Whiskey princess (Pierce the Veil Mike Fuentes fanfic)

(6)Hold on Till May

~Ash~

I have been sick for 8 days now. I've lost a lot of weight too. Mike has tomorrow off and promised that he would find a way to make me feel better. He's tried convincing me to go to the hospital numerous times, but I don't want to go. He was sitting up with me again for the 9th night in a row.

"Babe, when was the last time you had your period?" he asked curiously. I had stopped vomiting and was waiting for the next round.

"I don't know, last month?" I said as more of a question. He looked relieved to hear that but I realized that it had been longer than that.

"You don't think that maybe I'm-"

"We'll have to find out, princess." he cut me off and I was sick again. He immediately got the keys to the van and went to go get some tests. I stayed behind and continued to vomit. Mike got back and handed me the tests. I shut the door and started panicking when all of the 5 tests I used came back positive. I threw them away and ran out of the bathroom. I fell onto the couch crying. This can't be happening. I'm positive Mike isn't ready for a kid. I know I'm not. How am I supposed to tell anyone this?

~Mike~

I had gotten the tests for Ash and she started crying. I went into the small bathroom and looked at one of the pregnancy tests that she had used. It had a small + on it, and I knew she was pregnant. I went over to where she was crying on the couch and held her.

"This can't be happening." she sobbed.

"But princess, it is. It's okay. Don't you want this?" I asked her. Knowing she was carrying my child made me love her even more.

"Mikey, of course I do. But are you ready for this?" she said looking up at me. I kissed her softly,

"I'm ready for this if you are. I'm not going to leave you when you need me." and with that I took her back to the bunk so that she could lay down more comfortably.

"What should we tell the guys?" I asked her.

"Can we tell them in the morning? I'm still trying to comprehend this myself." she whispered as she curled up against me.

"Of course, my whiskey princess." I told her as she fell asleep. I stayed up playing with her hair. She has to be like a month pregnant by now. That was the only time we did something, and she was a virgin before then. She needs to see a doctor soon.

In the morning I got up and started making Ash breakfast. She might not like it, but she needs to eat, or she might hurt the baby. I took the food to her and passed Vic.

"Dude, you're whipped." he told me.

"You would do this too, if you were in my situation." I muttered to him. Ash was awake and she ate everything I had for her without problems. We decided to tell the group later today.

~Ash~

When I had woken up, Mike brought me breakfast in the bunk. I was starving and quickly ate all of it. He made sure I was going to be okay for the millionth time before finally leaving to go get some groceries with the guys.

"Why's he acting all weird?" Laura questioned me. I knew that I had to be over a month pregnant, but I showed no signs other than the sickness, and the vomiting was easy to blame on bad food. I must have spaced out because Laura asked the question again.

"Ash? Why is Mike being so weird?" she said again. I just looked at her. I couldn't keep the secret, but I had promised Mike.

"Well I will tell you when the guys are back. We wanted to tell all of you at the same time." I said cautiously.

"Are you two getting married?" she squealed with excitement. I ran out of the room and was sick again. Mike came back and waited until I was done to take me out to where the guys were. They were waiting for the news. I thought I was going to be sick for a whole new reason.

"So uh, Ash and I wanted tell you that um." Mike was stumbling over his words.

"Spit it out, dude. Are you getting married or something?" Tony asked Mike. He just scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. We all sat there as Mike stumbled over his words more.

"No, its not that. Uh, Ash has been sick because, well, she's um." he looked down at his shoes.

"I'm pregnant." I blurted out. Mike looked relieved that someone had finally said it and everyone else just stared at us. Laura was the first to speak.

"When did you find out? And how long do you think you've been, you know?" she asked, not daring to say the word pregnant.

"Last night, and probably over a month." Mike responded for me. I looked at him gratefully and Vic told everyone to get in the van. It wasn't until we showed up in the parking lot of the hospital that I realized Mike had planned to take me to the doctors anyway, thinking I wasn't going to get better from my, at the time, mystery sickness. Mike insisted on carrying me inside, and the doctor did everything necessary to make sure that I and the baby were okay.

"You have been pregnant for almost 3 months ma'am you are due in may. Did you really only find out last night?" the doctor asked looking puzzled. Mike explained for me, "Um, we went to a few parties over the last two months and ya, we were drinking. Really heavily, actually. And I was wondering if that would hurt the baby."

"The child is perfectly fine. Just keep a balanced diet, and no alcohol or cigarettes until after the baby is born. Go to the nearest hospital with this if you have any questions or problems." the doctor said handing Mike a slip of paper with all of the immediately necessary information on it. He looked at me.

"Once chased a bottle of asprin with a bottle of vodka in a suicide attempt?" he read from the paper.

"I had a headache." I said plainly.

"Babe, you've tried shit like that 17 times?"

"Not important. Can we talk about it later?" Mike picked me up and carried me out of the hospital and we went back to the van and got ready to leave for the next venue. I had been everywhere on this tour. I wonder where the baby will be born?