Crimson was still awake the next morning when Heather awoke. After giving her some time in the bathroom, Crimson knocked on the door and after hearing Heather "Come on in mom!" through the door, walked into the small room and broke the news that Heather would soon be a big sister.
"Invisible friend!" she thought "It's a good thing I'm having this baby. If Heather was an only child much longer, I think I would have to find her a psychiatrist!"
"Hey Crim, you mid if I go out for a bit tomorrow? Some of the guys from work wanted to meet up at the bar, and I wouldn't mind throwing back some beers" Hank asked as they finished their diner.
"Hmmm, yeah whatever hun. The baby has been kicking a lot lately, and I'll most likely go to bed early. Don't have to many though now babes. I'll need you clear headed enough to get to the hospital if the baby comes." Crimson was distracted by the constantly moving baby. It felt like there was a tiny little soccer match going on inside her. Laughing she turned to Hank "Come here a sec babes, you got to feel this!" Hank laughingly obliged.
While Heather was finding her inner beast, Hank and Crimson were enjoying some more quality time before the baby arrived and everything got busy again. Crimson watched her husband adoringly as he talked to the child growing inside her. He was such a good father, and treated her like a princess. Crimson could still hardly believe how fortunate she truly now was. All she knew was if she was dreaming, she never wanted to wake up.
Hank left the house with a heavy heart. His true plans for the evening lay before him. His ex-wife Pauline Wan had called him the other day and invited him to a pool party. Which was odd seeing as she had no pool. He could have told Crimson truthfully where he was going, she wouldn't have minded. She trusted him explicitly. Even after the "shirt incident" as he had named it in his mind. It was a trust he did not deserve. It was a trust he knew he was bound to break. And that was why he lied to his wife. He didn't want to be unfaithful, but Pauline had always called back to him like some evil temptress. While he adored his beautiful wife to no end, the chemistry between him and Pauline was electric. It was a force to great to be denied.
It started innocently enough, except for the suspicious lack of a pool. And the only being one other guest, who left shortly after Hank arrived. The last thing Hank needed was to be alone with this woman, this... succubus. They chatted a little to catch up. Not much was said about Heather, or the impending arrive. Nothing was said of Crimson.
The frown returned to Crimson's face. She didn't know why, but something felt wrong. Terribly, terribly wrong. She settled in for an uneasy nights sleep beside her husband.