This Love

Happy Birthday Darlin'

December 12th, 2025
Malibu, USA
Miley's POV

"Morning babe, I made you some breakfast. Well, it's just some toast. But those pain medications can make you nauseous, I can make something else if you want."

"No, I'll just have that toast." I swing my legs off the couch and prepare to stand up.

"Lay back down mommy." Leonardo says, making me laugh. "Daddy said you're not allowed to get up."

"Really Liam? You put our own kids against me?"

"For your own good." He answers, handing me the toast. "Don't glare at me, you heard the doctor. I don't wanna have to take you back because you fucked up your incisions."

"Okay, fine." I get back onto the couch and Liam covers me up.

I finish eating my toast while the kids are watching TV. Liam was next to me also. He picked up my plate and took it into the kitchen.

"Hey kids, why don't you go play outside for now. Mommy and I are gonna talk." Liam suggests, then the kids get ready and go out back.

"What now?"

"Wanna tell me what that dream was all about? It obviously upset you enough to make you cry. Please tell me."

"It doesn't matter, I'm fine now." I lie.

"You're getting choked up even taking about it, if it's bothering you that bad we should talk about it."

"It was just a dream, Liam. Dreams aren't a big deal."

"They're a big deal if they make you cry." He argues. "I don't care what you say, I care about you and wanna know what's upsetting you so much."

"I dreamt I was pregnant, okay?"

"Well...are you?"

"No, Liam. That's why I cried when I woke up. I realized it was a dream, and I wanted it to be true."

"It can come true."

"No it can't, not yet."

"Well then why'd you say you wanted it to be true if you're not ready to be pregnant?" Liam asks. "You're being really confusing."

"It's mixed emotions okay. I wanna have a baby really bad, but I don't want it to be while you're filming. But I really want a baby. I'm fucking crazy for thinking this way."

"No you're not. I want a baby too and I do agree it'd be better if I wasn't filming. I understand, maybe not as much as you, but I do. We can start trying whenever you're ready. Ya know, as soon as you're able to."

"Oh god I don't wanna start now. I'll definitely be healed before we start trying."

"Whatever works for you. I love you."

"I love you too." I say, then kiss him. "Baby? Do you think I'm gonna have scars? Ya know, where the incisions are."

"You're pretty lucky with your skin. Your stretch marks from both of your pregnancies went away, which is really hard to do."

"You can still see them."

"Yeah, if you're head is right down there. But the only head that'll ever be down there is mine. You've worn your swimsuit without anyone noticing. And the kids don't really have a filter sometimes. Besides, if anyone says anything just tell them they're badass lightning tattoos." Then I laugh.

"Fine. But scars are different, I'll probably have some."

"Who cares? They're three tiny scars. What's the big deal?" He says, making a good point.