Tell Me What You See

Chapter 49

Timmy's POV

I quickly go to the bathroom, to throw up.

I stay in front of the toilet for a while, making sure that I won't be sick again.

I hear Carter come to sit beside me, and I look at him to see that he has a bottle of water with him.

He gives it to me, and he rubs my back when I throw up again, after drinking too much of it in hopes of getting rid of the taste that vomiting left behind.

"Please tell me that you're not pregnant again." He begs.

"I wasn't sick until the second half of the pregnancy last time, and it wasn't even a month since we mated last time." I say, dismissively .

"There isn't a rule that says when you start to feel sick." He says, and I nod, hoping that he's wrong, my stomach hasn't even got normal yet.

"I don't want to be pregnant again, not yet at least." I say.

"I know, but it's not for us to decide. We have to go to the Doctor, so he can tell us if you're pregnant." He tells me.

I nod, and I stand up when I think that I won't be sick again, he stands up too, and we decide to wake Mason up, and to eat breakfast, before we go to the Doctor.

We decide on pancakes, which Carter offers to make, soon they're done, so we eat in peace with a light conversation.

It seems that Denver made Mason forget that he was angry with Carter for leaving us.

He's too excited about having a new brother, to even remember about his anger, and he's happy to stay with my dad or Ross, as long as his brother comes with him.

Maybe he was lonely, and he needed a close friend.

"Do you like your brother?" Carter asks Mason, who nods his head happily.

"Yeah." He says, with his mouth full of pancakes.

"Would you like to have one more?" He asks him, making Mason consider it before nodding in agreement again.

"Then how about we go to the Doctor, so he can see if there's a baby inside of me again." I ask in excitement.

"Yes." He shouts happily, while looking at the both of us with a huge smile.

"Can you believe that he wasn't happy at all, when he saw Denver for the first time?" I ask Carter.

I can't believe how excited he is now, I was worried that he would hate his brother, after he just ignored his presence the first time he saw him.

"Yeah, he's happier than me." He says, and I nod in agreement.

Denver has proven, in the matter of the last few months, that he's a lot worse than Mason ever was.

"I can't believe that Denver is already almost two months old." I say.

"Good, they can grow fast, and then we can kick them out of the house, so we can have it back just for ourselves." Carter says laughing, and I shake my head in amusement.

"No! I will stay here." Mason shouts.

"Ok, you can stay." Carter says, kissing his head while rolling his eyes.