ONE MONTH LATER ///

There was something about just staring at the inside of a toilet that grossed me the fuck out. Like, it could be brand new, or freshly cleaned, but it literally made me want to throw up. Now, here I was staring at the inside of this toilet, heaving up the contents of all that I've eaten today. I don't what has gotten into me, but the last two days I've been feeling awful. While my head was viewing the toilet, I heard the footsteps of Vic, walking towards the restroom.

Before he walked in, I grabbed a piece of toilet paper and wiped my mouth. He walked, rubbing his eyes, "Are you okay, Livvy?"

I shot him a sarcastic glance, "Does it look like I'm okay?" I asked sarcastically and coldly.

"Sorry, babe." He bent down and pulled my hair back, and letting his rough hands rub my back.

Before I could say, "Oh hey, no problem." I felt queasy, once again letting out all that was in me. Once I was done, I got up and rinsed out my mouth, brushing my teeth afterward, and making my way back to bed. "What the hell am I sick with?" I asked Vic who had climbed back into bed with me.

"I don't know, Liv. You got sick yesterday, right? Maybe it was something you ate."

"That's what I'm thinking, but what the fuck? This absolutely sucks." I groaned, wrapping the blanket over my head. Vic lips softly kissed my forehead has he hugged me, and let me sleep.



I woke up some hours later, realizing that I had got up two more times after my puking session at 4 AM. I looked at my phone, seeing it was 7 o'clock, and decided to get up and see how today would go. I brushed my teeth for the 50th time and put on my black silk robe that Vic had got me from London this past winter.

I walked slowly from mine and Vic's bedroom to the kitchen where him and Jonah were making breakfast. I sat on one of the black bar stools at the island and watched Jonah hand Vic plates to serve. Vic looked at me and smiled, "Morning Livvy, how are you feeling?"

"Nauseous as hell." I replied blankly, looking at Jo's outfit that he picked out for school today. It looked quite nice for a 7 year old. He was wearing khaki pants, a red flannel, with his black Ramones shirt that Mike had got him for Christmas.

Jonah ran up to me and hugged me, "I'm sorry, mama. Dad will take care of you when I'm at school!"

I smiled, hugging him back. "Yup, he better." I looked at Vic and he smiled, his nose scrunched up a little.

"Were you hungry? I made plain pancakes, eggs, and bacon."

"Ugh, it smells so good. I'll take just pancakes right now. Since I have no idea what I'm sick with." He nodded, serving me a plate with two medium-sized pancakes, and setting it at the table behind me. I got up and walked to my seat, with Jo and Vic sitting in theirs, and we ate the delicious breakfast.

Vic took Jonah to school, and while he did that I laid back down, looking over the medicine that I had and figuring out how I got sick until Vic got back and laid with me for a while until Mike, Tony, and Jaime came over to do Pierce the Veil things.

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It was around 1 PM, and I had showered and dressed lazily. I was sipping on a water bottle as I watched TV in my room alone. I could hear the guys in the garage, playing their music, talking and laughing. I got up and walked over to the garage, peeking my head in. Tony noticed me and said, "Hey Liv," with a smile on his face.

Once he said my name, he garnered attention from the rest of the guys and they all looked at me happily. "Hey guys, can I steal Vic for like ten minutes?"

They all nodded, wishing me wells to get better and Vic walked over to me. I lead him into our bedroom with him asking worriedly, "Is everything okay?"

"Um, come here." I lead him into our bathroom and he looked confused. "I think I know why I'm feeling sick." I pointed to the item that was sitting on the sink and I saw his eyes grow and his mouth open wide.

"Olivia, you're-" He began to say but I cut him off.

"-Pregnant. I took the test and it says that I'm pregnant, Vic." He looked at my stomach and it seemed like our eyes watered at the same exact time. His mouth closed now, but he couldn't take his eyes off of me.

"Oh my god, you're pregnant. We're gonna have another baby." He said in almost a whisper.

I nodded, the tears falling fast as he brought me into a hug, hugging me with a nice grip. "Don't say anything to anyone, okay? No family, no friends, no band members, nothing yet. I'm gonna make an appointment with the doctor right now and see when he can see me."

"Okay, I won't say anything."

"You know my ten week rule." I was a huge believer in some superstitions, and especially pregnancy ones. I had the ten week rule which means that I have to be at least ten weeks along before we tell anyone. Anything before ten to twelve weeks was a higher risk because there was a chance for miscarriage at that point. So, even when I was pregnant with Jonah, we didn't say anything to anyone until I was ten weeks along.

"Ten weeks, got it." He was nodding, he seemed a little freaked out, and I was too.

We walked out of the restroom and he kissed me on the lips, "I love you, Olivia Rose."

I smiled, not expecting that. "I love you too, Vic."

He smiled then walked out of our bedroom and back to the garage. I sat back on the bed, sighing. I didn't know what was going to happen how. If I really was pregnant, first of all we're gonna need a bigger house. This house right now is not a place for four people; two adults, a child, and a fucking newborn baby.

I was nervous, scared, anxious. But, I was excited at the same time. Vic and I have always wanted to give Jonah a sibling, but once again, there was still so much to go through my mind right now.

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Later that night, Mike was hanging out with us as he and Vic ordered a pizza. I was feeling better, now knowing that I didn't have a stomach bug or anything, but that it was just morning sickness. It still sucked, though. I wanted to tell Jonah and see if he was excited, but I wasn't even sure of this myself.

Mike was telling us about how he went with his girlfriend Alysha to one of her photo shoots and how weird it was because she was topless and all this shit and I was sitting there bored out of my mind because I don't care for the girl. Vic saw me roll my eyes once and he started snickering a little, making Mike wonder what the hell he said that was so funny. Yoda was trying to grab scraps off of everyone, then eventually gave up and started eating his own food.

I ate my pizza slowly, not wanting to make myself queasy and raise eyebrows. "So, what were sick with Liv?" Mike questioned as he chomped on his slice.

"I think I ate something bad, but I'm okay now." I fake smiled and Vic half smiled as he looked at me.

"Oh, cool. Do you guys realize that you two have been together for two years now? Two years has already passed, can you believe that?" Mike rambled on, reminding us that it definitely has been two years since Vic and I got back together. How time flies.

"Has it already been two years?" Vic asked, grinning at the thought.

Mike nodded, explaining that very interesting week two years ago because he wouldn't let us live it down to save our lives. Then he told Jonah that Vic and I had a party without anyone and we shouldn't have and that we almost got in trouble for it. I kicked him under the table for saying that but I couldn't help it, it was so funny.

"Wow, mom and dad had a party without anyone?!" Jonah and I asked shocked.

"Yup, little dude. Without anyone, while you were in school and while I was at my house! Isn't that crazy!" Mike shouted, making me laugh even more.

Jonah got up and threw his plate away because he had to get ready for bed. He went to his room and I told Mike, "You're such a dick."

He laughed, "Is it or is it not true?"

"Maybe it was true, so what?" I answered making both of the brothers laugh in unison.



After a while, Mike left and Jonah was in bed. I was laying down in my robe again, watching some movie. Vic laid down with me after he brushed his teeth and did his nightly routine, "Did you call the doctor?"

I nodded, "I have an appointment for Friday morning at 11. Are you gonna come with me?"

He smiled, "Of course. I don't want to miss this."

"Remember when you were scared to go with me when we found out I was pregnant with Jonah?" I laughed a little, thinking back almost eight years ago.

"Oh my god, I was so scared. Because you took the test and it said you were pregnant, so waiting for the doctor to say it was like validating it. We were so freaked out."

"Vic, if I really am pregnant, we're gonna have to find another house." I looked at him and he nodded, realizing that's what is gonna have to happen.

"And find it fast." He mentioned, quietly. After a few moments of silence, he asked me, "Are you scared, Livvy?"

I chewed on my lip for a second then nodded, "Yeah, I kinda am." Once I said it, my eyes began to well up at the thought of raising a baby, a newborn baby and most likely on my own for awhile while Vic is touring. It honestly scared the shit out of me to think about doing that again. "Are you?"

"A little. Like, a new baby. A baby. It's scary to think of." It was nice to know that somehow we were on the same page of fear. I don't know how bad that was, or good, but we were in it together. "But you know what? It'll be okay. I think we're great parents. And Jonah would be excited, I feel. But, it's gonna be okay, baby."

I looked over to him and noticed how optimistic he always seemed to be. In less than two days, we were gonna find out if this was happening. If we were really having another baby. My stomach was in knots when I thought about it.

This was going to be interesting.

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It was finally Friday morning, almost 11. Vic and I were sitting patiently at my doctor's office, in the waiting room as some talk show was on the television at that hour. My leg wouldn't stop shaking, and neither would Vic's. This was the moment, the day. Our lives would be so different right when the doctor said yes or no. "Olivia?" The nurse said as she popped her head into the waiting room.

I took a deep breath and stood up, Vic standing up with me. We both walked inside the door and she told me to leave a urine sample. I did as I was told and she lead us into one of the rooms. Vic sat on one of the chairs with my purse on his lap, and I sat on the table that had that paper on it. I was terrified. He looked over to me and gave me a reassuring smile, and I tried my best to give one back.

Moments later the doctor in a white coat came in, her black hair held back with bobby pins. She gave us a warm, welcome smile and greeted herself. "Hey Olivia, nice to see you again. And you too Vic! It's been so long."

He nodded, laughing a little. "Yeah, it has."

"So, what are we in for today guys?"

I breathed in deeply then spoke. "Um, I took a pregnancy test and it said it was positive."

She nodded as she looked at her clipboard writing stuff down on a piece of paper, "Morning sickness?"

I nodded, "Yeah, for the past three days."

She nodded again, "Alright, well let's take a sonogram and see what's going on." She smiled widely as she put gloves on and told me to lay back. Vic had watched from behind me, quietly as she did so. She squirted cold jelly lubricant on the tool and told that nurse that was with her to shut off the lights.

I closed my eyes as she inserted the tool inside of me and watched the screen beside me. Vic stood up and was next to me watching the screen intently. I didn't see anything at first but then the doctor smiled and said, "Well, it looks like your pregnancy test was right, Olivia. You are in fact pregnant. It looks like you're about six weeks along. Congrats you two."

I looked at the screen for a moment as tears filled my eyes, until she turned off the machine and slipped the tool out of me. The nurse turned on the lights and the doctor said, "I'll give you two a minute." She smiled then left the room as I sat up crying my eyes out.

My hand covered my mouth as I looked at Vic. He walked over to me and wrapped his arms around me, crying too. I know we were both happy, but we were both scared out of our minds. Yeah, we were already parents, but now we were gonna be parents of two.

"Six weeks. Looks like we better get prepared, Livvy." He kissed my temple and I nodded looking into his eyes and seeing how shiny they were and filled with life.

I smiled, "Well, let's do this Vic." He smiled at me back, kissing my lips.

Notes

OH MY GOD GUYS. What do you think about the news! Did anyone suspect this from the beginning of this chapter?

Share your thoughts and concerns guys :)

Love you forever,
Amber