Report back to Helena

Alexa squirmed as she carried the bags into the building, wondering why Helena needed all of these supplies. She made her way up to the office where Helena was waiting for her. “E-excuse me, Ms Gold,” Alexa said, knocking on the door. “I-I have the supplies.”

“Very good,” Helena said. “Bring them here.”

Alexa approached the desk reluctantly, as she placed the bags on the surface. Helena opened each bag and pulled out the supplies, placing each package of diapers on top of each other, pushing them next to the glass that looked out to the rest of the office.

Then she approached the closet and opened it, pulling out a long table with padding on it… a changing table. Alexa’s face went pale white. Why did she have that? The changing table had a small drawer underneath it for supplies which Helena put the powder and wipes in the drawer setting it up so that one of the packages of wipes stuck out a small slot, allowing for easy access like a tissue box.

She then went back to the closet and pulled out a large high chair. It had a pink bib attached to the tray. Helena placed the pacifier and baby food on it. And lastly, she pulled out a baby bottle which was filled with liquid from the mini fridge and a device used to warm up the milk before feeding.

Alexa had a horrible feeling… that all of this… was meant for her.