Chapter 151: Cathy Gets Pregnant

Saturday, June 19, 1971

Vickie was laughing as I cut the connection. I saw Catherine was talking with Jeff, Debbie, and David. I got up, and nodded at Nicky, then walked to where Catherine was seated.

“Nicky and I need to speak with you if you have a moment,” I told Catherine when there was a break in their conversation.

“Catherine was just telling us what you did for David,” Debbie said. “I didn’t know you could do that.”

Debbie was obviously referring to my healing David’s cancer. I looked at David sheepishly.

“Sorry to invade your privacy, sir,” I told him. “It’s just that when I first discovered I could do something, you were the only one I knew who had something that needed to be healed. I was sort of experimenting, and I didn’t want to say anything until I saw whether or not it would work.”

“When did you do it, heal me, I mean?” David asked.

“It was one night last week when we were on the train. I had spoken to Catherine and she was worried about you. And the old ones had just spent a long time training me how to use my gift. You were asleep, so I thought I’d see if I could help. I hope you’re not angry,” I said apologetically.

“Angry? How could I be angry when you saved my life? Even if I didn’t know about it at the time,” he replied. “Although I’m still not comfortable with you being able to invade my mind anytime you want. I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to that.”

I just shrugged. “I only know that Catherine was very worried about you, sir,” I replied.

“Well, I think that since you have been roaming inside my head and body, and since you saved my life, you could probably dispense with the ‘sir’ and just call me David,” he said with a big smile. “I have to ask, did you see anything else while you were in there?”

“If you mean health-wise, you’re clean as a whistle from what I could tell,” I told him.

“That’s good to know. What about ... other things? Did you see everything?” he asked.

“I think that’s between you and her,” I replied cryptically. He knew to whom I was referring. “But personally, I think you should talk about it with her.”

David looked thoughtful as the others just looked at me. I could sense that Catherine didn’t like being in the dark when it came to her staff. I looked at her and winked. She scowled briefly, thinking she was going to have to ask Vickie if she knew what was going on. I knew I would tell her shortly that David had his eye on someone, but had done absolutely nothing for fear of jeopardizing his professional standards. In the meantime, I was having fun teasing Catherine.

“That’s just amazing, Michael. Just think of all the good you can do,” Debbie said.

“Debbie, I hope you won’t spread this around. It takes a tremendous amount of time and energy and if others found out, especially government types, I’d have to live in fear of them kidnapping your daughters to force me to comply with whatever diabolical plans they might have,” I explained to all of them.

“Oh!” she said. “I didn’t think of that.”

I could tell that the fear of her daughters becoming involved like that had shaken her. Jeff reached out to take her hand.

“I don’t think you have to worry about Debbie, Michael. But you might want to be careful making women appear ten or twenty years younger, overnight,” Jeff said. “However, in this case,” he said smiling at Catherine, “I can’t help but admire what you have done. She truly does look wonderful.”

Catherine blushed and Debbie playfully slapped his arm.

“Quit flirting with my widowed aunt. Otherwise, I’m going to start to get suspicious!” Debbie said with a laugh.

“I might get fired for saying this, but Jeff is right. You look more radiant than you have in years,” David told Catherine.

Catherine just blushed, casting her eyes downward. I scanned her and felt the desire rising in her. Still in my playful mood, I stoked the fires a little more.

“I am trying hard not to be proud of myself, but now, every time I look at her, I find myself wishing for clothes,” I said. “In order to hide the feelings she stirs in me.”

I swear. Catherine and Debbie both looked at my private parts. Standing there, next to their table, there was no way to hide Little Mike’s growing salute. I stepped behind Jeff’s chair, as it was now me who was blushing. Catherine smiled wickedly.

“Grandmother!” Nicky admonished. “Michael and I REALLY need to talk with you.” Nicky paused for a second, then added, “First!”

Everyone laughed, except Catherine who blushed even more.

“You know, when you blush like that, you look even younger, almost like a teenager,” I thought to her. “A very sexy teenager!”

Naturally, she blushed even more.

“Don’t you say it!” she thought back to me quickly. I just laughed at her dilemma.

“Michael,” Debbie asked softly. “Do you think you could do something for Jeff?”

I mentally slapped my forehead. “Why didn’t I think of that?” I thought to myself.

Then to Debbie, I said, “I have a couple of things to take care of with Catherine first. Catch me in a few minutes and let’s see what we can do. We’ll have to get Jeff to be still while we do it. And I’d like to have Anna there as well.”

Catherine stood just then saying, “Let me get some more tea. Then we’ll go sit on the deck.”

I decided to get another cup of coffee while getting Catherine’s tea, then the three of us settled down in the big chairs on the back porch of the Dining Hall, overlooking the lake.

“What is it you children need to discuss,” Catherine asked us, trying to put me in my place with the ‘children’ reference.

“I really mean it. When you blush, it makes you appear even younger,” I teased her back. “It also makes me want you.” We both knew this game; only Catherine was upset because she could no longer read me. Fortunately, I was in too good of a mood to get upset at her barbs.

“I’m not the only one you want,” she retorted, “If last night was any indication.”

Nicky looked at her grandmother, not understanding her agitation. The hurt look on Nicky’s face was evident. I remained silent this time. Catherine’s little mood was about to cause her trouble since I could see that she didn’t know it was Nicky who spent the night with me.

When Catherine finally noticed that Nicky was about to cry, her whole demeanor changed. Thinking that our verbal sparring was upsetting Nicky, the petty jabs she was taking at me, were no longer important as she went to hug her granddaughter.

“I’m so-o-o sorry, Sweetheart,” Catherine told her soothingly, “I’m not angry with you, dear. I’m just put out with your brother. His new shield won’t let me feel him. And when he repaired my body ... he did something to me. And evidently, it has affected me. I mean, I haven’t felt like this in years.”

Nicky looked at her grandmother, still not understanding.

“When I repaired her body, I must have repaired her libido,” I thought to Nicky. “Catherine’s incredibly horny right this moment!”

Nicky smiled and looked at her grandmother again. “Why didn’t you say so?” she said.

“What?” Catherine asked. The words were not even out of her mouth before she caught on. “Michael Gregory Wagner, what did you tell her?” she asked as caustically as possible.

I looked at her sternly, silently counting to ten before I replied.

“Do you remember what happened to your bottom the LAST TIME you got this attitude with me?” I asked in reply. Without waiting for her response, I added, “I simply told Nicky that you are acting like a bitch because you’re horny.”

Catherine looked from me to Nicky and back again, before standing to leave.

“Well!” she snapped. “If you’re going to be that way...” she headed back into the Dining Hall.

We watched her go, then Nicky turned to me.

“Aren’t you going to do something?” she asked, the confusion and irritation growing in her voice.

“Look at the chair,” I told her. The only other chair close by, was the one Catherine had been sitting in. Nicky looked and then looked back at me, as a grin crossed her face. She could see the obvious signs of dampness where Catherine had just sat.

“When I repaired her organs, I must have repaired something that affects her libido. Everything about her body is now optimal, including her physical sexuality. If I’m not mistaken, she feels twenty years younger and is physically at her sexual peak. If you think you’ve got it bad now, just wait until you hit your mid-thirties!” I told Nicky.

“Ohmygod!” Nicky exclaimed. “The POOR woman! Michael! You go take care of her right this minute!” Nicky told me, trying to sound stern.

I just looked at her and grinned. “Don’t take that tone with me, Dear Sister. If I’ll spank Catherine, you KNOW I wouldn’t hesitate to spank you, too!”

Nicky bit off the retort that was poised on the tip of her tongue. But she was miffed.

“For your information, I AM going to take care of her. But it would have embarrassed her in front of the family if I had walked out with her. Right now, she’s walking along the trail towards the Pavilion, trying to calm down and get a grip on herself. I’m about to dive off the balcony here and swim that way. If you really want to help, you’ll find Sandy and get the key to the last cabin, then meet me there. I’ll stall her until you let me know you’ve got it.”

“Meet you there?” Nicky asked, confused. “I thought you were going to ... er ... take care of her?”

“I am,” I replied with a big grin. “And you’re going to help!”

Nicky’s eyes widened.

“If you want to, that is,” I told her.

Nicky thought about it for a moment, then looked at me with a sultry grin. “You know, I think I do!” she said.

“Let me know when you get the key,” I thought to Nicky as I ran towards the rail. I shallow-dived cleanly and broke the surface over thirty yards away. The balcony was empty. Nicky hadn’t waited to see if I made it.

“I see her,” Nicky thought as she left the Dining Hall. “You were right. She headed to the Pavilion.”

I took my time. The exercise feeling good. I still got there before Catherine did, and was sitting on the sandy beach when she arrived at the empty Pavilion.

“I’m out here,” I thought to her.

Catherine looked up, startled.

“How...” she started to say.

“Magic,” I replied. “I swam.”

Catherine walked through the Pavilion and plopped down on the sand next to me. I didn’t say anything, waiting on her to speak.

“Oh, Michael. I feel so bad. I didn’t mean to hurt Nicky’s feelings,” she said as the tears began to come. “I just don’t know what’s wrong with me. I wanted you more last night than I ever have. I actually became so jealous when you were dancing with Kalani that I had to leave. And then, I couldn’t find you, and I’ve almost always been able to sense you. Until you got that new shield. Now, there’s nothing. I can’t even read you sitting next to you.”

I dropped the shield. “There. Can you feel me now?” I asked.

Catherine lifted her head, slowly turning to look at me. “So. You were with Nicky last night. And I said those awful things. I have to go find her. I must have hurt her terribly!” She started to rise.

“Just sit still for a moment, Catherine. Nicky will be here shortly,” I thought to her. I started to think about all the things she wanted me to do to her.

“Oh-o-o, plea-se,” she moaned as she felt me. “I don’t understand.”

“When I repaired all your internal organs, it probably made you younger inside too. I’m guessing that the girls are right about you looking like you’re in your thirties. And since you look like you’re in your thirties, I’m also guessing that your sex drive is probably the same as it was then. I’ve always heard that a woman reaches her sexual peak in her thirties. So-o-o...”

“No!” she cried, burying her face in her hands. It all became clear for her now, as she recognized the emotions and thought back to the last time she was in her thirties. I could sense her growing depression, which surprised me, so I scanned her.

What I found made me sad. Her thirties had not been kind to her libido twenty years ago. That’s when Greg started traveling more, building the Wagner Empire. It’s also when he began to find other women, while paying less and less attention to Catherine. It was not a time in her life she remembered fondly.

“You wanna know what else I’ve always heard?” I asked her.

“What?” she asked sullenly.

“Turnabout is fair play,” I replied.

“Huh? What turnabout?” she asked.

“It seems to me that Greg was sent back in time and given the opportunity to love again. But since he didn’t, you were the one who suffered. Now, I’ve been sent back to make up for that, and they gave me the gifts that enabled me to do the same thing for you. I mean, help you feel young again, so that you can experience what you missed last time.”

“That’s crazy, Michael. I can’t live my life again,” she exclaimed.

“I have the key, Michael. What do you want me to do with it?” Nicky thought to me.

“Meet us there. We’re on our way,” I thought back.

“I’m not saying you have to live your LIFE again,” I told her. “I’m saying that you have the opportunity to enjoy what you missed the last time your body was this young. You can do like Greg did, and deny the opportunity ... or, you can embrace it and enjoy the chance to see what you missed last time.”

Catherine remained silent. I could tell she was considering what I had told her without taking offense at the dig about my grandfather. I just sat there, waiting for her to digest it.

“Okay, Michael. If you’re right, and I’m not saying you are,” she told me. “But, if you’re right, what should I do?”

“That’s easy. C’mon,” I told her, standing up and offering her my hand. She hesitated for only a moment before taking it.

“I don’t know why I’m trusting a sixteen-year-old like this,” she said.

“Because, deep down, you know that regardless of how young both of us look, I’m still older than you,” I laughed. “Besides, if you think about it, it’s actually the perfect scenario. I’ve always heard that guys reach their sexual peaks in their teen years, while women reach theirs in their thirties. If that’s true, then we should be ideally suited for each other!”