An hour later, Mikayla was sitting on her bed, doing her homework. She was trying to take her mind off of the bombshell in the car. She really liked this body and she wanted to keep it, but she loved Jeff too and she needed him in her life.
Meanwhile, Jeff had finished his small packet. He glanced at the Chronivac. 3 days remaining. Jeff was torn. He loved Mikayla, but he needed his father in his life. It just couldn’t work out.
During dinner, Mikayla and Jeff both ate in their separate rooms. It hurt Mikayla to be so far from her love, but it had to happen. Jeff needed time to think, and as his father she needed to respect that.
Mikayla fell asleep, smiling as she dreamed of her life with Jeff. The ring on her finger was back. Jeff was next to her, his hand wrapped around her side. Then, they heard a baby crying. “I swear I just put her down,” Jeff said. “I’ll take care of this,” Mikayla said, beginning to get out of bed. She kissed her husband’s forehead before leaving their bedroom.
She walked to the nursery and saw their baby crying in a crib. It was a girl. Their daughter. She picked the baby girl up and pulled down her shirt, revealing a breast. Her daughter then started sucking on her nipple, extracting the milk that laid behind it.
Once their daughter was done suckling on her mother’s teat, she started crying again. Out of motherly instinct, Mikayla patted her daughter’s back until she burped. She then rocked the baby gently, singing a soft lullaby in her ear.
After several minutes of gentle rocking, the child fell asleep. Mikayla kissed her forehead and gently placed her back in her crib. She draped a small blanket over her and walked back to her bedroom.
Jeff was asleep, so Mikayla moved her husband to get a spot on the bed. What she lacked in being a father, she made up in being a mother. She smiled and fell asleep in her husband’s arms.
Mikayla woke up and frowned. She wanted the dream to be real, to wake up next to the love of her life’s arms. She turned and saw her phone, looking at the time. 4:00. “Fuck,” she grumbled, before falling back to sleep.