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26 weeks pregnant

Darcy was sitting on the ground with a tub of ice cream as she scrolled through Netflix to try find something interesting to watch,

"Please tell me that's not the same tub of ice cream?" Christian asked as he jumped over the couched and landed above the blonde who handed him a spoon,

"I just got this one so don't make me feel bad now you dick," she pouted as he let out a laugh and saw that she had chosen to rewatch Suits for what felt like the fifteenth time,

"You still watching this, watch these kids become lawyers," he joked as the two had this bet on what professions their children would do and the person who was closest got to choose their next holiday once the boys left the house,

"No no at least one of our kids are going to be in sports," Darcy protested since she had placed her bet on sports given the fact that both her and Christian lived for different sports,

"Watch is get an accountant and a cook or something," the older American let out a snort thinking that it would have definitely been entertaining,

"As long as our boys are happy it's all I want, but if we make a boring accountant I'm divorcing you," she responded with a mouthful of mint chocolate chip ice cream,

"Don't we first need to get married first?" Christian teased with a smirk as he watched the young blonde turn a bright shade of pink,

"Well if our boys are in college then let's hope we were married by then, and also last time I checked you were the one who said you liked the ring of Mrs Pulisic," she shot back in a playful tone as he picked up a cushion from behind her and threw it at her,

"Ow," Darcy groaned as she let the tub of ice cream into her legs as she clutched her stomach,

"The boys being active again?" He asked knowing that the boys were usually very active yet this was the first time where she felt any form of pain,

"This is different, it feels like Braxton Hicks," she said still feeling unsure as to what she was feeling,

"You sure they aren't something else?" Christian had gathered pretty quickly that Darcy was a tough cookie so this kind of reaction from her definitely wasn't normal,

"Yea I'm sure I think," since Darcy knew the different complications that the past pregnant woman had gone through in her family she wasn't prepared to rule anything out just yet,

"Firstly sit up here with me and then if at any point you think these aren't Braxton Hicks you tell me okay?" Christian felt that they should have gone to the hospital but if Darcy said no then it would be a mission to get the pregnant women there in once piece without her killing anyone,

"You've got yourself a deal Mr America," the young blonde was still able to try crack out a joke despite her being in pain.

"Okay so remember how we said that if I started feeling worse then we would go to the hospital?" She asked the older boy as another contraction came resulting in her squeezing his hand,

"Well let's just be thankful I don't do a sport that involves my hands too much, but yes I do remember this conversation," Christian joked as she instantly dropped his hand feeling bad for using it as a pain reliever,

"Well these aren't feeling like Braxton Hicks no more so lets get mama to the hospital," she tapped her belly as he turned off the tv giving her his full attention,

"You're having these babies?" He asked feeling incredibly concerned as she shook her head,

"I am not having these kids now, they are way too premature to even consider surviving," as much as Darcy didn't want to be negative now she knew that premature twins were common but she still refused to have them whilst she was still in her second trimester,

"Okay so let's get going then," he got up leaving the girl on the couch as he walked off,

"Christian, one help me up and two you're walking toward the back door," she pointed out with a giggle as he turned around and grabbed her hand,

"To the hospital we go," he marched to the front door making sure he didn't leave his baby mama.

"Okay so firstly these were real contractions," Dr Jones explained to the couple who looked at each other with wide eyes,

"What's the second part?" Christian asked as Darcy let out a snort,

"Let him finish and we might find out," she mumbled as her doctor smiled seeing how the couple were together,

"And then secondly is that I'm putting you on medication for the next three weeks to one help the kids lungs develop and two hopefully stop the contractions as a whole, but if they continue to happen then I want you on bed rest for three weeks, so I'll then be seeing you in six weeks time," the doctor explained as the couple nodded,

"You just can't get enough of me now can you?" She joked which resulted in Dr Jones chuckling before he walked out to start her check out papers,

"I'm going to be seeing a lot more of that couch now," Darcy added as she looked up to the older boy who still refused to let go of her hand,

"More? You practically live on that thing," he chuckled to himself as the young blonde scoffed,

"If I wasn't on pain killers I'd be offended," the Scot let out a yawn as he smiled,

"How about you sleep in the car instead?" He asked in a pleading tone as he then realised that the girl was already long gone.

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