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"This won't work Michael, they know too much already! Someone's telling them our plans, and we're gonna get in trouble for it!"
"Will you calm down! They got lucky the first time. And no one's telling anyone anything, that wasn't even close to what we were told. So calm down before it actually happens." Michael rolls his eyes, before continuing working on the radio. But stops, then lets out a huff. "Look, I'm scared too, but we can't let this fear get to us, or we won't find out the truth we-"
"Cut!" The director calls out. "That was amazing you two, but Y/n, your wife is here." Y/n's eyes widen, dropping the papers on the floor before running to find where her pregnant wife was at.
"Your trailer!" Someone yells as she passes them. Y/n yells her thanks back at them, but continues to her trailer, knocking on the door as she calls her wife's name.
"Liz, baby! You okay?" A smile comes to Y/n lips when she sees her lover reading out loud to her baby bump.
"I'm fine babe, just missing you. All three of us missed you." The actress gives a pout, but it makes Y/n smile.
"I miss all three of you too. So much. My hotel bed is so cold without you there." Y/n whines, falling into the seat besides her wife. Elizabeth chuckles, patting her wife's thigh.
"My poor baby. Maybe you need that weighted blanket. It'll make it seem like I'm there."
"That's not the problem though. Your hotness isn't there. That's the problem!" Y/n whines, laying her head on her wife's shoulder.
"I'm sorry, my love." She leans over, kissing her wife's forehead, then pats her cheek. "But, it won't be that way for long. I promise." She tells, gently rubbing her stomach.
Y/n places a comforting hand on her rounded stomach. "And how are these peanuts treating you?" As if they heard, the babies kick under Y/n's hand, getting her to giggle. "My little soccer players." She tells, before looking up at Liz.
"They're good. And, I think I'm close. My stomach dropped and mom says my stomach feels hard, and I guess that's a sign? I don't know, but she told us to be ready."
"Oh, we're more than ready." Y/n says, knowing they have more than enough stuff.
"And then we'll be parents." Liz says, still shocked. Y/n gives a nod, pressing her lips against her wife's lips.
"I can't wait to be a mommy with you. To know that I'm responsible for this little life, to show them how to be good and strong, that no matter who they are, they'll always will be loved." Liz smiles, pulling her wife in for a deep kiss.
"God, I love you." Liz mutters, earning a chuckle from her wife.
"I love you too, now, do you think you'll be able to do a tour? We can stop by catering?"
"You had me at catering." Y/n giggles, shaking her head as she helps her wife up, then down the stairs, staying beside her the whole time, a proud smile on her lips.
