You're my doll

Lonely

Brian's pov:
I smiled widely seeing seeing my new baby boy being lifted up, even though he was covered in blood and all that gross stuff he was still beautiful to me. I held Trixies hand close to me as I got more excited, yet she kept her tight grip on my hand still.

I looked at her confused and noticed her whole face went pale. I softly put my hand on her shoulder and called her name a couple times, but I didn't get a response. I started to get more worried since her eyes looked at one spot blankly, until all of a sudden she fell back and passed out.

Well this skyrocketed my anxiety even more.

"Trixie!! Oh god cmon get back up!!" I felt tears well up in my eyes as I held her hand even closer to me, I then got pulled away and ushered out of the room before the door shut behind me quickly. I knew just from the feeling in my gut that this wasn't good.

I tried to open the door but it was locked, full on panic mode set in cause I didn't know what the actual hell was going on. Giving up on trying to open the door, I started pacing around the hallway to see if I could try and calm myself down.

Eventually after almost an hour of pacing I got tired and sat down. Its was about four in the morning at this point, and now I'm completely exhausted. I sank into the chair a bit and tilted my head back closing my eyes. Hoping that all of this is just a dream, and I'll wake up on the couch tomorrow seeing my gorgeous Trixie peacefully sleeping....

"D-daddeeeeeee, daddeeeee!" I heard a soft squeal and something poke the side of my face. I groaned lifting my head up before coming face to face to my sweet little girl.

"Well hi there princess...I didn't expect you to come so early..." I yawned rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. She giggled holding onto my shirt as my mom came around holding two cups of coffee.

"Brian honey it's ten...I let you have another two hours since it looked like you needed it when I came in...why are you out here anyways?" I looked over at the clock on the wall and sure enough, it was ten thirty.

"Oh man...I didn't think I slept that long...and I don't know...everything was kinda a blur last night...I think Trixie went into labor..." I said sleepily taking the cup of coffee my mom gave me. She gave me a look of surprise as she sat next to me.

"Why didn't you call or anything?" She asked as I took a sip of my coffee, slowly everything from last night was coming back to me, and now I know why I'm out here.

"Cause it was two in the morning ma...I'm not gonna disturb you at this time...I didn't even see my son yet up close...guess I was too tired to function..." I sighed lightly bouncing Katya on my knee. I looked over at the door to Trixie room and I felt my heart shatter a bit. I still have no idea what happened, and I'm worried to find out.

"Well we can go over and see him now, that way you can wake up a bit more and stretch a bit" my mom said as we got up again. I agreed and got up lightly stretching. I felt so stiff from sleeping in that chair, that I feel like I need to crack my back just to feel less like a piece of wood.

We walked over to the nursery and I looked into the room to find Trixies and my last name. I scanned through all the tags before I spotted the familiar 'Mattel/Mcook' tag. I smiled looking at the blue bundle as he peacefully slept. I looked at him more and I noticed he got more of Trixies facial structure, soft and lightly round jawline, cute button nose, and hopefully bright blue eyes too.

"God...how did I get so lucky again..." I mumbled to myself as I looked at him more. I heard my mom laugh lightly before turning to me.

"You got a divorce and found a better woman, that's how" I rolled my eyes at her holding Katya closer to me. For the most part she's not wrong, my life is happier now that I'm not dealing with a bitch of a wife. I guess I should've known things were bad at the start since my mom never liked her, but she's completely in love with Trixie, guess I made a good choice.

"Yeah...I just hope Trix is ok...completely passed out of me and now I'm a nervous wreck..." I sighed looking down as my mom put her hand on my back.

"Brian sweetie...is that why you slept outside the room..." I sadly nodded before looking back up at my baby boy. I guess this is what Trixie was worried about all along, something like this.

"Yeah...all i want right now...is to know that she's ok...and I'll feel better..." I felt a tear fall trying to keep my anxiety from acting up again. I didn't notice that Katya was tugging on my shirt until I heard her squeal to get my attention. I raised a brow and looked down at her to see her softly smiling at me.

"D-daddeeee...w-wuvvvv...m-m-mommeeee" and that's when the dam holding all my tears broke. I held Katya close to my chest letting silent tears fall, she really knows how to get me to show my soft side.

"Yes baby...daddy loves mommy so so much...I'm so proud of you...and you know what...she loves you with all her heart..never forget that..." I sniffed softly kissing her cheek. I felt her smiled and nuzzle into my chest.

"M-m-mommeeeee...w-wuvvvv" the little pieces of my heart that were broken slowly started to patch up. If it wasn't for my little Russian princess I wouldn't be as happy as I am now at this moment. It gave me hope that everything was gonna be ok...