Adopted By Dove Cameron And Ryan McCartan

Chapter 22

Ryan's P. O. V.

Dove called yesterday. She told me the Peyton was sick and had been sad all day. I tried to talk to Peyton but even over the phone you could tell she was out of it. She barely talked before giving the phone back to Dove. Dove and I said said our goodbyes as she headed to attend to our daughter. I hope Peyton is OK. Being sick is the last thing she needs.

Rocky Horror is going great. I love the musical numbers and the cast so so much. Toronto is such a beautiful city. The only thing that I hate about being here is the fact that I'm away from my family. My girls. They are my everything, but I know how important this job is, especially since Liv and Maddie ended and Descendants 2 doesn't start filming until the end of August, so one of us should be working, especially now that we have a daughter to provide for.

I've only been in Toronto for 2 weeks which feels like an eternity when I'm away from the girls. And I don't know what we are going to do when Dove starts filming Descendants 2. I'll be back home but she'll be in and out of Vancouver pretty much up until Christmas. Ugh, I wish we could all just be together!

Dove's P. O. V.

Peyton woke up 2 times last night and threw up. Both times she snuggled up to me and cried into my chest. I don't know how shes puking so much, it's not like she eats that much. When I woke up it was 9 am. Peyton was still fast asleep, but her head still felt warm. I decided to let her sleep for a little while longer. I went downstairs and made coffee before checking my email.

I was scrolling through my email and suddenly I stopped and ran to the bathroom and puked. I must have caught whatever Peyton has. It's moments like this where I really miss Ryan. He would always take care of me when I was sick. But now I have to take care of myself and Peyton. When I'm finished, I go back to checking emails. There was nothing important besides coupons for children's clothing shops.

Minutes later, around 9:30, Peyton walks down the stairs and walks over into my arms. I carry her as I make us breakfast. She gets oatmeal and I made a small fruit salad for myself. Neither of us eat very much. We decide to have another lazy day so we both lie together on the couch and watch Girl Meets World all day. I think that's her new favorite show.

Both of us get up a couple times to puke but return to the couch to snuggle with one another. I've been really nauseous all day. I'm hoping that it's from being sick, not whatever else I'm thinking about. When Peyton falls asleep on the couch shortly after eating a little lunch and taking her medicine, I run upstairs and call Ryan, but there is no answer. They're probably shooting right now. I grab Peyton's blanket from her room and head back downstairs and wrap the blanket around her. I lie down on the couch next to her and fall asleep as she snuggles into my chest.

Peyton's P. O. V.

I still don't feel good. I threw up 2 times last night. I got scared each time I threw up, it reminded me of my past. Mommy just let me cry into her chest until I fell back asleep. This morning I woke up to mommy being sick. Oh no! I hope I didn't get her sick. I waited a couple minutes before going downstairs to see her.

I crawled into her arms and hugged her tight. She carried me as she made our breakfast. Neither of us are much at all. After breakfast mom and I watched Girl Meets World and lied on the couch all day.

Both of us got up a couple of times to puke. Later both of us fell asleep after barely eating lunch and taking my medicine.

I woke up and looked at the clock. It was 5:45 pm. Mommy was still asleep. But I felt really sick and ran back to the bathroom. I puked and seconds later mommy came in to help me.

When was done she layed me down on the couch. She turned on the TV and Descendants (my favorite movie) was on. I stayed on the couch as she made me some chicken nuggets and her a salad.

We ate on the couch and watched TV until I fell asleep again around 8 o'clock. I felt her carry me up to my room but was still over half asleep. That night I only woke up once to puke. But I heard mommy on the phone, probably with daddy. But I was to tired and fell asleep again.

Dove's P. O. V.
I woke up a couple hours later to Peyton puking. I run to assist her and when she's done set her on the couch to watch a movie. I make dinner and bring it to her and we watch TV and barely eat.

She falls asleep and I carry her up to her bed and kiss her goodnight. I run to my room and dial Ryan. Begging for him to pick up. But he doesn't. I call and call for an hour until he finally picks up.

Ryan: "Dove baby! I'm sorry we've been shooting all day. Is everything ok? Is Peyton ok?"

Dove: "She's fine Ry. She's still a little sick, but fine."

Ryan: "Then what's wrong?"

Dove: "Promise you'll stay calm?"

Ryan: "That depends. Chloe what's going on?"

Dove: "I- I'm..."

Ryan: "Chloe, spit it out!"

Dove: "Ryan, I'm pregnant..."