Not So Pleasant Surprises 11/?

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Title: Not So Pleasant Surprises (11/?)
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
Chapter 9a
Chapter 9b
Chapter 10

CHAPTER 11

Gerard stepped out of the shower and toweled his hair dry a bit.  He stood in front of the sink, rubbing the steam from the mirror with the end of the towel.  He starred at his image. 

His image… if he didn’t go through with this, his image would be tarnished forever.  The band's image would be.  There would be no going back if he didn’t go through with this.  He would have sealed the deal for all of them.  Lindsey and Jamia would be the laughing stock of the free world.

His mind turns to Frank.  The two of them hadn’t said another word about the situation after their romp the night before.  They left it as it was.

He checked the time on his phone…5:15am.  He quickly dried the rest of his body and put on his clothes.  He walked out to find his shoes.  He felt his familiar pang of nausea but it was lessened by the prescription the doctor had given him. 

“Humph,” he thought, “thank god I can actually keep a drink of water down.”  Gerard mumbled to himself.

“So the medicine’s working?”  Frank asked from the dark bedroom.

“Fuck!”  Gerard yelped dropping his phone.

“What the hell are you doing awake… and in the fucking dark?” Gerard asked flipping the light on.

He noticed Frank was fully dressed and ready to go.

“Why are you dressed?”  Gerard asked.

“Well duh, I can’t let you go do this alone.”  Frank told him, strapping his watch to his wrist.

Gerard stood there for a minute.

“But I thought you didn’t want me to do this.”  Gerard put his shoes on.

“No… I don’t, but I’m not a jackass.  I’m not letting you go do this all by yourself.”  Frank said running a brush through his recently cut hair.

Gerard went to put his phone in his pocket; he jumped when he felt it begin to vibrate.

He pulled it back out and looked at the screen.  “Fuck.”

It was Lindsey.

“What?  Who is it?”  Frank said walking closer to Gerard.

“Hello… Hey!”  He tried to sound excited accidentally ignoring Frank’s question.

She was currently in Japan.

“Um, I just couldn’t sleep that’s all.”  Gerard gave as the reason he was awake at such an hour.

Gerard continued to talk to her, exchanging all the regular pleasantries, trying to act as normal as possible. 

Frank walked into the kitchen and waited.

He knew it was insane, but he wanted to be a Father.  He loved kids.  He had always wanted a house full.  He guessed he would have to wait a little longer.  He had to respect Gerard’s wishes no matter how hard it was.

Gerard walked out.

He looked at him; he could see the worry in his green eyes.  He was scared to death.

Frank stepped over to him and hugged him tight.

“I’m so sorry you have to go through all this.”  Frank said squeezing tighter. 

Gerard rested his chin on Franks shoulder and hugged him back.

“Gerard Way.”  The nurse called standing in the hallway’s door. 

Gerard whirled around in his seat.  “Yes that’s me.” 

The clinic’s waiting room was full of people.  Both men were petrified someone would recognize them.

“Come with me please.”  Then nurse instructed. 

He stood up, so did Frank.

The nurse raised her hand towards the men, “I’m sorry sir only Mr. Way is allowed back for the procedure.” 

Gerard’s eyes instantly started to fill with tears.  He was fighting them so hard but it was no use.  His hands were shaking like a leaf.   He wanted to run out the door and never come back but he knew he couldn’t.  He didn’t want to be alone.  He was scared, petrified of all the possible things that, in his mind, could go wrong.  He looked back at Frank. Frank became defensive seeing Gerard’s mental meltdown beginning. 

“Look is there any way you can just bend the rules this once.  I won’t get in the way.”  Frank assured the nurse.

“Yeah, he will stay out of the way.”  Gerard pleaded a tear streaking down his cheek.

He wiped it away quickly. 

The nurse looked at them sympathetically.  She rubbed Gerard’s arm as she spoke, “No, I’m really sorry but it’s a confidential procedure and there cannot be a third party present.  We will take good care of him.  As soon as we finish we can come out and get you.”

Frank nodded.

He grabbed Gerard’s arm and squeezed.  He could feel him trembling and it was killing him he couldn’t do more.

Gerard sniffed hard trying to be as brave as he could be.

He walked back with the nurse.  Frank watched as the door closed behind them, clenching his teeth and holding back his own tears.  It was the last time he would be near him with his child inside. 

 =

Frank sat on the steps of the clinic smoking cigarettes as if they were the size of tic tacs.  He’d smoke one in as little as two drags.  His stomach was sick.  He fumbled the cigarette looking at his watch.  He had only been waiting twelve minutes and twenty-two seconds.  He took another drag.  His cell phone rang.  He pulled it out.  It was Jamia. 

“Hey chick.”  Frank said answering the phone.

“Oh nothing… Gerard had to go to the doctor and I drove him.”  Frank said pausing as she spoke. 

“Well it’s a bit complicated.  No, here isn’t the place to discuss it.  I will tell you about it when you get home.”  He offered no more information on the matter.

She would be home in two days he could tell her then.  Yes, he would tell her.  The two of them had no secrets.  She knew about them and accepted them.  She loved Frank and in a way she loved Gerard.  She would be very supportive and be there no matter how long he grieved his loss.

Frank stuck his phone back in his pocket.  He waited patiently and continued to smoke.  He licked his finger wiping underneath his eye.  He looked at the dampened finger to see if any black came off.  Then he realized it was pointless because he didn’t wear eyeliner like he used to.  He had been a bit misty eyed and had thought it might be running down his face.  'Oh well' he thought as he wiped his wet finger on his pant leg.  He put out his cigarette on the concrete step and got up to throw it in the near by trash.  He turned and ran right into someone.

He didn’t make eye contact, he didn’t want to be recognized, “Excuse me I’m sorry.”  He said as he started past the person. 

“Hey it’s me.”  The voice said.

Frank looked up to see Gerard’s face all puffy and swollen.

“Oh shit I'm sorry I thought it would take longer than that.  I’m sorry I wasn’t in the waiting room.  Did they try to come get me?  Damn it, I am a total fuck.  I am so sorry.  I really didn’t mean to be out here when I should have been in there.”  Frank stammered and stuttered shoving his pack of cigarettes and lighter back into his pocket sort of stumbling on and off the step as he apologized.

Gerard grabbed him by the arms forcing him to look at him.  Frank looked around to see who was watching. 

“I didn’t do it.”  Gerard said with a low tone careful not to be heard.  He looked more confident than he had in days, hell weeks.

“What?  You didn’t do it?” Frank said confused not really knowing what he meant.

It suddenly dawned on Frank, “You didn’t do it?”  He said almost yelling.

“Be quiet,” He said allowing a man entering the clinic to walk by them.

He let go of Frank’s arms, “I might be digging all our graves but I just couldn’t do it.  Not after last night, and what you said.”

Frank had said several things; he wasn’t sure which one had flipped the switch in Gerard’s head.

Frank beamed and flushed a little red.  He stuffed his fists in his hoodie’s pockets and rocked back and forth on his toes.  He grinned ear to ear.

Gerard rolled his eyes at the sight. 

“Come on, retard.”  Gerard sniffed as he said it, bounding down the steps putting his sunglasses back on.

“Since I’m not puking I’ve got to eat.  I am famished.”  Gerard said walking ahead of Frank.

Frank sort of bounced along behind Gerard.

“Hurry up!”  Gerard yelled already standing at the car.

Frank sauntered up to him and unlocked his door.  He pressed up against Gerard before opening the door.  He made a kissing motion with his mouth at the other man, his lips turning into another huge smile afterwards.

“Oh good god, what is wrong with you?”  Gerard scoffed waiting for Frank to get off of him.

“I’m gonna be a daddy man and I am psyched!”  Frank shrieked with happiness.

Gerard just shook his head still waiting for him to open the door.