A/N: So this chapter has a bit of everything, Drama, fluff...love, etc. And a surprise! Now enjoy!
It's the morning of Tommy's First doctor's appointment and I find myself waking before he does. I take the time to admire my husband: his dark wavy hair, his chiseled jaw line...I could go on. What makes him even more beautiful is that he's pregnant with my child, and he's glowing even in sleep. It worries me that he's still getting morning sickness, especially since I believe 1000%, he's right about when he conceived our child, it makes sense. But the morning sickness worries me, it seems rough. I made the appointment for the afternoon so Tommy could try and get as much rest as possible. Tommy begins to stir and his eyes flutter open, he still looks so sleepy, but he smiles at me.
"Mmm. Morning Paul. You sleep well? I feel like I could use some more. What time is it anyway?"
Tommy is starting to look pale, and he could use some more sleep. Glancing at the clock I see it's only about 8:30 am. "It's almost 8:30, your appointment's not till 4:00 this afternoon. You look like you need more sleep, but you look so pale. Are you feeling nauseous too?"
Tommy nods, "Y-Yeah feel like sick.... ugh." He closes his eyes to try and help how he's feeling.
"Do you want to go back to sleep, or do you want me to bring you something to eat?", I ask quietly/
"I'll try and go back to sleep. I think.", Tommy whispers with his eyes closed. A few minutes later he drifts back off to sleep. I quietly get out of bed and use the bathroom and slip back into bed, thankfully Tommy is still sleeping. I quietly slip back under the covers and pull my beloved husband close against me. I doze off....
I wake up and glance at the clock, still morning. Slept for 2 hours and now it's about 10:30. Tommy is still sleeping away, and it looks as if the color has returned to his face making me sigh in relief. After 20 minutes or so Tommy is awake once more and this time, I bring him into a kiss.
When we part, Tommy sighs contentedly. "I feel so much better now, and I'm starved! Maybe we could have an early lunch like 11 ish?"
"Sure, in the mood for anything in particular? Like cravings wise?", I ask, and Tommy's eyes light up.
"OOOH, yes actually! Chicken, like BBQ chicken with Cole slaw and pickles and, oh dessert!" Tommy is practically salivating. "Paul, I think we have that stuff.... I did buy a lot of food...the other day."
I shudder internally, he did buy the food the other day when he went to get groceries, Ace doing what he did which led to the worst understanding and the pain of watching my husband leave me. It really hurts to think about, it's the stuff nightmares are made of. I'm not sure if I should share this with Tommy. I don't want to make him feel worse, but I don't want to hide anything from him either.
I manage to come back to myself to find that I am in bed alone and Tommy is using the bathroom and then he comes back out and at this point I am sitting on the edge of the bed watching him.
"Paul you, ok? You look upset. What's wrong?" Tommy comes to sit beside me on the bed. I sigh heavily and take a deep breath.
"Tom, I'm sorry when you said 'the other day' about the groceries....it brought back...made me think of the pain of you leaving me, Ace doing what he did and the most terrible misunderstanding...I know you didn't mean to trigger it, it just hurts to think about. I wanted to share it with you because I didn't want to hide anything from you." There is stunned silence and my heart drops.
"Oh, I see....", Tommy says slowly before bursting into tears.... I go to comfort him, but he isn't having it and stands up and looks down at me. "Oh, I see....as if I didn't feel guilty enough! But thank you for being honest with me!! I'm fucking sorry ok! I thought things were ok! I never meant to...so sorry for hurting you. Whatever, I'm going to get started on lunch!!"
"Tommy wait...baby I didn't mean...come on stay here, please. I—god I am SO sorry!", Tommy shakes his head.
"No!! now I'm going downstairs to calm down, I can't look at you right now. Plus, I can take myself to the doctor's appointment!" Tommy turns and exits the bedroom and slams the door. I lay my head in my hands and break down. We'd told each other that we could tell each other anything even if it hurts. I've fucked up...I've hurt my husband and the mood-swings aren't helping. I sit on the bed for 20 minutes or so and decide to go downstairs to the kitchen and try and apologize.
Slowly I walk into the kitchen and Tommy is buzzing around like a bee busy cooking. I can still tell without seeing his face he's crying and muttering to himself about feeling guilty and that I hate him and how sorry he is. This time, THIS is my fault. I make some small noise and Tommy turns around and looks tremendously guilty.
"What're you doing here?"
"Tommy, please give me a chance to explain. I am truly, truly sorry for making you feel guilty. I feel so guilty about upsetting you, I'm not blaming you for what just happened or happened the other day. I just wanted to be honest with you, and not hide anything like I tried to do with the messages. I just all this has hurt both of us, you especially. I am so beyond sorry. I don't hate you, you have NOTHING to be sorry for! If it had been me, or was me I would have felt the same way. I love you, god I love you so much. I love our baby. I should've been more considerate baby." At this point I'm looking down at the floor...feeling so much shame, but to my surprise I feel Tommy tilt my chin up.
"Paul, my reaction...the mood swings don't help...but your right that we need to be honest with each other. I just really took things the wrong way. I'm sorry for yelling at you and everything. I love you so very much and our baby. Now help me with lunch?"
I manage to smile, "Yes I'll help...and it's ok. It will all be ok. But before I help, I'm going to kiss you like there's no tomorrow!" I proceed to do just that till his lips are swollen. Lunch does manage to get fixed, which was remarkable considering that we kept making out. I am just so very happy we made up.
Before we know it Tommy is back in an exam room, for we are at his appointment. Both of us wait with nervous anticipation as the ultra-sound is started. My husband's stomach...the sight of his swollen belly, which seems to be bigger than...well in any case, it's just a beautiful sight. The Doctor's eyebrows are furrowed, that can't be good.... please let things be ok!
Slowly the monitor is turned to where Tommy & I can see, and both of our jaws drop, and my eyes are wide.
"It appears that you Mr. Stanley are carrying a set of twins which is why from what we know your morning sickness has been so bad. However, things appear to be healthy. You need to get started on pre-natal vitamins right away, but they look healthy."
"Twins...wow, twins...this is just amazing!" Tommy stammers but his face stretches into a wide smile with tears in his eyes.
"Oh Tommy, this is such a beautiful surprise!! I love you!" I quickly but lovingly kiss him on the lips.
"Also, it appears that you are indeed two months along which coincides with the time of conception Tommy that you and your husband mentioned. Now, would you both like to hear their heart beats? And congratulations to you both", the doctor smiles warmly.
"Yes, we would love to hear them..." Tommy and I share a look and sure enough two heart beats echo in the room. Tommy's crying tears of joy and so am I. Their heartbeats sound like the most beautiful music I've ever heard in my life. Here seeing them for the first time.... I've never been more awed or happier in my life and I'm going to be a father! I can never thank my beloved husband enough, for giving me these precious children and his love.
A/N: Can't wait to hear thoughts on this chapter! Much love!
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