Abigail's POV
From the moment I made the suggestion to the second we arrived at the hospital, everything had happened in such a blur. Straight after our discovery Ryan and I wasted no time in contacting a paediatrician.
So here we were Jacob was fast asleep in his pushchair as we sat and waited for the docotor, my Mom had agree to watch Lillia for us. I watched as the door opened and Doctor Kennedy came in.
"Hello sorry to keep you waiting" Doctor Kennedy half smiled "So this must be Jacob. I felt Ryan's hand in mine and I glanced at him nervously. Doctor Kennedy looked inside the pram and moved some of Jacobs blankets.
"Dad would you mind getting him for me" Ryan stood quickly and unwrapped Jacob before pulling him out of his carry cot. Ryan handed Jacob to Doctor Kennedy and then followed him over to a bed "Right little guy let's see what's going on" I watched nervously as Ryan stood behind Doctor Kennedy, he was watching his every move.
I saw this as my cue to stand with Ryan, it was obvious to me he was getting rather anxious. I rested my hand on Ryan's shoulder and he kissed my temple. We both watched as the doctor carried out a number of different tests. When he was done he handed Jacob to me and I hushed him by rocking him back to sleep in my arms "Okay, well it would seem you are right"
"Okay" I managed to force out but Ryan stays completely silent "What happens now?"
"It's very early to tell if the deafness will be permanent or something we can operate on" Doctor Kennedy explained. Ryan looked a little more hopeful when he mentioned an operation "We will need to run some further tests"
"So it could be fixable" Ryan finally spoke, I could hear the pain in his voice. Being a musician and knowing your child is deaf and will never hear music must be devastating.
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After our appointment it had taken us a while to take it all in, how could he be deaf? Ryan had called numerous different specialists to see if any were able to see us and luckily we managed to get an appointment with Mr Jeffery, who was a surgeon who's specialised in Jake's condition.
We headed straight for his office "Maybe he can operate?" I sighed as I sat in the passenger seat beside Ryan. He was driving us in our range rover. Leroy was in the back with Jacob.
"Let's hope so" Ryan replied half heartedly, he hadn't said much.
"You haven't said much Ry, what are you thinking?" I ask him quietly and he glances at me quickly before focusing on the road.
"I just wish there was more I could do" for the first time he looked defeated.
"Hey its not a definate yet" I exhaled gently "Don't give up on him yet, he's got.alot or his daddy in him and the last I checked his Dad wasn't a quitter" I felt like 8 was scolding him a little. I watched curiously as Ryan shook his head sharply.
"Right, yeah you're right there is still alot they could do for him...I'm not going to assume the worst right away" he seemed more confident now.
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Going to a simple doctor's appointment wasn't an easy task any more, and I was growing to hate it. The ridiculous amounts of fans and photographers that would be waiting whenever we went anywhere was becoming crazy.
Rumors had been circling that mine and Ryan's marraige was under strain, and I read one the other day that claimed I was pregnant again...It seems they would pull a story out of nowhere and of course once rumours start all the press are then in competition with each other trying to print the first reveal story. It is extremely frustrating, especially for Ry. Even though he is great about all the press and crazy, I know deep down it concerns him. I mean let's face it it was the paps fault princess Diana was killed so tragically...
"Ab's" Ryan's voice echoed in my head and I jumped at the touch of his hand on mine "We're here"
I looked at my surroundings, we had parked outside the hospital "You ready?" Ryan looked deep into my eyes as I nodded "Don't let go of my hand okay?"
"I won't" I replied as I looked at Jacob. Leroy had taken the car seat out of the car. He threw Jacob's pale blue fleecy pram blanket over the handle so it draped over the car seat. We did this regularly now to protect the babies eyes from the flashing lights. I got out of the car and to my surprise a stream of lights flashed from the other side of the street. I waved and smiled as Leroy grabbed the small of my back and led me to the sidewalk outside the hospital doors. We opened the back seat of the car and Ryan pulled the car seat out, taking my hand in his free hand he led me through the crowds. As I looked round I saw Leroy getting in the car and moving it away from the paps. Cameras we clicking like crazy and lights flashed "You okay?" Ryan bellowed over the voices calling out desperate for a picture. I felt myself being pulled backwards "ABI" Ryan's voice was urgent as he yanked me back towards him. He quickly looped his arm around my waist and tucked me under his arm, almost like a bird being protected by his wing. When we finally got inside the hospital we were met by 4 security guards "This is getting ridiculous" Ryan spat as he took the blanket off Jacob's seat he was still sound asleep "We need to think about extra security"
"Honey I..." Ryan didn't give me chance to finish my sentence.
"No, Baby if I didn't think fast back there you could have been dragged out into the madness" Ryan sighed "I hate to think of you getting hurt, I would rather die than...anyway its not up for discussion we've tried it your way for too long now...now we are doing things my way okay" I got the feeling this wasn't a question so I just exhaled deeply. The thought of more security made me feel sick, I was already extremely restricted as it was. Adding more security would give me zero independence or alone time.
The more I think about the more I begin to realise how much things have changed over the last 6 years, Ryan and I were in a completely different world now. OneRepublic were recognised nationwide now and I was more popular than I had ever been in the world of celebrities with 11 or more movie roles coming at me every week, not to mention the reality TV shows that have been desperate to have me on their show. And with that goes the countless interviews different newspapers and radio stations are begging me to do...Well it's safe to say our lives were alot less quiet now and a lot more manic. I just hoped Ryan wasn't finding all this attention too stressful, the last thing I wanted was for it to become too much for him to bare...
