TONY'S POV

I rolled out of bed the morning before tour, determined to work today. I knew the guys were going to relax today, but I wanted to do something special. I wanted to surprise Piper. I'm going to paint Mia's room, put together her crib, and decorate it so my beautiful wife won't have to worry about a thing.
"I'm going to my appointment, then to grab some last minute things for the tour." Piper said as she pulled a shirt over her belly, that was surprisingly big for her being only 20 weeks. "Can you pack my bag too, please?"
"Of course I can." I said. I leaned down and kissed her soft lips slowly. "You and Mia be safe today, okay?" I placed my hand on her stomach, feeling Mia kick. She's going to be an all star soccer player.
"We will." She said, then squeezed my hand. She grabbed her purse, and I waited until I heard the door shut before getting dressed quickly.
This is the last tour Piper gets to go on with us until Mia's born. I can't wait to bring Mia to shows with me, and teach her how to play the guitar. I never thought I would be so excited to be a dad, but the more I fell her kick and see her grow, the happier I get. I married the perfect girl, and she's going to be the perfect mother.
Traffic was horrible. I could barely get out of the Lowes parking lot to get home. I really hope Piper's alright, driving around in this traffic. She really has pregnancy brain, and I don't want something to happen to her.
If I can get home in the next thirty minutes, I can still be finished with Mia's room by tonight.
I got to the stop sign right by our apartment complex, and I have the right of way. I stepped on the gas, trying to get home...

PIPER'S POV

Okay, so we're going to need more toothpaste of course. Tony always forgets to pack toothpaste, every single tour. I'm always rushing to get it to him before he leaves. Maybe I should grab some snacks, too. Mia really has me craving spicy foods, but also Nutella. Oooooh, I wonder what that would taste like together...
My phone rang from my purse. I pulled it out, and saw a number I didn't know. The area code is San Diego, so I wonder who this could be?
"Hello?" I said into the phone.
"Is this Mrs. Perry?" A rushed voice asked.
My heart dropped, assuming the worse. "Yes, who is this?"
"Hi, Mrs. Perry, I'm calling to tell you that your husband, Tony, got into a very serious car accident and is being transported to Sharp Memorial Hospital, where he'll need to have emergency surgery."
I felt my eyes swell with tears. "I'm on my way." I said, hanging up quickly. I left my basket and ran out the doors as fast as I could.

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