So, That's Your Dad? (Freddie Mercury)

Chapter Fifty Nine: Songwriting

       It was early in the morning when I forced myself out of bed. I rubbed my eyes as I was dressed casually for the day. This has been my first day off in a month, and I still have to wake up early. But that doesn't matter. Today in important. I shake Rami and I am successful at waking him up. "Good morning." I tell him and we kiss for a moment. He gently pushes me off of him and steps out of the bed. I am sure that we will be leaving soon. He only takes five minutes to get ready.

       While he was in the bathroom, I stared myself in the full body mirror. Truthfully, I had a love and hate relationship with my baby bump. I loved it because I was carrying my child. But I also despised it because it made me look so awkward. Most people probably saw a really young, pregnant girl in a military uniform. But right now I look like a pregnant person. I never thought this would all happen so soon. "Babe, do you think I look fat?" I asked Rami. I wanted him to be honest. There are times when he can be too nice to me. "Of course not. You look beautiful." He replied, then walked over and wrapped his arms around me.

       I blushed as he kissed me on the cheek. We both stared at each other in the mirror. Approximately twenty weeks of pregnancy has lead up to this. It really has gone by so fast. Our little one will be living on earth with us before we know it. I was going to find out something that would determine my whole preparation process. However, I won't know anything officially until the reveal party. Rami and I agreed that we want to be surprised. Rami and I then looked at each other. "Are you ready?" He asked. "Yeah." I replied.

         I locked hands with my husband as he was driving down the road. We were now minutes away from the doctor's office. I don't know why I was holding his hand so tightly. But I was. It would probably be bruised by the time we get out of the car. He noticed evantually and gave me a smirk. "Are you nervous, honey?" He asked me. I giggled. "How can I be nervous for something I won't know for another two weeks?" I asked him. He nodded because he knew that I was right.

       Rami parked the car and turned the key. I exhaled slowly because I was so overwhelmed. Maybe he was right, I was a little bit nervous. I was only worried about my baby being ok. That's all I wanted to know right now. "What are you hoping we have?" I was curious. "A girl." He answered with a smile on his face. "Really? What would you want to name her if they were a girl?" I continued on. "Tiffany two." He answered. I shook my head and snickered at him as he opened the door for us. "But seriously, we need to talk about baby names." I tell him. "Fine. I really like the name Elise." He said. I did not know what I thought about it. It was a pretty name, I just didn't see my daughter being named that. I had to meet her.

       It only took ten minutes in the waiting room until we were called into the room. It was the last one on the right. Rami sat next to me while I laid down on the table. I lifted up my shirt and the cold gel was applied to my stomach. I almost shivered because it was also very cold in here. It's early December and my stupid ass forgot to wear a jacket. "Ok, so the baby is right there." The nurse said and I could hear the heartbeat. To me it was very loud and blasting in my ears. But that's alright. That confirms the little one is fine. "As you can see there's a head right there, and a little body follows." The nurse narrated. I could see it all even though it was blurry.

       I saw the baby for a few more minutes until the screen shut off. "Would you like your results?" The nurse questioned. I shake my head. "We plan to be surprised at the gender reveal party. So my brother is going to pick them up at the end of the day." I explained. The nurse completely understood and walked away.

       An hour goes by as we are on our way home. I stopped the car right in front of the gate to the house. The security guard recognized my car immediately and opened the gate. I then pulled into the driveway right in front of the house. I get out of the car and knock on the door. It was already cracked open. Which I thought was kind of odd since my father always felt he had to be on edge these past few years. "Come in!" I hear my dad shout from what sounded like the living room.

       Rami and I stepped inside and started to walk down the long hallway. A minute later I met my dad and all of his bandmates sitting in the living room. This was the first time in awhile that I have seen something like this. And they were talking in a civil manner. Am I in an alternate universe right now? All four men smiled at the two of us as soon as we all made eye contact. "Hey dad, and uncles." I greeted and we both took a seat. "Hey Tiff, hey Rami. How are you guys?" My uncle John asked us.

       "Fine. We just got back from my latest sonogram. They know the gender, but as you guys know Ben is picking up the results and planning the party." I explained. My father did not look that impressed. I understand since he's the grandfather and he really does want to know. But he's going to find out the same time that we do. We all just have to be patient. "Well I hope it's a girl." John said and both Brian and Roger agreed with him. "I'm going to have to disagree, I hope it's a boy." My dad said. I am happy to know that this debate will eventually come to an end. I wanted to change the subject.

       "What are you guys up to?" I wondered. "Well we're writing a song. This is the last one we need to finish before we start recording." Brian answered. I smile with excitement. "That's interesting. Does it have a title yet?" I wondered. "Yes, it's called I'm Going Slightly Mad." My dad replied. "Oh dear." I replied then chuckled. "Oh that's really good, put that in there!" My dad said enthusiastically. I laughed because I thought that it was just stupid. However, there have been times when I did contribute to a few songs. Such as The Miracle, and all I did was list a bunch of sites I have seen around the world. So I wouldn't know how it would fit in until it's done.

       Minutes go by and they lead to an hour of just everyone talking. Rami may find it boring, but I was always intrigued to see the band writing a song. The things that would come out of thier mouthes would either come across as funny or foul. My dad walked over and took a seat right next to me. It had seemed like forever since I last saw him. I smiled and hugged him. I missed him even though it had only been a week. Being an adult is really hard. Part of me wishes I could still be living here or in the house in LA, acting a fool with Joe. But I also enjoy my freedom. That freedom can also be very time consuming, and it can cause me to get caught up with other things such as work and my child on the way. I need to go back to seeing my parents more often.

       This was a moment that I don't think I would ever forget. He placed his hand on my stomach. I felt so huge even though the child is not even fully developed yet. I could feel him or her kick. But they were being more active than they normally are. To the point where it was starting to hurt. "Ouch!" I yelled. My father chuckled and let his hand go. "Well, he obviously has a favorite and he hasn't been born yet." My dad commented. I smiled at him and laughed. "You really want a grandson, don't you?" I asked. "Yeah I do. I don't mean to make you sad, but before you were born, I tried to have a child twice. They both ended up being miscarriages and they were boys." My dad said. This was the first time he ever brought this up. It made me upset seeing the pain in his facial expression. "Dad, I'm so sorry." I said. "Don't be. I may often think about you having two older brothers from time to time. But things do happen for a reason. I don't know, maybe my grandson will be one of them reincarnated." He said and chuckled. "Maybe so. But don't worry, you have Ben and Joe to make up for them." I joked. He sighed in response.

       "I understand. But I know that I will see them again one day." He said softly.