Life as we know it~ Scirstie

Twenty Two

Scott
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I've never been more overjoyed. I'm freaking out, and cannot keep my calm. Kirstie and I- parents. That's amazing!

I dance around the room, and Kirstie laughs.

I love that woman, and she is carrying my child, and just, OH MY GOD.

"When are we going to your first appointment?" I ask, still dancing.

"I'm booking it tonight. I love you Scott." She smiles.

"I love you to."

We get a phone call from Kevin 20 minutes later, with a congrats. We feel so loved, because Kelly Clarkson, Megan Trainor, Nick Jonas, and Abi Ann all reached out to us.

Kirstie and I where in nirvana. We sing song around the room, and I kiss her stomach, and it makes her giggle.

"I'm so excited Scotty." She says.

"Me to. By the way- if it's a guy- we are naming it Scott." I say.

She laughs, and said, "Over my dead body."

I kiss her again, because, well- you know.

Kirstie's mother comes over- and we have dinner with her. We feel so good.

We book an appointment for a week from today, and are so excited.

We calm down, and I look through old VIP photos. One where the guy purposed to the girl, when MOLLY AND GRACE where in it, and when we all where scared of a marshmallow. I smile, and think back.

I miss those times- but I'm starting a family to.

Kirstie falls asleep, and I smile at her. She's mine, all mine.

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1 week later.......
Kirstie was the happiest I've ever seen her. She was dancing around as she grabbed her purse, and ran out the door like the flash.

We drove down the road, and Kirstie was so happy. I've used that word so much, and I'm completely fine with it. The drive was a solid sixteen minutes, and the road was empty. The occasional car would pass, and Kirstie would make a prediction where it was going.

"Drag Queen Convention"

"One Tree Hill Marathon"

"Shay Mitchell Doughnut Night"

We arrive, and we get out. Kirstie takes my hand, and I squeeze it.

"Baby." I say, and kiss her delicate hand.

"Sweetie." She says.

We walk in, and it was a desert. No one was there. I check in, and the woman was all smiles.

We sit, and Kirstie takes out a magazine. She skips the first few pages, but settles on and article about Amy Winehouse. I go through my Instagram, and just well- normal. For a quiet room- it sure did take a long time to get us sent back.

"Hoying?"

We stand up, and Kirstie walks in front of me down the narrow hallway. The woman lets us into a room, and says, "The Doctor will be with you shortly."

She leaves, and we both hear a happy couple outside.

"I can't believe we are having a girl!"

I smile at that thought.

Our Doctor, Doctor Sawyer, comes in, and smiles at us.

"How are the Hoyings?" She asks, and gestures to the bed for Kirstie.

Kirstie lays down, and lifts her shirt up. There is not a difference, but something is brewing in there.

She puts the liquid, and puts it on her stomach, and Kirstie shivers.

She looks up at the screen, and has a black face.

It then turns to a frown as she scans the screen.

"Mr. And Mrs. Hoying- I'm sorry to inform you- but your baby has died in utero."

I hang my head in despair, and Dr. Sawyer cleans Kirstie's belly off, then leaves without a word.

Kirstie sits up, and whimpers.

"I'm sorry." I mutter.

She reaches out for my hand, and smiles when she touches it.

"I know baby. I know."

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