Frerard - Free Now (Null Trilogy Part 2)

Part 8

Gerard and I visited the foundation almost every day, though it became less of a visit and more of a denegation after a week or so. There were some days when I didn't have the heart to go. We were getting nowhere. My Dad still didn't want to recognise me.

I decided to spend the day with Mikey, having a little time away from love to focus on friendship. There wasn't anything wrong with being with Gerard all the time, but I barely spent any time with Mikey or Bob anymore. Gerard was with Bob, so I thought I might as well see Mikey while he was free.

We were sat on the park together on the bench, kicking our legs absent-mindedly. Mikey smiled at me softly.

"So Gee told me the news. Congratulations." he signed, his smile beaming. I blushed and smiled.

"Thank you. I'm so excited. He's been great with all the cramps and morning sickness, too." I signed back, chuckling. "Bless him. He only had a little bump. Especially compared to yours."

Mikey smirked. "I keep getting really weird looks, like people know it's a pregnancy bump, but don't want to believe it. It's kinda funny. Bob's really protective, too." he stroked across his bump. "I feel like I'm bigger than I perhaps should be, though. It's strange."

"I'm not surprised Bob's protective. There have been those really weird things where women have a sex change while they're pregnant, but no man has ever had this happen to him before."

"You know, I was scared at first. But I'm not anymore. What could really go wrong if I'm having a cesarean like so many women have?"

"Yeah, I guess so. It's a miracle that both you and Gee can get pregnant, though. I think you're blessed more than cursed." I kissed Mikey's cheek. He smiled before pausing, not replying. I frowned, moving in front of him so he could see my signs after he'd moved his gaze away. "Mikes? What's wrong?"

Mikey seemingly panted, clutching his stomach. I saw the wet patch around his crotch area and his flustered face and immediately knew his waters had broken. I bit my lip. I would have rung an ambulance, but I couldn't hear. The park was on a steeply sloping hill, so it would be really difficult to get him down there. I massaged Mikey's back while I thought of what to do.

In the end, I texted Gerard's Mom. She lived across from the park, still in the same place Mikey and Gerard had lived as kids. She had never been disgusted at her sons' oddities, and understood their plight. I saw her run out of her house and kissed Mikey's forehead.

"Your Mom's coming. It's gonna be alright. Just take deep breaths and count between the contractions," I signed. Mikey gave a weak nod.

Donna soon arrived, helping me to get Mikey down the hill and into her car. She quickly drove us to the hospital.

I continued to press kisses across Mikey's face, massaging his shoulders and back to ease his pain. He smiled at me gratefully.

Donna and I aided Mikey as he hobbled in. Our doctor, Doctor Bostwick, got him onto a bed in the surgery room. He was quickly put under local anaesthetic and they began the surgery. I glanced away as they cut him open. It wasn't exactly a pretty sight.

I texted Bob while we were there and he replied with a bunch of unreadable text, most likely because he was freaking out. I told him our room number and I thought he said he'd meet me there, but again the text was frantic.

I thought a quick prayer to myself to let Mikey be okay before going over and kissing the sleeping man's head. "You're gonna be alright," I signed, almost to myself.

I stood by Mikey's side through the whole operation. I watched as Doctor Bostwick wiped sweat from his forehead before pulling the baby out. A beaming smile came to my face, but it quickly turned into a frown when he pulled another baby out.

My jaw dropped open. Twins?!

The doctor stitched Mikey up and waited for the drowsy patient to come around before smiling. Donna translated for me, knowing I wouldn't know what was going on.

"You have a lovely boy and a beautiful girl," Doctor Bostwick informed Mikey. Mikey's eyes widened as the babies were handed to him.

"Twins?!" Mikey's eyes went wider. "Wow!"

Bob burst in at that moment along with Gerard, gasping. "Mikes! You're okay! And...oh my god."

I grinned and wrapped my arms around Gerard waist as Bob and Mikey greeted their son and daughter.

"What do you wanna call them?" Bob asked with teary eyes, Gerard now translating for me.

"I wanna call the boy Jeremy," Mikey answered quickly. "You should name our little princess."

A tear fell down Bob's face. "Ember."

Mikey beamed and kissed his cheek. "I'm the luckiest man in the world."

I chuckled. "No," I signed. "We all are."

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If you get the name references, then I love you. And no, technically didn't name the kid after myself, because Ember is just my nickname. xD