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Gen. 1: Abigail Keith.1.2 A New Hope
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"Happy birthday, love." Chester smiled as he pulled me into his lap.

"Th-thank you." I stuttered with a blush forming brightly on my cheeks.

Chester had become an adult at the end of last summer. He really didn't look much different, though. He just looked more mature, and in my opinion, much, much more attractive. Chester has always been a true gentleman toward me, and even more so after he became a young adult. He's sweet, charming, and strong. I honestly love him more than I can put into words.

Today was my 18th birthday. I was officially an adult, and for my birthday, Chester and I were going to do some rather adult things. Needless to say I was a bit nervous about the entire ordeal, but I truly loved and trusted Chester, and I knew that if I wasn't sure, he wasn't going to make me do anything.

However, I knew that we had to do this, to repopulate the world, and quite possibly save humanity.

"You seem nervous," Chester chuckled, running his hand up my thigh and puling me closer into him, making me gasp a little.

"Perhaps I am a little nervous...but I mean, I'll be alright." I giggled nervously.

"Are you sure?" Chester asked, "If you don't want to do this, we can wait a little while, if you want."



I rolled us over and kissed him deeply, melting into him as I put as much passion as I could into the kiss.

"No," I sighed breathlessly after we broke the kiss, "I want to do this."

With a lustful look in his eyes, he nodded, wrapped his arms around me, and we began the process of re populating the world.



Sure enough, I ended up being pregnant not too long after that night.
I was nervous when Chester came home from fishing that day, as I knew I had to tell him, but I wasn't sure how.

"Soo..." I said with a sigh. "I have some news."

"Oh, what news?" Chester asked as he placed the fish down on the table.

"Well, I really don't know how to say this..." I mumbled.

"Oh no! Don't tell me, you've found someone else haven't you?" He joked, poking my nose.

I giggled a little, shaking my head at him, but before I could speak, he continued on.

" I knew it," he sighed dramatically, "I knew someday some other man would come along and take you from me, oh whatever shall I do?"

I laughed again, "Chester stop, this is actually something important. Now stop joking around."

After he composed himself a little he walked over toward me and wrapped his arms tightly around my waist.

"Okay sweets, what is it?" he asked.

"Well, I'm pregnant. We're going to have a baby." I stuttered.

"Wait, what? Really?" He asked, his eyes glowing.

"Yeah, really." I laughed.

"Well ****." He chuckled, placing a hand on my stomach tenderly and then looking up at me. "So, we're really going to be parents?"

"Yeah, we are." I smiled.

"Well, I have a question for you." He said seriously.

"Yeah, what is it?"

"Do you know anything about childbirth?"

I nodded, "Yeah, I do. My mom was a doctor, and one of the women who was in our group before all the natural disasters hit was a midwife and she was pregnant and had her baby at the camp. I remember some stuff on it..I think." I smiled nervously at him.

"Well, let's hope the things you remember are right."



Time marched on, and the months flew by quicker than I could believe. Chester was always busy at work, either fishing, hunting or trying to improve our living situation.

He wanted to build an above ground home soon, saying that it might be nice for us to be able to have an actual house, but I told him that I felt safer underground. He said that it was fine for us to stay under as long as I would like, but he wanted to start building the above-ground home in the spring, and I agreed to that. Thinking that it may be nice to live in an actually house when we have kids running around.



Halfway through my pregnancy, after the harvest, I really didn't have much to do outside anymore, so I stayed indoors. Chester found me a chess board and I've been playing that for hours on end, sharpening my mind and helping time go by a little quicker.



The winter was harsh and incredibly cold. So cold in fact, that some days the falls froze and no matter where he went, the ice was too thick for Chester to be able to fish, yet it was okay, since we had some meat stored away. On those incredibly cold days, though, Chester would go out and hunt, and he'd often be gone for hours, but he always almost came back with something for us.

Nothing of too much interest happened over the winter, but one cold, late February evening, I woke up in indescribable pain.



Chester hopped out of bed and started freaking out.

"Oh my god! Are you okay? What's going on? What do I do again?" He screamed worriedly.

"Ohhh god. Okay." I said, breathing hard, "Okay, don't worry, I'm fine. I think I'm in labor..."



It was just before sunrise when I finally finished laboring. The snow gently fell outside and everything was quiet for a moment, and then the crisp morning air was filled with loud cries.



Welcome to the world, Shane Brian Keith.

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