Under One Condition || Eddie Munson

chapter fifteen

The following days in the house were quiet. Mom didn't say much to Steve or me. Not that she was around much anyways. She spent late nights at the hospital and slept while we were at school; only to be gone again before we got home. Steve didn't seem to care, I was too involved in my new relationship to even notice her gone.

"What do you wanna do today?" Eddie asked, flinging his arm around me as we walked out of the school.

I allowed him to pull me closer, "can't do anything today. Nancy has a doctors appointment and I need to be there." Eddie nodded in response but didn't offer any words. "Maybe I can see you after?" It came out more of a question than a statement.

A wide grin spread on Eddie's face, "I'd love to." I smiled back at him, making a mental note to call him once I got home.

"There's Steve and Nance, I gotta go," I kissed his cheek quickly and began to unwrapped myself from his hold. Reluctantly, he let go. "I'll see you later!" I yelled over my shoulder.

I wanted to spend time with him, it felt like we hadn't gotten much alone time since we first kissed.

Approaching the car, I saw Steve and Nancy talking adamantly. They both looked excited as they spoke, "—will we find out the gender?" I heard Steve ask as I got closer.

I heard Nancy chuckle, "no, not yet. Soon, be patient." She looked up, finally noticing me walking towards them. "Hey! Thank you so much for coming with us, I'm so nervous," Nancy said meeting me half way.

I hooked my arm with hers, "how far along are you? I forgot to ask." I'm excited to be apart of this whole thing; babies are absolutely adorable.

"About 12 weeks, at least that's what the doctors say." My eyes widened at her response, I didn't realize she was that far along already. "I'll start really showing soon," she laid a hand on her slightly elevated stomach. She mostly looked bloated, you definitely wouldn't be able to tell if she didn't say anything.

We all shuffled into Steve's car, the ride filled with conversation about the baby. The excitement was buzzing through the air. I could barely contain myself as we pulled up at the familiar doctor's office.

All three of us took a seat after getting Nancy signed in. I flipped through a baby magazine, I found laying on the table, with Steve looking over my shoulder. As we were the only ones in the office, it didn't take long before we heard "Wheeler?" Like lightning had struck Steve he bolted up, eager to help Nancy stand. She rolled her eyes playfully and looked at him with love. I followed close behind, not wanting to miss anything.

I zoned out most of the visit, they talked about meal plans, Nancy's health, her support system, and other things I didn't care to listen to. As much as I wanted to help, this was Steve's duty. I knew if I allowed him to, he'd happily let me take over.

"Alright, let's get a picture of the little bean," the doctor finally said. I perked up, watching as they squirt gel on Nancy's stomach. The doctor took a few moments, moving the wand around to take pictures of the baby. With a wide smile, he captured images before pausing. A confused look briefly morphed on his face before he was smiling again, "give me one moment, I'm going to get another doctor in here really quick." He left the room quietly. Steve started bouncing his knee, anxiety clearly spreading through him. Before he could ask any questions the doctor pushed back through the door with a woman following behind him.

She smiled warmly at all of us, "good afternoon, I'm Doctor Anderson. I'm going to take a quick look, if that's okay?" Nancy nodded, her eyes wide. The doctor took over, moving the wand along her stomach as the last doctor did. She hummed and nodded her head, looking towards the other doctor in the room. I felt my anxiety peak, probably matching my brothers. "I'm guessing your his twin?" She asked looking at me. I sputtered for a second before nodding. "Well, it runs in the family then. Congratulations, it's twins."

The room was silent, I could hear myself breath. "Twins?" Steve whispered, tears welling in his eyes. The doctor nodded in conformation. "We're having twins," he whispered again, finally taking his eyes off the screen to look at Nancy. She watched him quietly, waiting for a reaction. Finally, a huge smile broke out on his face and he began to laugh. "We're having twins!" He exclaimed, wrapping his arms around Nancy.

I could feel the happiness radiating off of them. My mind began to drift to what would happen if I became pregnant. Would Eddie have the reaction? It was too early to think about those things, they hadn't even defined their relationship. As much as I wanted to, I never pushed the issue with him. He seemed content with being how they are, without any labels. My heart ached slightly, he wasn't fully mine.

"Aspen, it's going to be little us!" Steve laughed with glee. I giggled with my brother, pushing my own feelings aside. He unwrapped himself from Nancy and practically skipped over to me, swooping me up in a hug. "I can't believe I'm going to be a dad," he whispered. I nodded, not trusting my voice. Happy tears threatened to escape my eyes at his reaction.

The celebration was cut short as we had to leave the office. I thought it would pick back up in the car but both Steve and Nancy seemed to be deep in thought. Raising one baby would be difficult, but raising two at the same time would probably be a nightmare for awhile. I have no clue how my parents did it; Steve and I were absolute monsters as kids.

The drive back to the house was eerily quiet. Wanting to escape it as soon as possible, I practically bolted out of the car. Steve barely had time to put it in park.

I made a bee-line to the phone once I entered the house. Dialing the number by heart, I heard a gruff voice answer.

"Hello?" It wasn't Eddie, my eyebrows scrunched for a moment.

Realizing it was his uncle, I quickly recovered, "can I speak to Eddie?" My voice came out smaller than I had hoped.

There was a moment of shuffling and a muted yell for the metalhead. "Hello?" The familiar voice spoke into the phone, almost out of breath. I could picture him sprinting to the phone to answered.

I giggled, "hey dungeon master, got any time to spare?" I had jokingly called him that the other day; by his reaction, I decided to stick with it.

I heard him breathe a content sigh into the phone, "I'll be there in 10." I smiled and nodded, forgetting he couldn't see me. The line went dead and I quickly hung up the phone.

It felt like hours had passed before Eddie showed up, but I knew it was only the 10 minutes he had promised. I let out a shaky breath, opening the door for him. He stood in a cut off Black Sabbath t-shirt, his tattoos standing out on his porcelain skin. His black-ripped jeans matched the color of his shirt, as well as his combat boots. He leaned against the door frame, "gonna let me in, sweetheart?" I felt my heart skip a beat and a breath catch in my throat. I almost let out a small moan of satisfaction at his look.

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Just a quick update.

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