I Promise (A Connor McDonough Fan Fiction)

Epilogue (Third Person Point of View)

“CONNOR!!!” Meg shouted from outside the house. She was currently sitting down on a swinging bench at their backyard, looking at the orange falling leaves from their trees. It was fall season, close to winter.

“Yeah, babe?” Connor asked as his head popped out of the screen door. His hair was dripping wet with water, half of his body hidden behind the door, trying to protect himself from the cold. He just got out of the bathroom, and was about to prepare for their Christmas gig tonight when Meg called for him.

Meg averted her look from their backyard to Connor. She gave him a mischievous smile and said, “I want Starbucks, babe.” matching it with a puppy dog face. The face that she knows Connor couldn't resist.

“Craving again, eh?” Connor teased. “You just had one yesterday. Don't you think it's a bit dangerous for the baby?”

Yup, you heard it right, alright. There is a little McDonough inside Meg. She's about 8 months along now and her cravings are getting worse. She's been craving for coffee flavored ice cream, coffee cakes, and everything that has something to do with coffee. Riley and Thomas were teasing her that her baby might look like a coffee already, or her baby might have the color of coffee. Not that it's a bad thing. It's just that Connor has this pale skin complexion and Meg's skin tone is a bit close to Connor's so if they would have a tan-skinned child, it would look a bit off, don't you think?

“I'm sure it's fine. I just really want a coffee. Please?” She begged again, trying to stand up. But seeing that she's carrying a baby inside her tummy, it was a bit hard to do.

“Oops. Be careful.” Connor said, coming out of the house completely, ignoring the cold wind that's hitting his bare skin to help his pregnant wife. He walked over to her and helped her stand up then guided her inside their home. “We'll get one on the way to the venue, alright?” Meg nodded and he helped her go up to their room so they could both prepare.

About 15 minutes later, they were both at the Starbucks near the venue. They were also waiting there for Riley, Toby, Thomas, Braiden and Chris. Connor ordered for the both of them while Meg was chilling on a couch, waiting for her beloved husband to come back with her drink that would satisfy her cravings.

“Here's your drink, my lady.” Connor said, placing the Hot Venti White Chocolate Mocha on the table in front of her.

“Why, thank you, my kind sir.” She smiled warmly at him then took a sip from her cup. “So, what do you think would be the gender of our baby?” She asked. Connor and Meg wanted the gender of their baby to be a surprise so whenever Meg would go to her doctor, her doctor would only say the things that Meg should do to keep her baby healthy and all. No gender hints or anything.

“I want it to be a boy.” Connor said. “Then he would be my junior. I would teach him everything I know. Then if he would have siblings, I would teach him how to be a great big brother to his younger siblings.”

“Just like how you are. I bet you'll teach him how to be a heartbreaker like you, too.” Meg joked.

"Oh no. I would teach him how to be a complete gentleman. But I am not a heartbreaker, mind you."