"You're a very giggly little girl aren't you." TJ cooed, softly squeezing her belly. She squealed and kicked her legs.
You were two months old now, and TJ absolutely adored you. He had you in his arms or on his chest all the time, and he didn't let people hold you for long. Or at all depending on who was asking.
Recently, he had been really worried because you would start wheezing at random moments when you would move too much and right when you woke up.
Yesterday, it was the worst it had ever been. You had started coughing, which turned into wheezing and you not being able to breathe for a few seconds. To say TJ was scared was an understatement. He almost had a panic attack.
"You're going to the doctors in about an hour, darling." You began to laugh and TJ looked at you confused. "What two month old likes going to the doctors?" You giggled more, reaching for your Dad.
"Y/N Hammond is going to the doctors office!" You screamed with excitement as TJ lifted you.
You had no idea what he was talking about. You just smiled when he smiled.
"Hello, Y/N." You smiled and kicked your legs. "Has she been this active all week?"
"Yeah. But I try to keep her calm because she starts-" You began to cough and wheeze. The doctor looked very alarmed.
"And that's why I'm here." TJ's eyebrows furrowed as the coughing slowed. "Is she okay to lay on her stomach? I just wanna listen to her lungs."
"Of course. Yeah, yeah." This made TJ nervous. This probably meant there was something wrong with her. "It's okay, Baby. You're alright."
"Her breathing is very strained, and I hear a lot of wheezing. Her airways are a bit swollen..I'm gonna run some tests but I'm pretty sure it's just asthma." You started to try and roll over, but TJ knew you couldn't yet so he just asked questions while rubbing your back.
"If it is asthma, what do I have to do? Will she need a breathing treatment or something?" Shit, what if she has an asthma attack and I'm not there?
"I'm going to give you a set, just to see if it helps and if it does then we'll just keep using it." TJ nodded. "My baby." He whined watching you as you fell asleep.
"I'll be back with that."
So TJ had a child. Amazing! So TJ had a child with a lung disease. Hmm.
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