Not So Pleasant Surprises 15/?

 Title: Not So Pleasant Surprises (15/?)
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
Chapter 12
Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

It took Gerard what seemed like, 45 minutes to throw some clothes on and catch up with Lindsey.

She had dropped her luggage and turned and walked out.  She didn’t know how to handle what she had just seen. 

“Lindsey wait, please wait.”  Gerard yelled down the hall seeing her standing at the elevator. 

She looked his way and then back at the elevator mashing the button several more times to call it back to the floor.

He could see she was crying.

He was jogging to get to her. 

She entered the elevator and he got to her just as the doors were closing.  He shoved his hand in the door to stop it from closing.

“Let me explain.”  Gerard said heavy breathed, as the door opened back up.

“Ha, that doesn’t need explaining.  It was pretty much obvious.  WHAT THE FUCK?”  She yelled at him.

He stepped into the elevator car with her.  How was he going to tell her all he needed to?

“I thought that shit was just your stage persona, your way to get the crowd going.  I can’t believe it.  I was blind as a fucking bat.”  She spat slamming her head against the aluminium wall of the elevator with a big clang.

“They told me what you were.  I said no.  I said no because you told me no.  You could have been honest with me.  I am not some conservative person that would have tried to exercise your demons.  Did you marry me as a ruse?  Am I your cover up?  Well am I?”  Lindsey asked black tears streaking down her face.

“No baby, I swear you are not a cover up.”  Gerard said in the most sincere voice possible.

He walked near her and tried to reassure her.

“Well what is going on?  How long has this shit been happening?  I don’t even know why I’m asking that.  I already know the answer.  I know how long you have been acting out that shit on stage so I would imagine it was about the same time frame; am I right?”  She asked flailing her arms then crossing them. 

She was way past upset now.

Gerard just nodded.  Why lie to her now?

“God!  I am such a fucking fool.  I thought you loved me.  You fucking married me!  You asked me to marry you!”  She yelled as the elevator doors opened.

A few people in the lobby looked over in the direction of the noise the two of them were making.

“Where are you going?  We need to talk about stuff.”  Gerard said in a lower tone, following behind her.

She just wanted away from him, them.

“I don’t know.”  Lindsey said just as loud as she had been talking in the elevator.

Gerard flushed red as people starred at them. 

He decided to just follow her and wait until they were in a less crowded area.

She slammed her way through the brass framed doors of the hotel.  He followed her close behind.

She stomped her way down the sidewalk and around the corner.

Gerard finally spoke.

“Please… please Lindsey just stop.”

She stopped mid step but didn’t turn around.  Gerard stopped, waiting for her to turn around and slap the shit out of him or something of that nature.

She just stood there with her back to him.

He realized she was waiting for him to talk.

“I love you.  I do.  I can’t tell you how much… but well… there are things you don’t know about me.”  Gerard said.

“HA!”  Lindsey barked, “You think?”

“Frank and I have been sort of together… for a few years.  On and off of course, I would call it more friends with benefits until recently.”  Gerard explained as quietly as possible. 

This wasn’t something he wanted to broadcast. 

“Look lets walk over and sit on that bench over there.  I need to just lay it all out.”

Gerard said as he touched the back of her arm, hoping she wouldn’t elbow him in the face.

The two took their seats on the bench in silence.  It was cold but neither bothered noticing.

She still had her arms crossed on her chest, starring straight ahead.

Gerard took a deep breath in.

“Ok please just listen; don’t say anything until I get finished.”  He said with his elbows on his knees.

She looked over at him very puzzled.  They hadn’t been married that long but she knew when something was up and he was definitely troubled.

“Okay,” she said waiting for him to talk.

“I am a bit… well different than any other guys.  I am not just a guy.  I am sort of a guy and girl in one.”  Gerard said taking another deep breath.

“You have to go to your grave with this info for now.  Mikey doesn’t even know.”  Gerard said still looking at the street in front of him.

Her eyes were a bit larger after learning that bit of info.

“I have both girl and boy parts.  I have all the normal male anatomy and internal organs as well as a couple girl internal reproductive organs.”  Gerard said sitting up from his slumped position.

Her mouth fell open a bit.  She unfolded her arms and placed both hands on the metal bench beneath her, as if to stabilize herself.

She was starring a hole in him and he felt it.  He still wouldn’t look at her.  She was honoring her promise by not saying anything but it was hard as hell.

“I have always identified myself as male.  I have always felt like a boy.  I never felt comfortable with any other label; although I have preferred mostly girls, there has been the occasional boy I have fancied.  I just never acted on it.” Gerard paused.  “That is until I met Frank and spent so much time with him.”  Gerard said finally looking over at her. 

Knowing full well what he would see when he did. 

She closed her mouth when he made eye contact with her. 

She just continued to stare at him.  He looked away.  The dread he felt was overwhelming.

Gerard sat there for a minute before he continued.  She waited patiently.

He took another deep breath.

“Well my umm female organs actually work… I didn’t realize they did…  The doctor really didn’t either.  I mean they release hormones and such but we thought that was it.”  He said pausing again.

Lindsey frowned trying to concentrate on what Gerard was explaining to her. 

“And well Frank and I have been together pretty regularly for quite sometime.”  He said stopping again, hating what he had just admitted to her.

Lindsey closed her eyes tight not wanting to remember what she had seen earlier.  The mere thought her husband being fucked by Frank made her want to have a seizure right there.

Gerard paused, Lindsey thought he was finished.

“I’m confused.  Ok you have female organs and they work, you live as a guy and you like boys and girls.  Have I got this so far?”

Gerard nodded.

“Okay you crack Frank.  What has that got to do with the other?  You said you identified yourself as a guy.”  She said frowning again. 

She couldn’t put it all together.

Gerard stood up.  He pulled his shirt up slightly and stood sideways in front of her.  His pants were still unbuttoned and unzipped; he had never taken the time to squeeze them shut.  He splayed the fly open.  He glanced around to make sure they were alone.  His torso was directly in front of her face.

She was more than fucking confused now.

She starred at his fleshy stomach frowning.

“You see this?”  Gerard asked pointing to his slightly round abdomen sticking from the opening of his jeans.

She raised an eyebrow, “yeah it’s your stomach.”  She said to him thinking he had gone completely insane.

“Well it’s a bit on the large side don’t you think?”  Gerard asked as if she should know what a fat stomach on a guy with girly parts meant.

She just looked at him like he was retarded.

“Under that bump is a baby… that baby is Frank’s.”  Gerard said putting his jeans closer together again and pulling down his shirt.

Her eyes nearly bugged completely out of her head.

“What?”  She asked raising her voice. 

“There is no fucking way that is even possible.  Did you loose your fucking mind while I was gone?”  She asked rubbing her forehead with one hand.

“I’m not making a joke.  This is as real as it gets.”  Gerard said sitting back down.

He couldn’t believe he had just came out and told her like he did.  He was so relieved.  He wasn’t living a lie anymore with her.  She knew now, whatever happened… happened.

She sat with her mouth hanging open, blinking continually.

“Uh hum... so...”  She started having sat there quiet for a minute.

“So…”  Gerard said and paused.

“I’m… How… am I supposed to just deal with this?  What am I supposed to do?  This isn’t a joke?”  She asked hoping like hell it was.

Gerard shook his head.

“I was going to get it taken care of but I couldn’t.  I just couldn’t do it.  I saw it.  It was alive.  I saw the heart beat.  I saw it bounce around inside there and I saw how it made Frank feel.”  Gerard stated catching himself only after he had said it. 

“So he knows.”  Lindsey said.

“Yes he knows.” Gerard repeated.

“How in gods name did you ever even find out?  Did you pee on a fucking stick?” She asked scrunching her nose at the thought of her husband doing all of this.

“No I had been sick.  I got sicker.  I had to go to the doctor for it because I wasn’t getting any better.  They ran blood tests and all.  They thought it was a fibroid tumour.  Turned out it wasn’t a fibroid after all.  They did an ultrasound to see the size of the fibroid and that’s when they saw it.”  Gerard explained leaning back against the bench crossing his arms.

Lindsey found herself looking at his stomach trying to see it again.  She had almost forgotten about what she had walked in on with all this new information being thrown at her.

“Wow, and I was going to be the one to surprise you tonight.”  She said in disbelief.

“Yeah, I don’t think I can take another fucking surprise for at least a decade.”  Gerard said looking up at the sky.