Hello! I know I shouldn't be posting a new story but I have almost 13 chapter plots written for this & I AM VERY VERY VERY VERY excited for this story bc I have poured my heart & fucking soul into this story to make it 100% perfect & I'll be sad if nobody likes it. But oh well.

It's another BRRAL story & this time it's a little bit different to my other BRRAL stories ;)

Title: The Weight of Us

WARNING: MPREG

Summary: When Luke & Ashton stumble upon a tiny bump in the road, things start going downhill. Things start going even more downhill after the baby is born & it is kidnapped by somebody where it is up to them & the others to find the baby & bring it back before it's too late. But along this journey they find out everything is not what it appears to be amongst the five friends.

Rated: T

Genre: Drama, Action, Humour, Friendship, Romance, Family

Starring: Luke Hemmings, Ashton Irwin, Ross Lynch, Bradley Simpson, Rocky Lynch, Dan Howell, Joe Sugg & Caspar Lee

Couples: Lashton
BrOTP: Ross/Brad

Disclaimer: I do not own R5, The Vamps, 5 Seconds of Summer or the song "The Weight of Us" by Sanders Bohlke, all rights go to Hollywood, Mercury/Virgin EMI/Universal, Capitol Records & Sanders Bohlke bc idk what record label he's signed to. Nothing comes up. So... YAY!

Chapter 1
4 a.m.

It was late at night in the base, just touching morning.

AKA 4 a.m.

Ross laid fast asleep in bed where Brad was pretty much dead in the bed next to him, he was in that much of a deep sleep. Mainly because he had only got in from night duty between 3:15 and 3:30 a.m – and this is usually how it works almost every night. Occasionally he wakes Ross up (by accident of course), and today was one of those nights but he didn't say anything. He just rolled back over.

Normally he'd swear at him and throw something at him but Brad looked like he could just about collapse there and then from tiredness.

Ross slowly started to wake up, hearing the sound of something creaking in their bedroom. At first he thought it was Brad turning over in his bed but he realised he hadn't changed his position since he had gotten into the bed. Ross shook his head, shaking it off and deciding to go back to sleep.

That was until someone put their hand over Ross' mouth, which made him panic.

"Shh, you're gonna wake Brad up!"

Ross sighed, slapping the person around the head "Ashton!" Ross whispered, harshly but quietly for Brad's sake "what the fuck are you doing?! How did you get in here?!"

Ashton looked over at Brad, seeing he was out for the count and probably wasn't waking up any time soon "How long has he been asleep for?" Ashton asked, also whispering.

Ross checked the time on his phone that sat on his beside table, seeing it had gone just after 4 a.m. "Well, he got back at about 3:30.. So I'm going to say twenty minutes. Twenty-five tops. But he's a heavy sleeper. You could throw a party in here and he wouldn't wake up."

Ever since Brad had decided to take on the night duty full-time – courtesy of Will, he didn't really have much of a choice – it had been tiring him out a whole lot to the point where you literally have to blow a horn in his ear to wake him up. Especially when Rocky is supposed to take over after him but doesn't show up.

That's fun.

"What time do you start work?" Ashton asked.

Ross also did night duty with Brad from time to time, not very often but he did. Mainly he worked in the hospital unit of the base doing all sorts of things that he was trained to do when he first started ranging from taking care of a basic paper cut to someone who could possibly have their head hanging off their neck. "I start at eight. Which means I have to be up at seven, so could you kindly leave so I can sleep for another three hours?" Ross asked, not that he was giving Ashton much of a choice. He flopped back down onto the bed, pulling the covers over him.

"I need to talk to you."

"No. It's too early. You can talk to me when it's a decent time and not four in the fucking morning."

"Yeah, but it's important."

"Yeah, well so's sleep," Ross looked over the covers to Ashton with some sort of a grin on his face "take it from a doctor." His grin faded and he flopped back onto his pillow.

Ashton sighed, getting up from the edge of Ross' bed before leaving to go back to his own.

Ashton crept back into the room he shared with Rocky and Luke. Rocky wasn't in the room because surprisingly he had actually shown up for his night duty tonight so that was one less person Ashton had to worry about waking up. He shut the door to the room and climbed back into his bed.

Luke began stirring in his sleep "Ashton?" Luke asked, tiredly.

"Yeah?"

"What are you doing? Have you just come in from somewhere?"

"Uh, yeah. I just went to Ross and Brad's room."

Luke turned on his side, looking over at Ashton "Why?"

"No reason. I couldn't sleep. I was hoping one of them would be up but they weren't."

"Oh, okay. Well... Night." Luke said, about to roll back over.

"Night," Ashton said, laying on his back. He stayed silent for a moment before speaking back up "I still don't feel well so... I don't think I'll be able to work in the Armory with you tomorrow, sorry."

Luke groaned. He would be totally fine with Ashton not coming to help him but it's the fact that Joe helps them out too and even he's not working tomorrow, which meant Luke is on his own meaning he could be there till the next day. "Alright... I'll just get Brad to help me, he's not working tomorrow."

"You do realise he's only been asleep for like... twenty minutes according to Ross, right?" Ashton asked "do you honestly think he will be in any fit state to wake up in less than four hours to work with dangerous weapons?"

Luke shrugged "Eh, it could be interesting."

"Luke!"

"Alright, alright." Luke said, giving in and turning over.

Ashton shook his head at him, also turning over himself. Luke would literally do anything to see someone mess up in the Armory for his own amusement. Whether it be one of his best friends or someone he doesn't know. He just doesn't care as long as he gets a kick out of it.

Ross came back to his and Brad's room at around noon for a break, finding Brad laid in his bed, awake, dressed and under the covers. Ross stopped in the doorway "Really? You get dressed and get back into bed?"

"I'm cold and tired."

Ross threw a can that he held in his left hand at Brad "There. It's an energy drink, I bought it specifically for you because I know what you're like on days like these. A tired, drowsy, moody mess."

Brad luckily caught the can before it could hit the surrounding areas. He sat up in the bed "Thanks. How's your morning been? Seen any gory sights?" Brad asked, opening up the drink.

"No, not really. Not as bad as last week anyway. I don't know what the hell happened but someone came and their finger was practically hanging on by a thread. It was ugh..." He shuddered at the thought.

"Nice." Brad scrunched his face up in disgust.

Ross walked over to his bed and sat down on it, as he did his phone started ringing. It was Caspar. "Oh no," Ross groaned. He clicked the answer button "Hello?"

"Hey..." Caspar said, nervously and suspiciously "I don't suppose you could er... come down to your room in the hospital unit."

"Why..?"

"Well... Um... Funny story actually... Erm... Me and Joe were messing around and he um... Accidentally fell and cracked his head off the corner of a table and now he's bleeding like there's no tomor—Joe! Don't touch it, you'll make it worse!" Caspar said, putting his hand over the phone to scold Joe who sat on the edge of the hospital bed. He returned back to the phone "Yeah, I'd take him to another doctor or nurse but apparently the others scare him too much."

Ross shook his head, looking highly bemused "I'll be there in a minute." He hung up the phone.

"What's wrong?" Brad asked.

"Basically, Joe and Caspar can't go a week without ending up in the hospital hurt in some way or just hurt in general because of each other."

Brad laughed. Ross stood up to leave but stopped when he remembered something "Oh! Before I forget, Luke wants you to help him in the Armory because Ashton's not well and Rocky's working – I think. Either that or he's in bed being bone-idle."

"When does he want me to help?"

"About five minutes ago."

Brad rolled his eyes as left the room. He sat on the edge of his bed for a short while, trying to find some energy in him that wasn't mainly tiredness, before deciding to go help Luke.

"Right, there," Ross said, finishing stitching and bandaging up Joe's head "Do you think you can go one week without ending up in the hospital after this? For my sake as well as your own."

Joe nodded "I can try."

Ross held up his hands that had plastic gloves on. They were white but now they were red, completely soaked in Joe's blood "I mean seriously, I've never seen so much blood come out of someone before; do you even have any blood left in that body?" He asked, Joe shrugged "yeah, if I were you, I wouldn't work for a while. You might... damage yourself even more," he took a note off the side of his desk, quickly writing on it and handing it to him "and stay away from Caspar. That might help too."

Joe laughed softly, taking the note "Thanks."

Seconds later, Ashton walked into the room and stopped when he saw the gloves, bandages and used cloths completely pitted in blood "Whoa! What the hell happened in here? It's looks like a cannibal had a field day!" He asked, also seeing the amount of blood that seeped through the bandage that wrapped around Joe's head and the amount that had dripped and stained his shirt.

"He head butted a table." Ross said.

"That is not how it went down!" Joe protested.

"It's basically how it went down. Seriously, Joe, when you fall over from being pushed, aim for something soft, not the corner of a table. It'll hurt less and there'll be less blood. Now go on. Get out of here."

Joe jumped off the bed. "Whoa!" Ashton cried, nearly having to catch Joe as he nearly fell over from the dizziness and his obvious concussion.

Joe waved it off as nothing "I'm fine. Bye!" He said before leaving.

"Have fun working with him." Ross said, looking over at Ashton with a sarcastic smile.

"Thanks."

"Now what do you want?" Ross asked, beginning to get rid of everything he used to clean up and stitch Joe's head.

Ashton walked over to the bed, sitting on the edge of it "I need to talk to you."

Ross stopped what he was doing "Ahh, just like you did at four in the morning. What about?" Ross asked, turning round to face him.

"You're a doctor slash nurse right?"

Ross stared at Ashton blankly, beginning to blink. He twisted and turned his head, looking around the room they were in as if he was lost. He faced Ashton again "No... Really? Seriously? You're kidding me right?" Ross asked, sarcastically "I didn't even notice! Tell me more of your amazing wonders that I do not know of."

Ashton rolled his eyes "This is serious Ross. I have something wrong with me and I need help."

"What? Did Luke give you an STD or something?—OW!" Ross cried out, feeling a pillow smash off the side of his face at a great force. "Alright, it was a joke!" Ross exclaimed. He took off the bloodied gloves that were still in his hands and threw them in the bin, wasting no more time to pick up the pillow and throw it back at Ashton where it hit him square in the face. "Seriously, though. What's wrong? I can't help if you can't tell me."

Ashton looked thoughtful "I'm trying to find the words to say it without freaking you out."

Ross rolled his eyes "Just tell me. What? Do you have some sort of disease? Is it cancer? No? Lung disease? Heart disease? Brain tumour?" He asked, continuing to list as many diseases he could think of regardless of Ashton's bemused look "are you growing an extra limb? Are you coming down with something? Have you got a high temperature? Oh! Is it man flu?"

Ashton stared at Ross like he was about to jump off the bed and cut through him like a knife. "No? Should I go on?" Ross asked "did you swallow something you shouldn't? Did you breathe in poisonous toxins? Did you—?"

"I'm pregnant."

And that's how you shut Ross up.

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