David's POV
"Lift your shirt David." Ash orders me. I do as she tells me. I'm excited. I hope she tells me yes. I really want this. I know Dom and Liam will want it too.
She puts jelly on my stomach, and moves the wand around my lower stomach, when she finds what she is looking for, she points to the screen.
"There's your baby!" I squeal at her words, looking at my baby. It's a dot on the screen.it's beautiful, just like Dom was and is.
'You're two weeks along. Your baby is healthy and growing." Asha tells me printing out pictures.
Taking them from her, I smile at her. "Remember to take prenatal vitamins. And your baby will continue to grow healthy."
I nod, wiping the jelly off of me. Pulling down my shirt. I sit up. Grabbing the pictures, I stand.
Kissing her cheek. I thank her and skip out the door running into a hard chest. Looking up I see Laim's dad.
"What's got you all happy?" He questions me smiling.
Grinning hugely. I scream out knowing everyone could hear me. "I'm pregnant!"
I'm pulled into a tight hug. "I'm getting a new grandbaby!"
Footsteps sound down the stairs. Turning around I see my husband and 5 year old son running towards me.
I'm ripped from Liam's father and into Liam's chest. "Another baby! I'm going to be a daddy again!"
"But you're my daddy!" Dom sniffles with tears in his eyes. I mentally aw at the sight. My baby is so cute!
Liam gets on his knees in front of Dom. "I'll always be your daddy! You're my little boy, but don't you want a little brother or sister to play with?"
"Yes." He sniffles again. Liam wipes the tear that falls.
"You'll love having a little brother or sister." Liam kisses his cheek.
It still amazes me how a big alpha guy could be as gentle as he is. After all these years of being with him, he has never caused me any type of emotional or physical pain. He's truly a gentle giant.
I can honestly say that day in the corridor was the best day that ever happen to me. Yes the birth of Dom should be my first, but without that day, I wouldn't have Dom, Liam, a family, or a baby on the way.
My experiences made me stronger. I'm stronger because of the abuse I went through. It taught me that not everyone is what they seem to be. There are evil people in this world.
And I pray to god that my children never have to go through that.
