Not So Pleasant Surprises 9a/?

 Title: Not So Pleasant Surprises (9a/?)
Author: Kizzymie
Rating: NC-17 later on 
Pairing: Gerard/Frank and mentions of the women they keep.
POV: 3rd i think
Summary: They think they know him... but they have no idea.  The surprises just keep coming.
Disclaimer: MCR, Their wives, gf's and others are not mine.  If I owned MCR i would be rich and wouldnt be here writing this.
Author's Notes: First mpreg be gentle =)
Beta:  oh_i_swear... I suppose this is dedicated to you as well since you started my new obsession!

Chapter 1
Chapter 2 
Chapter 3 
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8

a/n:  sorry i had to divide this chapter it was too long to post =( 

Chapter 9a      

Gerard walked back to the kitchen with his empty plate and glass.  He and Frank had exchanged very few words after Mikey left.

Gerard then left the kitchen and went to the bedroom whilst Frank was still sitting on the couch.  He waited and waited.  Gerard never returned. 

Frank was getting concerned; his heart thumped.  Surely Gerard wouldn’t do anything stupid.  He’s known for self destruction, but he hasn’t been in that frame of mind in a long time.

The door to the bedroom was pulled partly closed.  He knocked lightly on it.

“Hey…” Frank called quietly.

He pushed the door open carefully, almost afraid of what he would find behind it.

He let out his breath; he hadn’t realized he was even holding it.

There he was on the bed, curled into a little ball on the bed.  He had changed into his girly pajama pants he had worn the night before and made his nest on the bed.

He was sound asleep. 

Frank’s mouth curled into a small smile.  He moved closer and knelt beside him on the bed.

Gerard looked so sweet with one hand was under his cheek the other tucked between his drawn up knees. 

Frank kicked his shoes off and he took off his damp t-shirt and threw it on top of his dresser.  He decided to get more comfortable.  He pulled a pair of shorts out of his night stand drawer.  Peeling his sticky jeans off, he quickly replaced them with the shorts.

Frank gently eased himself into a laying position beside Gerard, careful not to wake him.  He rolled onto his side facing the sleeping man. 

Frank looked at the other's closed eyes, quivering under their lids.  He noticed his nose and how it flipped up at the end.  His lips were red and puffy.  They weren’t usually that supple.  Frank couldn’t resist them.  He scooted down causing him to have to look up at Gerard’s face. 

He moved in as close as possible wrapping an arm gently around Gerard’s back and slowly hugging him tight.  He didn’t want to let go.  He pecked his lips ever so lightly. The thoughts of the tiny being inside of Gerard flooded his mind.  Never in a million years would he have ever thought it remotely possible.  But not only was it possible, it was very real, it was happening.  It almost seemed like a bad sci-fi movie.

He wanted to keep his arms wrapped around Gerard forever.  He wanted to help him, save him, protect him, and protect the little flicker that he had seen on the screen, the tiny body that had bounced around like a super ball inside the man he cuddled. 

Gerard moved from his fetal position onto his back.  Frank let go to allow him his freedom.  Frank raised himself on his elbows.  He watched Gerard’s chest rise and fall rhythmically. 

Frank caught a glimpse of Gerard’s skin; his eyes traced the band of the ivory shown by the pajamas. He definitely could see a rounding in his abdomen.  Nothing monumental but with Gerard in this position you could see his hip bones, his lower stomach curving slightly up from them.  He wanted to touch it.  He extended his hand glancing up to make sure Gerard was still sleeping.  He extended the hand farther.  He lowered it down gently onto the pooch. 

Frank moved his hand around, pushing the fabric out of his way.  He was skin to skin with Gerard’s stomach.  It made him fuzzy inside to think part of him was underneath that skin.  He'd always figured he would be doing this with Jamia. 

He was very still.  He felt the heat radiate from Gerard’s soft stomach. 

“What are you doing?”  Gerard asked.

Frank yanked his hand backwards. 

“I… umm… I’m sorry.  I didn’t mean…  I don’t know what I was thinking… I shouldn’t have done that.”  Frank stammered.

He watched Gerard take a deep breath.

Gerard just starred up at the ceiling.  He didn’t know what to say.

Frank sat up.

“What are you going to tell the doctor when he calls?”  Frank asked fumbling his fingers, still embarrassed he had been caught with his hand on his stomach.  He felt extremely stupid.

“What do you mean?” Gerard asked raising an eye brow.

“He said you needed to make a decision soon about what you wanted to do.”  Frank said still looking at his hands.

“Well I am a guy, I can’t very well be pregnant and have a baby now can I?”  Gerard asked in a smart ass tone.

Franks heart sank a little.  He didn’t know what he wanted, but he knew it was a baby and he knew it was half him. 

“Oh.”  Frank said quietly.

“Frankie really… think about it.  We have wives.  I haven’t been married but a few months, neither have you!”  Gerard raised his voice a little.

“Yeah I know, I know its crazy but I just don’t think you should do anything just yet; and technically you are not just a guy.”  Frank said looking Gerard dead in the eye.

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”  Gerard said with sheer anger in his eyes. 

He couldn’t believe what had just come out of Frank’s mouth.  How could he say that?

“No I don’t mean it like that.”  Frank said. 

“You are part of me, part of my life.  You aren’t just any ordinary guy.”  Frank said looking down at his hands, feeling a little awkward. 

He realized at that moment he had never told Gerard that.  Sure, they said 'I love you' to each other all the time, and genuinely meant it.   This was different. 

All words were silenced with one ring of Gerard’s sidekick.

Gerard’s head snapped in the direction of the ringing.  He couldn’t move.

Frank reached up and got the phone off the nightstand.  He pressed the talk button and handed it to Gerard.