New York, 2015

It had been a long day for her. Grueling even. As she sat on her bed and stared continually at the pregnancy test.

Still in shock and disbelief she couldn't come up with an explanation for what happened to her.

"You can't say anything about this Mimi," she slowly lifted her eyes to her cousin that sat on the floor back against the wall.

Their gazes met.

Shocked Mimi shook her head. "What do you mean? Someone needs to go to jail for this."

Tara frowned. "What? Why?"

Mimi scoffed shaking her head.

" You were clearly raped Tara," Mimi said.

Tara bounded off the bed with a scowl.

"No I wasn't."

Mimi stood to face her.

"You were in a coma for nearly 4 months Tara, how do you explain it then."

"I can't. There is no way to explain it. But....I know I wasn't raped."

"How can you be sure, Tara?"

"I just know." she blurted out agitated. "I just know, please dont say anything to anyone." Tara covered her stomach protectively and looked away from Mimi's astonished gaze.

"Tara, dont you think in a couple of months it will be too late for that. You will be showing," Mimi searched her gaze.

Tara lowered her head. The thought of her going through this pregnancy alone brought tears to her eyes. The overwhelming thought that Duncan will never see his child or their child will never know his father saddend her. A sob escaped her and then another.

Mimi immediately pulled her close.

"Please Tara tell me whats going on I don't know how to help you," Mimi cried with her.

She wished she could confide in Mimi. She would never believe her. But.....she had to try. She had to convince her.

Somehow she had to convince her.

Tara slowly pulled back to look into Mimis eyes. The look alone alarmed Mimi.

She slowly pulled Mimi with her to the bed and sat down begging her to sit down. She frowned and sat facing Tara.

Tara looked down choosing the words to explain what she went through.

"What I have to tell you is important Mimi. You have to believe that I am telling the truth. Its not in my head. Its real," she squeezed Mimi's fingers.

Mimi shook her head confused by Tara's words. "What is real Tara? What are you talking about?"

Tara insisted. "Please just promise me you will hear me out. You will have an open mind Mimi.."

A silence drew out shortly as Mimi wearily searched Tara's gaze with concern and held her hand that now trembled. Finally slumping her shoulders she agreed.

Intently her gaze rested on Tara focused on what she was about to say.

Then Tara began to explain everything. From the moment she fell.

How she struggled with the reality of whether it was real or not. How she befriended Aidan and the arguments she had with Duncan.

She rested abit from speaking as her throat tightened with the heartwrenching pain she felt. Mimi urged her to continue.

She whispered how she fell inlove with Duncan. How they made love for the first time.

They grew more inlove to the point of almost getting married but how he was promised to Erica and how Marlaude kidnapped her then later the fight that began and how she died and ended up back in there time.

She lowered her head and tightly shut her eyes. The hurt, the desperation of seeing him, the loss all bombarded her at once and she cried.

Mimi pulled her close as Tara sobbed and blurted out her pain and what she felt.

Mimi with tear filled eyes pulled back to gaze into Tara's eyes.

"This is all too far fetched Tara. It's simply not possible. I want to believe you."

Tara shook her head and pulled away bounding off the bed she began to pace.

"Then you explain it Mimi. I was there. It was real. Not subconsciosly but physically."

Mimi stayed silent watching her.

Tara searched for something more to say as Mimi continued to analyze it all and suggest it was just a dream due to her trauma.

Overwhelmed Tara looked sadly into Mimi's eyes playing her final card and proof that what she went through was real.

"I was in a coma Mimi. Right?" she asked softly.

Mimi nodded her head before dashing away a tear.

"Then how do you explain the fact that I know exactly what you were wearing when you came to visit, what you ate in the cafetaria, what you and Carl talk about in the waiting area."

Mimi gasped then paled.

"How your mom and my dad stood in the waiting area arguing when he wanted to bring me back here to New York."

"I heard and saw it all Mimi," she shrugged her shoulder in defeat.

Emotionally exhausted, Tara sat on the bed again.

"The only thing I couldn't do was leave the hospital. I was inbetween both worlds." she mumbled turning to stare at Mimi.

An eerie silence stretched between them as Mimi sat silent.

"Who was the King of England then?" Mimi asked staring absently at a distance.

"Henry the III. His son Edmund was only a couple months born when I got there," she steadily watched Mimi's eyes widen.

They were silent for a very long time. Tara anxiously sat and waited for Mimi to assimilate it all.

She listened to Mimi take in a shaky breath.
"So how are we going to do this?" Mimi whispered still a little surprised.

Tara looked at her.

"You hooked up with a dude at a club or....?"

"What are you saying Mimi?" Tara sniffled.

Still with a gaze of disbelief, Mimi turned slowly to face her.

"We cant tell our parents your pregnant from some 770 year old Medieval Warlord Tara," Mimi sniffled between a laugh and sob.

"So does this mean you believe me?"

"As hard as it is to think it possible, how can I not? I mean...Carl and I were in the waiting area down the hall. You were in a coma. But you knew what I wore. I have no choice. All the evidence is there."

With a tearful laugh Tara held Mimis hand then slowly pulled her in for a hug.

Shortly after they sat and tried to figure out how to break the news to her dad. They needed to come up with something.

And fast......

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Here you go!!!!
I know its short but I needed to get it out...
I may have to go back to add more and edit this whole thing because I rushed to do it.
Please be patient with me guys im still working out the kinks and fine tuning this story because some of you have the bad habit of dissecting it and pointing out the flaws or the unfilled wholes of the story. So that is why I take longer to write this one.

Rushed work isnt my best and I really dont want to post jibberish.
Also the story is at final chapters so be patient.

Last but not least
Comment please it urks me that I see 1.5k views but have like 20 comments on a posted chapter come on just comment after you vote. Its all I ask....