Love Prevails (Kris Bryant)

27| What to Expect When You're Expecting

McKayla

After taking care of the Cardinals we were having no such luck against the Mets. The spark has dulled and they were almost like a different team. I was feeling tired during game four so Kris insisted I stayed away from the field as much as possible.

I find myself at Darya's place as the boys warm up for the game. We were talking about how the mood around the boys has changed. Again, they're young, so they have yet to deal with the lows along with the highs they've experienced.

"It doesn't help when Dexter is on his period the same time I am" she joked and I almost lose it. That was so funny. But my laughter trails off when I try to joke back but I couldn't remember the last time I had my period.

"Are you okay" she asks.

"I think I'm pregnant" I whisper and she nearly spits out her drink.

"Excuse me" she asks.

"I am almost certain I'm pregnant" I reiterate. She lets out a squeal and claps her hands together frantically. Their little eight month old girls claps her hands from beside Darya mimicking her moms actions.

"Lets get you a test to know for sure" she announces going to the bathroom and handing me three pregnancy tests. I take them and wait what feels like hours. The timer on my phone goes off and I feel my heart stop. I walk in the bathroom to see three sticks with the word "PREGNANT" plastered on them. I let a smile spread across my face because no matter how scared I am, I always dreamed of having a family with Kris. I would make sure I am nothing like my parents and give my kids everything they need to be successful. I would love them unconditionally and always put them first.

"So... what does it say" Darya yells.

"I'm pregnant" I reply and she rushes into the bathroom.

"Congratulations, I'm so happy for you" she says pulling me into a hug, my smile never fading. I ask her a bunch of questions about being pregnant and how to keep myself and the baby healthy. I stoped taking pain medicine a while back so hopefully that didn't affect anything. She tells me to make a doctors appointment to be extra really sure and to see how it's doing.

"Wait... how do I tell Kris" I wonder.

"Wait till after the game. No matter the outcome tell him after. He's going to be so excited" she cheers.

"I hope so. We've talked about having a family for so long and I hope he meant it all" I sigh.

"Of course he does. He's obsessed with you, I wish my husband talked about me the way Kris talks about you. You guys have been through it all together and now you have this gift to bring you even closer, if that's even possible" she states. We head to the game and I watch from the stands even though Kris didn't want me to. I wasn't in the dugout so I technically did as he asked. Good thing too because they lost and came short of capturing the pennant for the first time in forever. I go home and wait for Kris to get home, I couldn't help but be nervous.

Eventually the door opens and he places his stuff on the ground. He grabs a water and sits next to me on the couch.

"Can I have a hug" he asks ever so softly. I feel my heart break as his watery eyes meet mine. I know he wanted this bad and gave it his all until the very last out. Knowing you're best isn't good enough, it hurts. I wrap my arms around him as he rests his forehead on my shoulder and I hear him sniffle. I start crying because I absolutely hated seeing him like this. As bad as this sounds I'm happy I wasn't awake for a while after the accident because I know he was a mess and I wouldn't be able to handle it.

"Why are you crying" he asks.

"Because you're crying ya doofus" I joke and he laughs. We let go of each other and wipes ourselves up.

"There's something I need to tell you" I start and he turns to me. I take in a deep breath before letting it out. I can do this.

"My whole life I promised that I would be nothing like my parents. That if I had a kid I would give them my all, my attention and love and care. Not a night will go by that they'll miss a meal or question if I truly love them. I'll tell them and show them how happy I am their are in my life. They would be able to come to me when they need guidance and affection and I won't hesitate to give it to them. And the best part is I would be able to do it with you, your family would love them always spoil them. You will be over protective like you are of me. When you come home from games you'll come home to a family that loves you win or lose, high or low. We will be proud of our kid because whatever they do they'll put their all in it. And as it turns out we'll get to start making our family dreams come true really soon" I smile. It takes him a second to understand but something clicks and his dark demeanor turns bright. He smiles that smile only I get to see as he sprints up off the couch.

"Wait you're pregnant" he yells and I nod.

"Oh my god you're pregnant. I'm going to be a dad. You're my baby mamma" he yells. I laugh as he jumps up and down yelling incoherent words around the apartment. He lifts me off the couch and spins me around before placing me on my feet and placing a kiss on my lips. I could feel everything, the excitement, the happiness, I felt it all.

"I just went from borderline questioning my existence to happiest man alive. You're always my source of happiness but this is next level. I mean I have no words that can explain what I'm feeling right now. I love you so much" he finishes looking in my eyes.

"I love you too" I say with a big smile on my face.

"I can never lose with you" he comments and I start to blush.

"Now what" I ask and he laughs.

"I have no fucking idea. Maybe we should look for a place by a school with room for a baby. I mean I love it here but I can't see us raising a family here" he admits.

"Yeah, that's true. I can already see all the accidents waiting to happen. There's a lot to figure out but we still have a few months to do so" I shrug. He wraps his arms around me before kissing my head and resting his chin on top.

"You're not going to be like your parents, I promise. I know you're probably freaking out and I don't want you to. I want you to have a healthy and easy pregnancy and for the baby to be safe. Anything you need just say the word and I'll drop everything to help. I promise" he says.

"Can we go to bed, I'm tired" I ask and he laughs.

"Of course, lets go" he says grabbing my hand and pulling me into the bedroom. As we lay under the covers I can't help but to think what life will be like a child and if we're ready. But there's no way to correctly prepare for a child. I know that when I get stuck I know of dozens of mothers to call when I need help including Sue who is the best mother of all. And when all else fails I'll have my muse right beside me.

"You know my families Thanksgiving is back home, right" Kris asks.

"I kind of assumed it was" I mumble.

"Are you gonna come with" he asks.

"Of course I am. Going pass that house will be hard as hell, but I don't care. They don't control me anymore, I was perfectly fine without them until now anyway. I have a lot to be thankful for and nothing's going to stop me from expressing that" I say.

"I don't want you getting upset or being uncomfortable. We can just stay home if there's a chance of something going wrong" he suggests.

"You deserve to see your family, I won't be the reason you won't see them. Plus I miss them and would love to catch up" I assure him.

"I'm glad to hear that. Maybe sometime over break we can go out to Boston and you can show me around" he suggests and I smile.

"That'll be cool. You would love Boston" I admit. We talk for a little until I drift off into his arms.