Let me be myself

I could find myself someone who'd never make me blue

But nobody could ever tear me up like you

I miss my Yumi <3



- Lyrics (c) Dragonette "Easy"

Here's looking at you, Kid

It wasn’t like he fully understood the inner workings of the female mind, but it became even more complicated the deeper into a relationship the woman got.  It seemed that an entirely new layer of “woman” was placed atop the old by each passing week.

Jamie was positive he was going insane.

“Well, there is always a different way of looking at things…” Nat began.

“I’m not going gay,” Jamie retorted, chin sitting in the dip between pages of his book.  Anna sat at the end of the table in the library, between the two males.  She clicked her tongue at Jamie’s comment but didn’t look up from her pages of problems.

“I mean maybe you’re looking at it from a male perspective.”

“Again, not gay.”

Nat sighed, spreading his hands over his own open book, looking over at Anna for help or some kind of reassurance.  Without even looking up to see the pleading eyes at her she merely smiled and waved her hand in Nat’s direction.  “Your girlfriend is pregnant,” she replied simply.

Jamie snorted.  “Kate’s not pregnant.  Her uterus is made from Adamantium.”

“Well, at least you have a chance of the baby being Wolverine,” Nat chuckled.

Jamie rolled his eyes at his red haired friend.  “There is no baby – but that would be cool.  He could come ‘round your place and show your nephew that there were tough men out there.”

“It might not be a boy.”

“It’ll be a boy, Nat.  Adamantium uteruses only produce males.  Plus, I only carry the Y chromosome in my tank.”  Jamie grinned and sat back, tapping his stomach.

It was about now that Anna looked up, using her index finger to primly push her glasses up the bridge of her nose.  “You both seem to have gone off the track a little.  Kate, the girl you’ve been seeing since she was in high school, is pregnant.  She’d be due…hmmm…” she glanced down, tapping numbers into the little calculator sat by her side.  “During test season.  You really shouldn’t have celebrated getting your driver’s license back so…vigorously, Jamie.”  She offered a bright smile to her friend.  “Congratulations.”

Jamie frowned at her, arms folding at his chest.  “What makes you so sure?  She’s just being ratty – she’s just being female.  Unlike you, woman – you’re a Borg.”  He pointed his pen across the table at Nat.  “And he doesn’t get a say, he’s half girl anyway.”

Anna continued her beaming smile at him, and with little more than a flicker of her eyes upwards, she motioned towards the figure standing a few feet away from them, directly in her line of sight.

There stood Kate, her arms folded at her chest, holding a small white stick in her hand and tapping her foot.  Jamie looked over at her and chuckled, grinning sheepishly at her.

“Sooooo, can we name him Wolverine?”