in this forever - dnf football au

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george's pov:

my anxiety towards my first scan only increased as it creeps up on me, but i'm glad to see my pregnancy symptoms and how my bump increases over time.

by eight weeks my bump in still tiny but definitely there, and dream absolutely adores it, we decide to take ivy to the scan with us since she's so well behaved and shes filled with excitement when we tell her she gets to see her sibling.

however i start to regret telling her she can come as i watch dream sit there looks exhausted as ivy cries and fusses over putting on her shoes, it had been a rough night, ivy was up crying and no matter what we did couldn't find out why or how to fix it, she was now tired, upset and fussy, trying to fight off dream as he tries to put shoes on her little feet, he still keeps his voice down as she cries and screams but i can tell his at his widths end so i decide to step in,

"dream c'mon let's step away from a second," i say gently tapping his shoulder, he sighs and stands up looking defeated and i lead him into the kitchen,

"i don't know what do to, we're gonna be late now, we were meant to leave like twenty minutes ago," he says,

"i know i know," i say gently as tears well in his eyes, "she's just tired from last night i'll take her into the car and let her sleep until we get to the clinic," i say,

"okay thank you," he says seeming a little less stressed,

"c'mere big boy," i smile pulling him closer,

i take his hand as we walk out into the hallway to see that ivys now asleep on the bench where dream was trying to wrangle a her shoes onto her, i pick her up and dream takes her tiny shoes in his hand as we walk out to the car, once we've sat into the car i text my doctor that's we'll be a bit late.

unfortunately "a bit" turns from twenty minutes to an hour due to the congested new york traffic but thankfully once ivy wakes up she's in a better mood.

after far to long in the jeep we arrive at the clinic, i excitedly walk in on dreams arm not even caring about the funny looks the older straight couples give us,

"hi, we're here for george's eight week scan," dream tells the receptionist, "i'm really sorry we're late my daughter was all fussy and then the traf-"

"i'm afraid you're appointment has been cancelled, we can reschedule it for next week but we're just busy right now," i watch my sun ray of a boyfriend frown looking upset and confused,

"he texted you warning you though," he says, "we drove all this way with a toddler on two hours of sleep, he needs this appointment we lost our last baby he needs this-"

"if you're concerned for the baby's health or you partners health you're gonna have to go to a&e," she says dully,

"he just needs to hear the heart beat,"he begs but the receptionist is already answering the phone to another patient, i can feel dream squeeze my hand,

"maybe we can try a different doctor," i say softly but internally panicking,

"yeah, let's go back to the car," he sighs leading me and ivy away from the desk.

once in the car we both start to search around for anywhere in the city with last minute appointments to no avail, i can't help but get upset, i start to sob into my lap after the sixth phone call when they tell us the clinics all booked up,

"i just wanna hear my baby," i mumble as he pulls me closer and kisses my softly,

"how about we just get one of those things on amazon so you can hear it then find another appointment?" he says,