Pressure - XXI.

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Entering Brazos County instantly put a damper on Hov's mood. His car was filled with silence as he passed his old high school, and the neighborhood he once grew up in. Now that he was back in Texas, he was wishing he had stayed in Miami just a little longer.

He came to a traffic light, using that free time to look around only to notice how much things haven't changed. He found himself in deep thought until he noticed the black Tahoe pull up next to him.

Leaning back in his seat, he gripped the .40 glock which was resting in his lap and took a short glance at the mysterious truck next to his.

Seeing the tinted windows and Police written on the side of the truck in bold letters made him clinch his jaws, but he kept his hand on the gun just in case he felt that he needed to use it.

Upon coming back to Texas, Meek and the rest of his crew had already mentioned to him that the cops were still hot. Meek would watch from afar as the cops would ride pass Hov's house for hours, waiting on him to return home so they could bust him, but he was smarter than that.

He knew in order for him to come back into the city, he would have to change locations. It wasn't a problem at all to clean out his house and move his cars to a safe spot because he had multiple homes.

Hov had a safe house in the best Suburban area in the city. It was a gated community and no one could enter without some type of verification that they stayed there or was visiting someone that lived in the area. He couldn't even remember what the house looked like because he rarely had to stay there unless he was in extreme danger.

But that wasn't stopping him. He was back in Texas for a reason and he wasn't going to let anyone else run him out of his city.

When the light turned green, he watched as the Police drove off and he followed behind it, even taking a different route to get to his destination so he could lose the cops. He wasn't sure if the cop was on to him or not, but he wanted to be sure.

With his hand on the gear, he could feel her put her hand over his and interlock their fingers. Her lips came to his neck making him grin on the inside, while still showing a face with no expression.

"We're back already?" Beyoncé questioned, wiping the sleep out of her eyes.

She had been asleep for half of the eighteen hour drive, only waking up when she was hungry or had to pee. She looked out the window, taking in the scenery that she missed so much.

"Yeah, just in time for your doctor appointment." Hov announced. She had forgotten all about her appointment, which she had scheduled as soon as she found out she was pregnant. She didn't even realize it, but it was the perfect timing.

"Oh yeah," She sighed, "I almost forgot."

They arrived to her doctor's appointment, parking his car farther out than usual. They sat in the waiting room for no more than ten minutes when her name was called.

They gathered her blood pressure and weight before taking a urine sample and putting them in a room until her doctor walked in.

Things were quiet between the two. Hov was deep in his thoughts again so Beyoncé left him alone. She was stuck in her thoughts also, wondering what would happen when she see her friends and loved ones.

"You a'ight?" She heard, making her look up from the parent magazine to stare into the eyes of her lost boyfriend.

"I'm fine, kind of nervous."

"Why?"

She aimlessly shrugged her shoulders, not knowing why she was feeling a way all of a sudden. She could feel jitters in her stomach as she waited patiently for her doctor to arrive.

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