How much time has passed, I have no fucking clue.... all I do know, is the sheer heartache.... the pain, feeling like I am being torn apart each day. I've never responded to messages; I want to from the guys.... but I just can't bring myself to do so. Drowning in a sea of hurt, of madness.... whatever you want to call it. And then, the fact that my illness and I'm not talking about my spinal disease has yet to let up. I can't keep anything down, though I do try and eat my odd combos and still none of my pants fit and it scares me....it fucking terrifies me. I go to get up, just finished a puking session, and dizziness hits me....and everything seems to be happening in slow motion, as lucky me.... huh, some luck...but as I find myself on my back....and suddenly all fades to black....
"Mick? Mick can you hear me?" I know this voice I do, slowly...slowly now, I wake to the sound of that voice, several frantic ones and beeping noises and I freak....
"Please tell me I'm not dead! Why...why am I here?! I don't wanna fucking die!" Long Lanky arms, carefully wrap me in a hug.... Tommy.... Tommy, was that his voice? I think so.... things are still fuzzy. Gradually I manage to calm down, still scared...but calm enough to talk and the room comes into focus: Nikki a sorrowful Nikki.... like me a broken one, the only light in his eyes I know comes from the children he is carrying.... then Vince.... a sad and angry Vince, though the anger I know isn't for me....and Tommy, a much more subdued Tommy.
Tommy has yet to let me go....
Nikki takes a deep breath, "We've been worried about you....no one has seen or heard from you for a week....and though I understand why, I mean...no one blames you I mean. Since I have a key, and Tommy and Vince demanded to come.... we found you in your bathroom in the floor, I had fucking panic attack, it smelled like bile.... you wouldn't respond." Nikki takes a shuddery breath and is now in tears, which doesn't help me at all. "The Doctor did all kinds of tests, your body kinda went into shock, with the lack of food and all.... they did a blood test, and they found something."
"W-What?" I croak, dreading the answer.
"Mick, you're pregnant."
"N-No...NO.... I can't be! Tell me you're fucking joking Sixx!" I beg desperately, fear coating my voice thickly and what this could mean for me, but...there is a spark, and that spark that hopes in a way, he's telling the truth...that wants this.
"No, Mick.... I'm not." Nikki sobs, "they said your high-risk pregnancy wise.... with your spine disease, but.... i just want you to know, Tommy and Vince too.... we got your fucking back. You're Mick Mars, you can do this...no matter what you decide. I think maybe they said they'd do an ultra-sound when you were awake again.... they've done one on your baby already as they can.... you've been asleep for.... almost 2 weeks."
"It was a lot on you.... you'd just had your fucking heart ripped out by that BASTARD." Vince snaps venom clear in his tone. There's a story there....and we'll get to that...in time perhaps.
I am SO fucking overwhelmed, mind reeling.... i am pregnant with the baby, the man I loved...fell more and that has so thoroughly broken me. I can't even take care of myself.... but...I must know....
"Nikki?" I swallow the urge to sob, barely I fucking assure you. "W-What...did they say a-about the baby?" Words I cannot believe just came out of my mouth.
Surprisingly Tommy answers, gently rubbing my back. "I think Mars-Man, from what they can tell so far, is that the baby is doing well.... they are healthy." And after those words, my mind is made up despite being scared shitless.
"Then.... Then I.... I....am.... i wanna.... try.... I'm gonna keep my baby.... i don't know how, but something deep down, tells me I can do this...a spark." Another thought occurs to me, "I can't tell Ozzy, I NEVER want to tell him.... it's just I mean.... How could I trust him with our child? I lost my trust, my faith in him that night I caught him with his wife. I will say this too.... i don't want you to have to LIE to your partners...Tommy, Vince.... but I ask you, if you tell them....Ozzy is not to know....maybe someday, but please."
"Ok Mick, we understand...like we said, we got your fucking back." Vince says, he goes to say more but a nurse comes in, checks my vitals...which seem good...surprising the fuck outta me and then wants to do an ultra-sound, Tommy at this point has reluctantly let go of me. I look around fearfully, needing one of them. "I'll go with you man." Vince says quietly.
"Thank you, Vin." I sniffle. He gives me a wry smile. As he follows me as I am wheeled to an exam room and I am terrified and elated both....and once the exam starts, my eyes widen seeing my stomach.... it's still small, but much more rounded to me than it was....my baby is growing...their growing....
The gel squirted on my stomach is freezing, making me shiver....and Vince, is right there with me, holding my hand....and despite my fears, I cant help but wish things had been different and Ozzy was here instead....and indeed it's just as I was told, the baby looks healthy so far and the moment I see that black and white image....is forever to be seared into my memory, my heart. And I find myself demanding ultra-sound photos after the exam and before I know we are back in my room.
"I may not...the birth, I don't know what this will do to me.... but...if worse comes to worse during the birth, it will be fucking worth it...as long as my child lives." I declare, albeit shakily before then asking, "Vince.... what happened after.... i ran away exactly.?"
Vince has tears in his eyes, sadness for me...and anger. "Nikki found your note, I was with...Jake, cuddling....Nikki fucking left no room for argument and I sure the fuck wasn't gonna stop him, we found Ozzy....needless to say he was in deep shit with us...he is.....anyway, Nikki before anyone could stop him fucking decked him....and Ozzy just took it, even after Nikki hit hard enough to knock him to the ground. He gave him a black eye....and then...then, I gave him another. And after forcing Nikki to sit out, because we wanted the twins to be ok and they are.... but Tommy and I ripped him a fucking new one....and apparently..." Vince takes a deep breath, the tears in his eyes falling. "WE met his WIFE.... Ozzy is in deep shit with Jake and Rudy too...but yeah.... Mick.... i am so fucking sorry!!" Vince breaks down.
Look at what you've done Ozzy....and the hits keep coming.... deep down, I hate that you got hurt...but you fucking had it coming and I think you know that....
My world was shattered, and I had to grapple with the fact, I was carrying a child that I was afraid would result in my death, somehow, I knew, I knew the baby would be ok.... somehow. I wound up spending a few more days in the hospital, the baby checked on everyday....and by the time I was released.... I was about 2 months pregnant.
Back home again, after a few more days in the hospital...and apparently as if I didn't have enough going on, Nikki has grown ever more fearful Gene will find him....which brings me to now, I've just had another bout of morning sickness and am now nursing a cup of peppermint tea and nibbling on toast spread with Raspberry Jam and chocolate sauce....yes you heard me right...when a series of frantic knocks sound at the door, before it begins to open....a moments later....a tearful Nikki comes into view.....dropping his bags, and cradling his swollen stomach protectively.
"Mick...please...PLEASE.... I know this is the w-worst time, but I am still not ready to face Gene, he knows where I live...and I know it's a lot to ask..." I cut Nikki off after finishing my tea.
"Nikki.... you're...you're right....and I know you like me have had so much shit on you. I had the feeling you would come to me....and...and.... you can stay." I find myself stating tearfully as Nikki slowly and carefully sits himself on the couch beside me....
A/N: Mick is pregnant! The baby seems to be healthy, but poor Mick is very much terrified but resolved. And Nikki has come to Mick...Next chapter shall pick up where this one leaves off.
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Shot in the Dark: A Mick Mars X Ozzy Osbourne Story
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