A few days, after that Jason incident, Denise felt better with me, I suggested we go see her doctor, to see what's going on, Denise was only like, I don't know maybe two weeks pregnant or something, we have no idea, the receptionist gave Denise a form to fill out. I was looking at someone of the questions, and it was really weird to me, how am I supposed to know this? After another 10 minutes of waiting, the doctor called Denise in and I followed, Denise had to get changed, so I waited on that, so after 2 minutes, Denise comes out in a gown, I smiled and helped Denise on the table, I think Denise was nervous, more than me. I guess the doctor's name was Dr. Bythem or something, whatever, wasn't important, I just wanted to see what was what.
"So, how old are both of you?" the doctor, asked Denise and I, we both flushed.
"Ah, I'm 59 and Denise is 39, why?" the doctor smirked at me, God, I hope she doesn't hit on me.
"Just asking, older age, can have an effect on unborn children, but not to worry." I hope not! The doctor moved the gown up, to show Denise's stomach and put this cold gel on her stomach, was it me, or was Denise's stomach bigger, slightly or something, eh I don't know.
"When was your last period?" the doctor looked at me, why?
"January 25th." Denise looked at me worried, I just held her hand.
"Oh good, wait! This ultrasound shows that you are 4 weeks pregnant." How can that be?
"How can that be?" Say what? Is this doctor joking? I looked at Denise.
"Yeah, is this true?" Denise looked at the doctor, she nodded yes.
"Sometimes, pregnancy happens, even when you get a period." Um, Opps! I gave Denise a sad look and looked away for a moment, she took her hand and made me look at her.
"Whatever happens, we will make it work and it will be created by us." Yes!
"Oh my, um actually, I see three little dots." I think all of the color drained from my face.
"Did you say three?" Denise squeezed my hand tight, I sighed softly.
"3?" How can that, oh shit! Woah, wait? 3 babies? Oh, good God! Ha-ha.
"Three little sacs, in a row." She said cheerfully, I was still shocked!
"That's um crazy?" Get yourself together man, that's your wife!
"Well, thank you." Denise was still in shock, more than me. I helped Denise get off the table, after she wiped off that cold gel, and she got ready to leave with me, we were still not talking on the way home, it was quiet. We got in the house, and we sat down on the sofa together, I think we looked at each other and then we both started crying, but why? This was a happy time, I put my hands on Denise's face and we kissed. I guess, I'm where I am supposed to be in life, with Denise, I wonder what everyone is going to think and say, eh who cares! This is our life and not there's. After an hour of just sitting down in silence, Denise and I got up and started to make lunch, actually, we decided we weren't too hungry, we ended up writing a list on what we needed to do, to get ready for these kiddos to be born, and man this was going to be crazy, but we have help, let's just be thankful, everyone and everything is okay right now. Denise looked at me.
"You think a lot, but I love that about you." Denise kissed my cheek at the kitchen table.
"Yeah, I know. You think Metallica will hold up, if I take a few months off with you?" I hope.
"James, the babies won't be born for 9 months, that gives us until, October." True.
"But honey, I want to do this right, my first marriage didn't end well, and the kids freaked out." Yup, they did for sure, Fran and I had to calm all of them down, that gave me grief.
"Okay right, but these are babies, not young adults." True honey.
"Okay, but what if I'm on tour and the babies come early?" It can happen.
"James, everything will be okay." I kissed Denise's head.
"Okay, you're right." Denise and I stood up and hugged.
"Man, three babies." Yeah, I know.
"I know, how did that happen?" Ha-ha.
"I guess, well, I guess uh, I don't know." We both laughed for a moment.
"Wait until Lars and the guys, hear this!" They will flip out.
"Let's have a party and invite everyone, like in a month." Good idea.
"Good idea, I'll make lists on things we need." I was getting crazy thinking again.
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I'm sorry (A James Hetfield story)
Fanfictionnew story about a woman who met James at a bar and well... you will have to read the story, it's fake by the way. this is a bit of comical and humor, James is one funny guy. :)
