Chase's POV:
"Alec!" I exclaim, waddling over to him, my five-month baby bump is making it hard to walk.
"What?" Alec sits straight up, "what's wrong?!"
"The baby kicked," I tell him, setting his hand on my stomach. "Wait..."
"Maybe you--" he stops when the baby kicks his hand hard. Alec grins and sets two hands on my stomach, the baby kicking a few more times. "Strong kicks," Alec comments.
I nod, laughing. "Very strong." His hands are still on my stomach, "you know if anyone were to walk in here, it would be a bit odd."
He laughs and kisses my forehead. "Probably but this is amazing, Chase."
I nod, "well, I have to pee," he walks with me out of the room. "Your son is sitting on my bladder."
. . .
I shake Alec awake, my stomach growling. "Alec, wake up. Alec."
"What?" He mumbles, burying his face into the pillow.
"I'm hungry." I say, nudging him again. "Alec. Your son is hungry."
He sits up, eyes still closed. "Yeah... yeah I'm up."
"Can you make one of your grilled cheese sandwiches?" My stomach growls. "Maybe two?"
He yawns and sighs, running his fingers through his hair. "Yeah, I'll be back in ten." He kisses my forehead and then my stomach.
"I love you." I whisper as he slips on his robe.
"Yeah, yeah." He says walking to the door. "Love you too."
I rub my stomach as the baby kicks hard, wanting food. "I know, baby. Your daddy is coming."
. . .
When Alec hands me the sandwich I greedily shove it into my month. I moan, "thank you baby." I say.
Alec nods, setting his hand on my stomach, rubbing his hand back and forth. "'Course, Chase. You can always wake me up if you need something."
I nod, and offer him a bite. He smiles and takes one, "thanks. Now you eat."
As I eat the baby starts to kick, Alec smiles when each one his his hand. "What does it feel like? When he kicks I mean."
I shrug, "like someone is kicking you from the inside."
He gives me a flat look, "really?" His voice dripping with sarcasm. "I wouldn't have guessed."
. . .
"Chase," someone whispers, shaking me awake. "Chase."
"Go away." I say, rolling away from them.
"Sissy," they click their tongue, "pregnancy hormones don't look good on you."
"Charlie?" I ask, sitting up. My sister stands in front of me, her belly is the same size as mine.
She squeals and jumps on the bed next to me, hugging me tightly. "Sissy! Look at you! You're glowing!"
"Shut up," I say laughing. "You look great."
She laughs, "you do too. How's my nephew?"
I laugh, "hungry. Let's go get breakfast."
She nods and helps me up. "Charlotte and William can't wait to see you."
"Lottie and Willy," I correct. "Char everyone calls them by the nicknames I gave them."
She huffs, "well I named them Charlotte and William so that's what I'm going to call them."
When we get to the dinning room the twins run out of the room. "Auntie Chase! Auntie Chase!"
I bend down and open my arms, they run into them, almost knocking me over. "You're getting so big! Look at you!"
They smile up at me, "Auntie Chase, your tummy is big like mommy's." Willy notes, setting his hand on my stomach, the baby kicks. He squeals, "what is dat?!"
I giggle, "it's a baby sweetheart. There's a baby growing in my tummy." Lottie grins, as the baby kicks her hand. "Let's go get breakfast, I'm hungry. Once you two finish eating Uncle Alec and I have a surprise for you two."
They grin and run into the dinning room, pulling me with them. "Daddy!" Lottie exclaims, "Auntie Chase has pwesent for us!"
Charlie glares at me, "you shouldn't spoil them."
Alec laughs, "you'll get to spoil your nephew." He promises.
Charlie laughs, and grins at him. "Very true."
. . .
The twins drag Alec and I out of the dinning room. Alec laughs and scoops both of them up, "now you have to close your eyes alright?"
They giggle and put their hands over their eyes. "Don't open them," I warn, peaking at Will who is looking through his fingers, he giggles and shuts them.
Alec sets them on the ground, "okay... open them!"
They remove their hands and look at their gift. They squeal and run over to them. Alec and I got them big-wheelers to ride around their big castle.
"Lottie, Will, what do you say to your aunt and uncle?" Xander warns, smiling at his children.
"Fank you!" Charlotte and Will say, running over to us.
They run over and sit on the chairs, peddling over to their dad. "Daddy look'it me!" Will says, grinning at him.
Xander smiles. "I see you buddy! Let's go find mommy and show her."
Charlie seemed happy when we showed it to her. "Now I won't have to carry them everywhere."
"The doctor told you to stop doing that after you fell," Xander scolds. "Are you still--"
"When did you fall?!" I exclaim. "Why didn't you tell me?"
Charlie waves me off, "it was a small thing, nothing to worry about."
Xander shakes his head, Lottie is pulling at his shirt, her arms extended wanting to be held. "You were on bed rest for a month." He insists, lifting Lottie onto his hip.
"What! Char!" I exclaim. "Why didn't you tell me?"
She sighs, "I didn't want you to worry about me, it's bad for the baby if you stress and I know you--you stress."
"Mommy I go potty," Will says.
Charlie nods and takes his hand, "okay sweetie." They walk out of the room, quickly to the bathroom.
Xander laughs, "at least he told us, potty training with him was harder than with Charlotte."
My dad glares at him. "Why didn't you tell us about her fall?"
"She told me that she called you," Xander says.
"Well--" my dad starts but mom stops him. "It's alright Maxon, we know now and she is okay."
. . .
That night I lean against Alec's chest while he gives me a neck massage. I moan softly, "that feels really good."
He kisses my neck lightly. "How's your back?"
I scoff, "killing me but I'm too fat to lay on my stomach. Just keep doing this." I instruct.
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