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When A Heart Breaks
Chapter 7
“Mike, I need to talk to you.” Eric said after a long internal should I or shouldn’t battle that ended when the guests started exiting the home he shared with Rachel. It was now or never, if he wanted to talk to his best friend, he needed to do it now. Michael nodded and followed Eric to the master bedroom and sat down on one of the chairs.
“I’m sorry for how I treated you when you only wanted to help. I snapped because you were voicing everything I was thinking. I was willing to walk away from Rachel the moment I found out Nadia was alive, but I couldn’t let myself to do it and I got upset with you when you were telling me everything I wanted to hear: a justification for abandoning my family for the woman I love,” Eric said with care, he hadn’t even let himself think like that before this, but now Michael needed to know what was really going on.
“Eric, you’re being too hard on yourself, you can’t be everything for everyone. You can’t be Rachel’s husband and Nadia’s husband unless you have at some time recently converted into a Mormon,” Michael joked, not really knowing what else to say in this situation. Humor seemed like the best bet.
“Nice, you’re turning into me with the jokes. Sadly, I haven’t gotten any of your French charm or dashing looks in this exchange, only your women troubles; but instead of Syd and Lauren, my triangle consists of Nadia and Rachel,” Eric responded to Michael’s joke and felt better that he seemed to have forgiven his jerk like behavior three weeks ago.
“So, we’re cool? You’re not mad at me anymore?” Michael said as relieved as Eric was and in truth, he had missed his best friend.
“We’re cool, I was really more angry at myself than I was at you. We better get back, I think the wife’s wanna know we haven’t killed each other,” Eric said and hugged Michael in a very man hug kinda way.
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Rachel was deep in thought when the two men returned, thinking about something that made her smile.
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Flashback
Almost two years ago; Los Angeles, California
Rachel was sitting behind her desk, watching the man standing near her intently. He had a sadness in his eyes and also a steely determination that fascinated her. She had heard of his background, that his wife Nadia had been killed on their honeymoon, which explained why he acted the way he did.
She had been partnered with him for three months now and aside from agent related business, he ignored her which only caused her to be even more interested than ever. She liked him although he had made it quite hard, but she found him different than any man she had ever met.
“Rachel, I’m sorry about what happened during the mission. I was out of order and I know you’re human and make mistakes like the rest of us. It was unfair of me to compare you to Nadia,” Eric said in a well thought apology.
“I will never be Nadia and yes you were wrong to shout at me, but I understand. I want you to trust me, I’m your partner and on the field my life is in your hands. I know you don’t like me, but if we are partners, I need to be able to trust you,” Rachel said with conviction.
“It’s not that I don’t like you, I think I like more than I should,” Eric said and regretted actually saying that.
“You like me? I would have never guessed, but I like you too. You’re a great guy Eric and I don’t think it’s that dangerous for you to like me back.” Rachel said with a knowing smile and watched Eric walk away from her desk with the tiniest hint of a smile on his lips.
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“Honey, you feeling okay?” Eric asked concerned when he noticed the blonde clutching her stomach and looking at something in the distance.
“What? Sorry, I was lost in my thoughts, I’m perfectly fine.” Rachel smiled and embraced Eric tightly. She wasn’t going to lose him, not ever.
“It looks like me and Syd are the only guests left. We’re going to head out, to give you some privacy. Eric, I’ll see you at the office,” Michael said as Sydney who was holding Isabelle, handed his coat to him. They said their goodbye’s and then it was only he and Rachel.
“Did you have fun today? Actually, you don’t need to answer that, I know you had fun. Being the center of attention and getting colossal amounts of gifts, you were in heaven,” Eric laughed as soon as the door had closed behind Sydney and Vaughn.
“You know me too well, I had a blast. It’s just my feet that are killing me,” Rachel smiled back Eric and removed her pink ballerina flats that were now starting to hurt her feet due to the swelling in her feet.
“Want me to give you a foot massage. I’m pretty good with my hands,” Eric offered and was already guiding her to the bedroom before he had finished his sentence. She nodded gratefully and as soon as they reached the bedroom, she laid down on the bed, only pulling the blue comforter off before flopping down on it. Eric started rubbing her feet with careful strokes and a similar situation was brought back to him.
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Flashback
Seven months ago; Los Angeles, California
“Eric, I can walk you know. I’m pregnant, not sick,” Rachel laughed as Eric was carrying her to the bedroom. They had been to see a doctor who had confirmed Rachel’s pregnancy.
“Enjoy it now, when you’re 8 months pregnant I won’t be carrying no matter how much I love you. I don’t want to break my back,” Eric joked and carefully laid Rachel on the bed. He laid next to her and lifted her shirt. He then pressed his head on her still-flat stomach.
“I’m barely four weeks pregnant, you can’t hear anything. The baby is not moving yet,” Rachel laughed but was shushed by Eric who pressed his finger on her lips.
“Shhh, don’t say that, Eric Jr. can hear you,” Eric responded, futile attempting to look stern, but the grin he had not been able to wipe off since leaving the doctor’s returned.
“We are not naming our baby anyone’s Jr. and that’s final. I’m thinking Rochelle for a girl or Aaron for a boy. What do you think?” Rachel asked, she had been giving the names a lot of thought. Last night she had barely slept and the two names were the one’s she had liked the most.
“I want to wait until the baby is born before we name him or her. I want to see my child before giving it a name,” Eric responded, really not wanting think about names just yet. Rachel silently agreed and started stroking his hair in a loving way. “I love you Mr. Weiss,” Rachel happily noted.
“I think I love you even more Mrs. Weiss. I don’t know what I’d do without you,” Eric said giving Rachel’s stomach light, butterfly kisses.
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“This feels so good, I’ve been feeling like a beach whale recently. I can’t wait to see my toes again when the baby is born,” Rachel sighed contently and made herself more comfortable on the bed.
“You hardly look like a beached whale. You’re beautiful and glowing,” Eric said without lying. She looked even more beautiful now that she was pregnant.
“Am I more beautiful than Nadia?” Rachel asked from out of the blue, giving Eric a shock of a lifetime.
“You and Nadia are both extremely beautiful, but you are carrying my son which makes you the most stunning person in the universe,” Eric reassured, not really wanting to answer. Nadia and Rachel were night and day, there was almost nothing the two had in common.
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“Nadia, are you home?” Sydney yelled from the door as they arrived home. The place was eerily quiet and only in the living room a light was burning. No one seemed to be here, until they heard quiet sobbing coming from the kitchen. Nadia was sitting there reading something with big, terrified tears coming from her dark eyes.
“What’s wrong?” Sydney asked and handed Isabelle to her father and went to her sister’s side.
“He’s back. He’s not letting me continue my life. This letter was waiting for me when I got home, it was in my pillow, he’s been here. This is all starting again, I’m not safe,” Nadia said between the sobs. She was visibly upset about something, her petite body was shaking in fears.
To be continued…
Next chapter: Nadia seeks safety from Eric and the person who sent the letter returns.