Cotes POV
We are going to Rome for our honeymoon. It's going to be so romantic and I can't wait. Before we left the party Sasha up to us. "Hey Cote." she said happily. "Sasha in so happy you could make it." I grabbed her hand and squeezed it. "I have someone I would like you two to meet before you leave." Then Angie Harmon walked around the corner. I was speechless. I've always wanted to meet Angie, ever sense I was in my 20's. She smiled. "Oh my gosh. I can't believe you brought Angie Harmon to our wedding." I said happily. Sasha and Angie laughed a little and Angie came over. "I've been wanting to meet Cote, and now Sasha finally had the decency to invite me." Angie said the last part playfully with her husk voice. Angie and and I talked for a little while, we got some pictures taken of the four of us, then they left. I turned to Michael. "Omg I can't believe that just happened." I said happily. He chuckled and put his arms around me. We left the part then headed to the air port. Michael took my hand and we walked through the airport. The press has been following us ever sense the wedding started we let Peoples, Tv Guide, and US magazines in then we let a few news crews in. It was hard to keep the others out though. We sat down in our seats in first class and waited for the plane to take of. I just sat there smiling at Michael. "What?" he asked looking at me. "I still can't believe we are married now." I said leaning on his shoulder. "Me neither." Michael kiss my head then placed his hand on my stomach "how's our little angel doing?"
"Good I guess. I wish I could tell right now but we don't have an ultrasound."
"I know you do. I set up an appointment with a doctor for the fourth day we are there" Michael pressed his lips to mine and I smiled. I looked down at my tummy. "The thing about having a baby right now...is that...we don't really get time to be a newly wed couple. We have to jump right in and become parents."
"I know but it'll be fine. We will just have to...I guess, mature faster."
"Yeah I guess so." I said looking down at my tummy. We landed in Rome then went to our hotel. Our hotel was beautiful. You could look over the city from the balcony. Michael was sitting on the bed and I went and sat next to him. I smiled deviously to my self then pounced on Michael. I pressed him against the bed and smiled at him. He smiled back and stroked my cheek. "Your so beautiful." I giggled and leaned down to kiss him. Michael rolled on top of me, being gentle so he would not hurt the baby, and kissed me harder. We made out for a little while then I fell back on the bed from exhaustion. Michael chuckled and grabbed my hand.
4 days later.
Michael pulled up to the hospital. We are going for our doctors appointment today. We got to our room the the nurse came in and started the ultra sound. "Could you excuse me for a minuet." she said. "Sure." She left the room then came back in with the doctor. "Hello Mr and Mrs Weatherly. Um Mrs Weatherly, how far along are you?"
"Four months."
"Ah I see." He put down the ultrasound thingy and turned to us. "I'm sorry but...."
CLIFFHANGER!!
AGAIN!
