Shot in the Dark: A Mick Mars X Ozzy Osbourne Story

Chapter 53: Of Panic, Fear, and the Shock of a Lifetime

I hope my daughters are ok.... i feel like I've failed in so many ways......and wait.... What happened again? Why are there beeping noises---

The beeping Noises don't let up....and I don't even register that Ozzy is at my bedside....i quickly PANIC....

"ANGEL! MICHELLE.... WHERE ARE THEY? ARE THEY OK?!"

Citrus and Spice.... Citrus & Spice invades my senses, and a worried and very frantic Ozzy does his best to soothe me, a firm hold...gently rocking me back and forth. Before my husband can even get a word out, I start sobbing.

"I-I...scared them....an...and I...am s-sorry....i...I...hid this from you! I didn't want you to worry about me, and....and—" I ramble like a madman, sobbing all the while.

"MICK." Firmly to get my attention and then Ozzy softens his tone.... which is husky from tears. "BREATHE....please I beg you firefly. The girls, I...was scared....but they told me you were really sick....you couldn't even stand. they were scared yes, but they stayed with you.....tried to make you feel better until Simmons and Sixx came by. I told them I was proud of them....and...I am....i f-feared losing you....i still do."

"I...I don't deserve y-you....the kids....I....mean, I feel like a shitty parent...and partner---" Ozzy cuts me off once again.

"Look at me..." tears slip down my cheeks as my husband cradles my face in his hands, "You deserve the fucking world, you always have...and what you said was BULLSHIT, you are an amazing partner, beyond amazing and a wonderful.... WONDERFUL mother Mick. Michelle and Angel stayed with you, helped you as much as they could, so my love never doubt you are worthy of our children or me....and speaking of which, I KNOW why you've hidden this from me...TELL me, never be afraid to tell me. Please I beg you firefly, I know it hurts."

"Kiss me?" Hopefully.

"You never have to ask...EVER." Ozzy whispers leaning into kiss me. After we part for breath....

"I've been....gaining a t-ton of weight....getting sick a lot. I didn't want to admit...that..."I take a deep shuddery breath. "That I might be pregnant.... what happened l-last time with the twins, I know I said I wanted to g-give you m-more children but...this FEELS worse, d-different.... more of a struggle....and just please forgive me Oz."

"There IS nothing to forgive Mick.... I knew something was wrong, but I didn't want to push you, like I did on that tour.......and your fears are also mine, I cannot lie to you my husband and on that note.... it's true.... the doctor, I figured would be better coming from m-me...." Ozzy trembles and in his eyes, I see the fear and the spark of joy, "you ARE pregnant.... they wanted to wait until you were awake to do an ultra-sound.... you've been out for 2 days....and oh GOD...." Ozzy trails off and I can FEEL my self pale as before I know it, I start puking into whatever my husband has given me, the tears they continue to roll.... until some minutes pass and Ozzy helps me sip some ice water and clean my mouth out.

"I-I hate this!" I sob clinging to my husband and next thing I know....i find myself in an exam room, the ultra-sound machine wheeled over and my anxiety spikes. "o-Oz..."

A kiss to my lips, "I am here firefly....breathe." and I manage to calm, as I am told that outwardly so far as can tell, things look healthy and then my eyes go as wide as they can go as for the first time I see my swollen stomach....Ozzy gently lifting my hospital gown.

"Oh my god..." I whisper. It's HUGE.... much bigger than with Angel and Michelle and FUCK! I feel nauseous again! Breathe Mick.... breathe....you are not alone anymore, you are not alone....Ozzy has been with you from the beginning.....the beginning.

I feel my husband, gently stroke my hair and place a kiss on my forehead, holding my hand as we pay rapt attention...

Ok, Ok....spine issues....higher risk with this pregnancy....oooh damn this gel is cold....and OH MY GOD!!

"Oz...am I... I...seeing this right?" I look to my husband after looking at the screen, my jaw hung open and the tears start anew.

Ozzy exhales, "Yes.... there is t-three of them." I promptly get sick...AGAIN....and pass the fuck out....and I swear my name is frantically called....

Again with the damned beeping noises...I don't even....remember what exactly was said...WAIT!!

"Mick?" Cautiously. Ozzy

"Oz?" I croak, I feel ice cold water going down my throat which I drink greedily, feeling my husband's warm hands help me drink it and after I begin to panic again, "Oh...god.....oh GOD....I..."

"Mick, if you're wondering.....yes my love it is true, you are c-carrying triplets and to answer the TRUE question, they are healthy...wee bit small, but otherwise ok." Ozzy holds tightly both of my hands, in tears.... I can feel him trembling.

I exhale shakily, somewhat relieved. "W-What else did the doctor say...a-about what....this means for me?" I start shaking, dreading the answer and my heart drops at the solemn look on my husband's face. "H-Hold me.... just hold me as y-you tell me." I beg, feeling so guilty about what I am doing to him, about how this is affecting our unborn children....

Ozzy carefully climbs into bed with me, as I start sobbing...clinging to him, I note that his hands well one of them carefully rest of my stomach rubbing it, I shakily follow suit......together, we are feeling our three unborn....there is that spark, that spark of joy....we both despite everything, already love them....i feel it in my battered bones...

"Firefly...." Ozzy begins slowly, "You're at an even higher risk for complications during birth and a C-section is very likely to be scheduled at some point and it will be that much harder on you in general.... you're at a higher risk of miscarriage. They I think are going to keep you a bit, a week or there abouts.... the Doctor will want to I believe see you weekly.... My love, I am SORRY.... that I haven't.... I mean, that I've hurt you once again. You're LIFE Mick is at more risk than before." Ozzy breaks down, "I-I can't lose you...again....i can't lose ANY of my children, our children....our twins and n-now our triplets. I am scared shitless Mick for you and them, but I fucking promise you.... I'm not going anywhere, and this time...I am here from the beginning, and I will take care of you....and so will our family."

"Ozzy.... i wouldn't....do this.... any of it for anyone but YOU. We wanted...more children, but I truly do mean if I died.... I'd do it for you...only you and our children.... I just.... don't wanna be so scared, I hate.... this...." I whisper tearfully, Ozzy takes his free hand and gently holds it to my face.

"I know you do darling firefly....and if you are wondering, I love you....i love you more and more each passing moment, I've NEVER had anyone do for me what you've done and are doing for me....and they will bring Michelle and Angel by sometime tomorrow, they are going to rotate I think amongst the guys for a wee bit, while you are here....i insisted they not do that, but they told me....NAY demanded to help."

I cannot help but chuckle a bit at the last line, "Sounds about right Oz." and I think to ask, "Do...Michelle and Angel....well they know?"

"Know you're pregnant? I thought....as hard as it may be, together you and I should tell them in person, make it official...but I believe they do KNOW. And too we shall tell them of the triplets." Ozzy says quietly, leaning into kiss me slowly and sweet and then he reverently leans down to kiss my swollen stomach housing our triplets and I cannot help but manage a smile. "I love you."

"I love you too...." I trail off, feeling sick again. "n-No..." I breathe deeply, in and out...in and out....it doesn't work as needless to say I get sick....and sick and sick....crying, and crying some more, Ozzy takes it all in stride, being the calming steadying but more over loving presence I need despite his own fears, as he helps me rinse my mouth out and finds me something light to eat, toast....lots of toasts and I am so fucking exhausted....i without warning fall asleep....

Triplets, surprise....it sure the fuck was a huge shock to say the least....the stakes higher than ever before, but thru it all I had Ozzy and our children....our precious children and our family....

A/N: Triplets! Surprise! This will be a difficult pregnancy for poor Mick or hard for him....next chapter, Ozzy POV and him taking care of Mick and a visit from their twins.