That Dress Won't Fit Soon

Four

Sarah sat in her car and just cried. Her head resting on the steering wheel, she just cried. She let the tears roll out of her eyes while in the doctor's office parking lot. Sarah just found out she is indeed pregnant, and now is dreading going home. She really doesn't want to tell Brendon.

Sarah decides just to drive home. There is a huge percentage Brendon isn't even home. He could be out, right. Wrong. His car is in the driveway. She let out a shaky sigh as she wiped the dried tears away, looking at herself in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes are bloodshot like she'd gotten into Brendon's weed. 

She sighed, opening her car door and getting out. Once she got into the house, she knew Brendon was in his studio. Sarah walked through the house, going to the locked door of the studio and slightly knocking. A few things ruffled inside before Brendon opened the door with a smile.

"Hey, Bab- What's wrong?" Sarah looked into his eyes and immediately started to cry. "Hey hey hey! Sarah!" Brendon pulled Sarah into the studio, sitting them both on the couch. "What the hell is wrong?"

"I-I don't want to say it..." Brendon sighed, grabbing her shoulders. 

"Babe, just tell me. Are you afraid that I'll be mad or something?" Sarah nodded. "Babe, if you didn't cheat on me, I won't be mad." He smiled at her. "Or if you killed our dogs. Then I'll be mad." Sarah looked back into his eyes, letting a single tear fall down her face.

"I-I'm... I'm pregnant..." Brendon's eyes slowly grow wide. 

"W-What? No, you're not!" Brendon sat back watching her facial features. "Sarah... Oh god!" Brendon stood up, starting to pace around the room. "What the fuck are we going to do? What am I going to do? How are we going to do this?" Brendon sits back down, looking back at her. 

"I don't know! Do you see why I didn't want to tell you?!" Brendon let out a long sigh, closing his eyes. 

"You know what? No, maybe this is a good thing." He grabbed her shoulders again. "You know, our genetics together will be amazing. And our baby will be fucking adorable!" Sarah slightly smiled. "Baby, I love you. I-I know we said we would never have kids but, maybe it's fate. Maybe this was supposed to happen now. How, how far along are you?"

"9 weeks." Sarah breathed. 

"In around seven months we'll have a baby. A Urie baby. A little human mixed with the both of us. Hey, if fate is on our side, the kid won't be the Tasmanian devil!" Brendon laughed, making Sarah smile. "There's that beautiful smile!" He slowly brought Sarah into a hug. "I love you, babe."

"I love you too..."