My Every Breath{Criss Angel Fanfic.}

~Twenty-Four~

Kc and I have been together for two years now, and the greatest couple in Vegas, I even grew my hair back out for her, sure it wasn't the length she wanted it yet, but I told her to give it a couple more years and it would be dangling down to the middle of my back again, because my hair grew like a weed on steroids...which was why I was having it cut and restyled constantly. I changed its streak colors very often just to change it up a little bit, sometimes I had it black and red, then I had it black blond and red, then I bleached it to give it medium and light blond streaks thru it with no black at all. Kc didn't seem to mind what crazy colors I made it as long as I kept it growing.

JD and Kim were still taking their relationship nice and slow, even though they were engaged, they were in no hurry to be married. Klayton and Rachel however, have been married now for almost 1 year. Where Kc and I have been married for only a few weeks, we took our engagement a little longer than we wanted to, because of my job, but she was very understanding with me. I loved her so much I couldn't stand to be away from her very long, and even when I was on the job downstairs I would call her and ask her to come down and be with me for a while, because it felt like she was millions of miles away from me, and I needed her to hold me for a while. 

She even talked her brother and his now wife Abby to come and see us for a week. Where Tommy gave us all the news of him and Abby were going to have a baby in about three more months. When we actually saw them as they entered the lobby I definitely believed them, because Abby was very pregnant. Which sort of gave me a longing as I looked at my Kc, and wondered when she would surprise me with that wonderful news...but I didn't say anything, I figured she let me know when she was ready for that step with me. I was just secretly jumping in my own skin hoping that she would tell me asap. 

But I stayed in great spirits while our brother and sister in law was with us...after they left though I went into total pouting mode and asked her a lot to have kids with me...but when she wouldn't answer me, I kind of figured she was hiding something from me...and she was. She just wanted to see me pout some more because she thought I was so cute when I whined. After a few days of groveling, she came out and told me that she was almost six weeks pregnant already...then she jokingly asked me what more did I want...because she can't double up the pregnancy. I couldn't believe it, my baby was actually really giving me a child. I was intolerable after she told me because I was waiting on her hand and foot, and always asking her how she was feeling every time I heard one little moan or grumble out of her...I knew I got onto her nerves when she threw my boot at me...but I ducked behind the door and gave her a cheesy grin and told her I loved her because I knew it was just her overactive hormones. I knew she didn't really want to beat the shit out of me because she loved me.

I told her as I crawled into bed beside her and told her sheepishly that I was glad she wasn't a very good aim. She gave a little sarcastic giggle and apologized for throwing it at me. Everyone in the family was super excited and made a poll just to see which ones of us were right on guessing the gender of our baby. Mom voted for a boy beens they ran strong in our family, JD and Kim voted for a girl just because it was a long time due to having a little girl in the family, Costa said he could see Kc having a little girl too, but he didn't care about either way. Klayton took one look at Kc and said she was going to have a baby boy. Rachel said it would probably be a boy, but she wanted to her sister to give her a little niece. Tommy even gave a long distance poll and said he wanted a nephew, beens he and Abby were having a little girl. I held onto my baby and told her I didn't care what she gave me...but she said that answer didn't count...so I gave a silly sigh and touched her tummy lightly as I kissed her neck, and told her very quickly a boy. I looked down at her and asked her what she thought it was going to be.

As she crumpled over from the pain, she said it was definitely going to be a boy, because a little girl would have more manners than to kick her mommy so hard, telling her he wanted out now. I gently rubbed her tummy again and began talking to my unborn baby telling him that he needed to behave himself and stop causing his mommy so much discomfort...shortly after I finished talking to him, and stopped rubbing on her tummy the baby calmed down and stopped jumping and kicking so wildly. I looked up at her as she told me it wasn't healthy for our baby for me to start hypnotizing him at such a young age. I stood up and gave her a smile, and told her he was just listening to his daddy. 

Three weeks later, I was rushing my baby to the hospital because she was going into labor just a little bit early, but after I magically touched her tummy, I knew when to be ready, because I got to see it all in advance, and she was giving me a son. If I managed to get thru the damned traffic soon enough to get her to the hospital before she had him in the back seat of my car.