#goldfinchfreehold

"Hmm?" Piper realizes she had also drifted off.

"Did... did we discover I'm the father?" Cautiously

Sleepy blinks, then suddenly, wide awake. "Oh. You dreamt that too?"

"I... don't ... Wait, oh wait"

"Jonas. Olgar is going to find him, right? I mean, it's Olgar."

"Yes, Uncle Olgar's the best on Silver"

Leaning against Siv. "What do you think he will say?" Trying to keep the worry from her voice.

"I .. Jonas is a good man. He loves us. We love him."

"But he didn't... ask for this. He wasn't even involved..."

She winces "That's the part that... I mean, yes. I do worry a bit that'll hurt him. But we've ... you know, there have been times it's been just two and the three of us are okay with that. We trust each other. I just, who would have figured Beltaine would choose THAT moment to make this possible." A look at Piper "I have no idea how we tell him this"

She touches her (still perfectly flat) stomach, and gives Siv a worried look. "Do you think it's his baby, like, Genetically? How deep DOES Metamorphosis go? If it is, and he doesn't... if he's not... interested.. is that even fair?"

"I never thought it would go that far. I admit. Elder form maybe but..." A thought "But that's part of it, it's glamour, not science. It's belief more than reason. And we both missed him SOO damn much. If wishing makes things so... and in our world it can, then maybe?" A touch of the belly "This is your choice, Love, but frankly, I always thought I'd be the one carrying."

"Oh, I miss Jonas. I wish he was here."

"Me too, love"
She sighs

"Do you want to keep the baby, do you.. do you know your choice yet?"

a WINCE. "I think... we have to talk to Jonas first. If... if he's going to be involved, then it's his decision, too. And... if he... if he doesn't want to be part of this?" She tries to keep the quaver from her voice. "I... I don't know if... if I want to... I don't want us to LOSE him."

"It's YOUR Body, Piper... "Siv puts her face against Piper's, eyes to eyes "We can't make him take ... part in this...if he doesn't want, but you aren't held hostage by this either. And I'll support you whatever YOU decide"

"I know. But if he were to say, no way, he doesn't want to be a- to take part? I want JONAS in my life, more than... some bundle of cells I've never met, dreaming-gifted or no."

A couple of tears starting to leak from the corners of her eyes.

"I want him too. But let's not imagine he takes it the worst. He loves us. He doesn't want to hurt us." Oh but how easily he could

"But I don't want him to AGREE to something LIFE CHANGING he DOESN'T WANT just because it... happened! You know?"

"You and Jonas are already part of my life, and I'm not letting anything take that from me."

"I know, but ..." Siv kisses Piper gently, briefly, "Love Conquers all.. we'll see what we see, but let's hope for the best eh? Instead of dreading the worst?"

leaning hard against Siv. "But if we worry about the worst, then the worst that can happen is we're right.. or pleasantly surprised. It can't get worse than worse." She says, half joking.

Snerk, "You're a silly goose and I love you"

Unless Olgar tells Jonas why he's come, and Jonas doesn't come back.
Or Olgar can't find Jonas.
Or Jonas is...

Oh dear, why did she tempt fate to play these scenarios in her head?

There's a rip in the Dream Space, and a ... scroll falls out.

BLINK

(she rubs her eyes)

"... Do you see that too?"

Siv blinks, and looks over at the scroll "Yup". She says "Oh hell with it" She takes the scroll and opens it and reads "Dear Sylvi, Jonas has really kicked up a shit storm in the Dreaming. By the time you get this, the battle SHOULD be decided and the Axiom Empire defeated or else the Ambiguous Alliance fallen. I don't plan on either of us dying, but shit happens. You decide if you want Siv and Piper to read this, but let's just say the treasure he got is a doozie. If I don't make it, below are details on how to PROPERLY Grill..." Siv blinks "Wait, THAT"S what he sent? Not more details but a damn recipe? "

Piper looks at it, and... is overcome with giggles.

"I wonder if we could sell that to Sir Franklyn.... " A sigh, "No, he'd be too damn noble. And Olgar would kill us."

"It's not funny its..." but it's contagious "I.." Snerk "It's not... " a chuckle

"We'd better leave that for Sylvi."

"Oh you want to know the truth? They barely do anything differently" She rolls it up and leaves it where Sylvi will find it "Aye, if she asks if we peeked, we stay mum"

"Now, speaking of food" She pulls Piper up to her hooves, "You and I. Let's go get a meal, something you can stomach safely. Okay? I mean, I knocked you up, I at least owe ye dinner"

She shakes her head. "I don't know if that will ever sound normal... but I could go for some pizza? With pineapple and jalapenos?"

No weird cravings here... nope. That's actually just her favorite.

"You got it!" She says

And off the two go, to their favorite pizza place. And even though they don't need more than two seats, Siv asks for a table for three.

Wishful thinking?

Ever hopeful

(End Scene)