Together.

Twelve.

I apologise in advance if any of the medical information in this is wrong. I have no experience with bipolar or the medication so I just used the information I was given regarding my anti-depressants while I was pregnant. If anyone has more information and would like me to correct it feel free to let me know.

'What does it say?' Marissa asks as Demi stares down at the test.

'I-I'm not sure... It looks like there's a really faint line.' Demi replies holding the test out to Marissa.

'That is pretty faint. Maybe you should take another and see if it's different?' Marissa says glancing down at the test.

'Okay. Can you go check on Willow and make sure she's still sleeping while I pee?' Demi asks and Marissa nods her head.

'Of course I will.' She replies. Marissa leaves the bathroom and Demi once again glances down at the test which she's pretty sure is positive.

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'There's been a change of plan, guys! We're flying into LA tonight.' John says as Nick glances at Joe and smiles.

'Does that mean I get to go home tonight?' Nick asks and John nods his head.

'If that's what you want, yes.' John replies.

'Looking forward to seeing your two?' Joe asks and Nick smiles.

'Yep. Think I'm going to let Demi think we're still getting in tomorrow and surprise her by showing up at the front door.' Nick replies.

'You'll get to spend some time with Willow before the show.' Joe says and Nick nods his head.

'Yeah, that'll be good. Going home after the show, Willow will probably be asleep so I'd rather see her before.' Nick replies.

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'Well?' Marissa asks as she makes her way downstairs with Willow balanced on her hip.

'Let's go shopping.' Demi replies.

'What did the test say, Demi?' Marissa asks.

'I'm pregnant.' Demi replies shrugging her shoulders as she grabs the diaper bag and begins to rummage through it.

'Are you sure? Like was it definitely positive?' Marissa asks.

'You bought a digital test. I took that and it said pregnant so I'm pretty sure.' Demi replies closing the bag and making her way into the kitchen as Marissa follows.

'Why aren't you freaking out? Last time this was a possibility you were a nervous wreck... Why are you so calm about it now?' Marissa asks.

'Because there is nothing I can do about it, Marissa. I'm pregnant; the test was positive and I can't change that so what's the point of freaking out?' Demi replies grabbing some muslin cloths and quickly folding them.

'How do you think Nick will react?' Marissa asks watching Demi places the cloths in the diaper bag.

'I don't know. Hopefully he won't freak out too much... There are worst things that could happen. Plus we are getting married and in a stable relationship so it could be worse.' Demi replies.

'When are you going to tell him?' Marissa asks and Demi sighs.

'Can we stop with the twenty questions.' Demi says.

'Okay... I'm sorry. Where do you want to go today? Is there anything you need to do?' Marissa asks and Demi shrugs her shoulders.

'I don't know... I just want to get out of the house for a bit.' Demi replies turning to face them both as Marissa sits Willow on the counter.

'Okay. Why don't we go for lunch and do some shopping?' Marissa suggests and Demi nods her head.

'That sounds great.' Demi replies.

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'So have you and Nick decided what you're doing for Christmas?' Marissa asks as they make their way into Carters.

'We're just going to stay at home. We want to have Willow's first Christmas in our own house.' Demi replies.

'Oh that'll be strange for your parents not having you or Dallas at home for the holidays.' Marissa says and Demi sighs.

'It's just much easy to stay at home, Marissa. I know that sounds selfish but it's so hard travelling with a baby. She's not even little anymore which makes it harder because she constantly wants to be doing something.' Demi explains.

'It's not selfish at all... Especially now you're- well you know.' Marissa says and Demi nods her head.

'We'll go visit them either before or after Christmas but on Christmas Day we'll be here.' Demi replies.

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'What about your medication, Demi? Will you have to come off it?' Marissa asks as they sit in the car on the way back to Demi's.

'No, they switched it when Willow was born so I could breastfeed and that's okay to take during pregnancy but I'll need to go see the doctor soon.' Demi replies.

'So how are you feeling about this? Now it's had some time to sink in?' Marissa asks.

'I'm terrified; what if I can't handle two kids? What if I don't love it?' Demi replies biting her bottom lip.

'Of course you'll love it... Willow wasn't planned but you love her don't you?' Marissa asks.

'Willow's different... She's my baby girl, how can I ever love anyone as much as I love her? How is it even possible?' Demi says.

'Of course it's possible... Your mom loves you and Madison doesn't she? Dallas was her first born but she still loves you two.' Marissa replies and Demi sighs.

'It's really overwhelming.' Demi admits.

'Relax, Demi... You're probably still really early on so don't freak out the now. Speak to Nick, everything is going to be just fine.' Marissa says and Demi nods her head.

'Everything's going to be fine.' She replies.