Will You Still Love Me? (MAHTW Sequel)

Chapter 27: Times Two

27:

"Have anything on the schedule yet?" I asked Austin as we laid in bed together. Last night was our first night staying in the new apartment and it already felt like home.

"We have a show coming up soon at a local venue. No tour with it, just a show but in a couple weeks they wanna put us on a new tour." He said slowly and biting his lip like he was afraid to tell me.

"I'm fine with that. I rather you get all your touring in now then wait a couple months and be gone when the baby comes." I said, turning and throwing my legs over his lap.

"That sounds like a smart way to do things. The tour will last two months though so you'll be somewhere around five months in when I get back. Then I want to take time off to be with you two." He said.

"As much as I don't want to lose you for another two months, I guess we have to." I sighed.

"This one stays in the US so you and Angel can come visit all the time." He said hopefully.

"We'll try as much as we can." I promised. "And we'll be able to go find out the gender by then too."

"What are you hoping for?" He asked, the corner of his mouth hitching up a little.

"Hmm." I murmured, biting my lip. "I want a girl, but I bet you want a boy." I guessed, he chuckled and nodded.

"Maybe a bet is in order?" He said devilishly, running his hand down my leg and back up to my thigh.

"I think so, what are the stakes?" I grinned.

"Who ever wins gets to name it." He said.

"And gets the first month of getting up in the middle of the night and diaper changes off." I added.

"Oh these stakes are stiff, you sure you're game?" He teased.

"Completely, lets shake on it." I said extending my hand to him.

"It's a bet then." He grinned. "I can't wait for little Luke to get here."

"You're not naming it after Star Wars! Ugh!"

"You better hope you win this bet then." He grinned evilly.

"I feel pretty good about it being a girl." I smiled.

He took out the iPad and started typing on it while I reached over into the side drawer and took out some nail polish and started painting my toes.

I was thinking about my next doctor's appointment and what would happen in it when suddenly it hit me, making me sit up straight in shock, I had no idea how I hadn't realized this before.

"Umm, you okay?" Austin asked, looking at me strangely. I continued to stare forward at the wall in thought. "Evan." He said, poking my shoulder. I slowly looked at him and started looking him up and down, taking in all his features and just wondering about the possibility. "Evan, what's wrong?" He asked in concern.

"What's the possibility that it'll have Marfan Syndrome?" I asked in a small voice, his face suddenly dropped.

"Shit. I didn't even think about that.." He muttered, dropping his head into his hands.

I whipped out my phone and googled the possibility, reading an article on children with it.

"According to this it has a 50% chance." I said optimistically "it's possible that it might not get it."

"With my family history what's the real possibility?" He asked miserably.

"This says when caught early and treated they can live a pretty normal life. Your life is pretty normal." I pointed out.