Chapter 13

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I hardly slept these days, trying to get the babies' nursery together, and pick out names, or just trying to figure out what supplies I needed. I basically was sick and tired all the time, it worried Dylan along with everyone else. I was pacing around the nursery, looking at the two incomplete cribs, the very small selection of baby clothes in the closet, the paint swatches on the wall; all while my heart raced, and my mind ran in circles at a million miles per hour. I felt a drip from my nose, and quickly pulled my small shirt up to my nose, I say small, because my belly hung out the bottom of all my shirts.

I snuck to the bathroom in hopes no one would see me, I grabbed toilet paper, and stuffed some up my nose. Now my shirt had spots and puddles of blood all over it, great, how was I going to cover that up. I sighed heavily as my head swirled, I'll just take a shower, my nose should stop bleeding by then. I started the water, and pulled off my clothes, taking a moment to look at my very large belly. According to my mom, when she had checked me I was 20 weeks pregnant, 4 months, but I was huge considering I had two babies inside of me, I was now 8 months pregnant and looked like I had a large beach ball in my shirt. Needless to say I was very, very, uncomfortable, my skin was tight and it itched, flying was becoming difficult because of how large I was, not to mention how strenuous flying was on my body.

Before climbing into the shower, the muscles around my belly tightened up; damn these Braxton hicks contraction, they always took my breath away. I tried my hardest to breath in and out to work through it, but these always sent panic through me, was this it, was I going to have to bring these babies earth side before I was ready? Finally the contraction ended and I stepped into the shower, sighing as the hot water hit my aching body.

"Max?" Dylan peeked his head into the bathroom." You okay?" He must've heard all my walking around.

"Yeah I'm okay." I pulled the blood filled toilet paper out of my nose, sniffling trying to feel if my nose was still bleeding.

"Well, when you're done, I got a surprise for you." I could sense the smile on his face.

"Okay." I responded then I heard the bathroom door shut, as another Braxton hicks made my muscles tighten. I leaned against the shower wall, trying to work through it again, man I hated these.

When I could feel that my muscles had finally relaxed and my nose was done bleeding I stepped out of the shower and wrapped up in a towel. Only the towel didn't close all the way, it separated over my belly, by this point I didn't care how decent I was. I went into my room, and saw that there were bags packed on the bed, I looked around confused. As I started to get dressed, Dylan came in.

"So you ready for a vacation?" He smiled.

"What?" I laughed lightly.

"We're going on a vacation, to get you relaxed, and not so stressed out, for the sake of these babies." He placed his hands on either side of my large belly." The Flock, Ella, and your mom said they would take care of everything here, even Ben while we're away."

"How are we getting to this 'vacation'?" I squinted my eyes at him.

"Your mom got us a private jet, so we don't have to worry about other people, and so you can start relaxing the second we leave." He said reassuringly.

"How are we getting to the jet from here?" I asked.

"We'll have to fly there, but it's a short trip, just to land, there'll be a car waiting for us." He added quickly, knowing how hard flying was for me.

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