Please Tell Me What We Have Is Real

Spending those three days with Brian were amazing. But when I got home, I realized that I had a problem and needed to get to a doctor soon. For some reason, I was experiencing sharp pains and was getting sicker. I was beyond worried about the baby and didn't need to freak Brian out right now. The guys found out that their tour would have to be cut short because Matt's voice was cutting out again and the supporting bands wanted to end it already. Their last show was scheduled for December 18 and then they would head home. At least they would be here for Christmas. It was also Brian and I' anniversary; 12 years we would be together on that day.I decided to call Papa Gates to see if he could take me to the hospital since I couldn't even drive. Dialing the familiar numbers with shakey hands, I waited until I heard that familiar hello.

"Hello?" Came Papa's voice.

"Hey dad."

"Oh hey Chloe what's up?" He could already tell something was wrong.

"Well, I'm not really sure. Every since I went and visited Brian, I've been getting super sharp pains and I've extremely sick. I was wondering if you could take me to the hospital just to get checked out?"

"Of course I can. I'll be there in a few minutes. hang on." He said. I said okay and hunfg up and decided to put this on this outfit and pulled on Brina's sweater, then went downstairs to wait for Papa Gates to arrive. I knew Brian would call at any minute, but there was no way I was going to talk to him right now. He would become even more worried about me and then fly all of the way home.

After sitting there for a couple more minutes, the pains came back, and when I say came back I mean they were worse than they ever were.I tried moving around to get the to subside, but it seemed to aggravate Madison more and she started kicking. At this point, I could barely breath. I tried rubbing circles on my stomach and anything else for it to stop, but nothing happened.I was starting to feel a panic attack come and knew if that happened I would pass out. Low and behold, the last thing I remember is Papa Gates walking through the door into the living room before everything went dark.

When I finally woke up, I had to blink because the first thing I saw were bright lights. Then turning my head, were white walls; I was in the hospital. I was so wrapped up in my thoughts that I didn't feel someone holding my hand until said person grunted and I looked down. Looking at all to familiar tattoos, I realized it was Brian. Papa Gates must have called him. The next thing I noticed was that his hair was a mess and his lips were parted due to his face being smashed into the mattress, plus he was in an uncomfortable position. Remembering why I was in the hospital in the first place, I reached down for my stomach and was relieved that it was still there. I must have moved to much because Brian started to stir and then his eyes shot open. Seeing mine open he jumped and sat up straight, then said "hey."

"Hey baby. When did you get here?" i asked him. My voice was still thick with sleep.

"About three hours ago. You scare the shit out of dad baby. Then he called me and I about had a heart attack."

"I didn't want to worry you yet. So, I asked him if he could bring me and the pain got so bad that I passed out." I said with tears in my eyes.

"Don't cry baby, everything is okay. You just had me scared, so I got the next flight back here."

"Have they said anything yet?"

"No, they were waiting for you to wake up, which has been awhile, before they told anyone anything." He said before leaving to find a doctor. All I could think about was that I hope Madison would be okay. If not I would pin the blame on myself and that's never good.

"Ah, Ms. Andrews your awake." A doctor said walking through the door. I cringe everytime I here that last name. I can't wait for it to change.

"Yeah I am. So, what's going on?" I didn't want 20 questions,I wanted answers.

"Well, it seems as though you were so stressed that your body went into overdrive. Plus, you were dehydrated and hungry. All of this was making the baby sick as well. So we need to keep you for a couple of days for more tests and to make sure everything will be fine."

"Okay thank you." He nodded and left the room. I looked at Brian and saw him debating on saying something.

"Can you sit Brian, your making me nervous." I finally asked. He cam and sat, then pulled my face closer to his and kissed me softly.

"I love you so much, please don't scare me like that again." He said. I noticed he was stroking my stomach and it felt comforting. Madison started to stretch and then kicked his hand. His eyes lit up and he said, "I'll never get tired of that."

"Me neither. It feels so weird on the inside. I'm just glad she's okay. I don't know what I would do if something bad would have happened."

"I don't know either." He said back. We just sat there talking and enjoying eachother.Little did we know, more stuff would be thrown our way.