Hide Your Heart

Eric's P.O.V.

I had been trying to get hold of Tommy for about six hours now. I knew something was wrong and I was worried about him. Ever since Paul had come back from London, I knew something was off. Tommy wasn't picking up his phone at all nor was Pat. If I didn't know them both, I'd think they were sleeping together.

"Paul, when you left, was Tom okay?" I asked. "Did you convince him to join us?"

"He and Pat are supposed to be here in three days." "Why?"

"Something seems off. Tom isn't picking up his phone and neither is Pat."

I suddenly realized it had something to do with the pregnancy. I also realized Tom was scared. "Aw hell! I bet it's got to do with Dublin."

Not letting on to Paul or Gene that something was wrong, I looked at my own round belly. I was now almost nine weeks along. "Lord I look like a watermelon."

I finally got a return call from Pat. "Hey, is something wrong with Tom?"

"More than I care to talk about now." came the tired response. "Eric, let's just say I need to take Tommy back home."

"Let me talk to him." I begged.

Tommy came on. "Er-I-I-I wanna go back home. I'm not going to be able to join you guys."

"Tom, kiddo, are you carrying Jaime's baby?" I asked bluntly. 

"No...b-b-babies. Twins." came the choked reply. "T-t-tell Paul I love him and I don't want him to hate me." My phone went dead.

I looked up in shock to see Gene, Paul and Bruce staring at me.

Luckily they hadn't heard the conversation.