AN: Well, this story is going to focus on the birth of Miley and Michael's child. It will feature bits and pieces of the past, and it will be kind of funny, because of the way it will end. Well, here you go.
Chapter One: Final Doctor's Appointment
This is real. This is really happening. Michael thought. Michael could only stare as the doctor ran the monitor over Miley's growing belly. Michael held his fiancee's hand as they both looked at the monitor. Michael and Miley shared a look as the clear image and outline appeared on the screen.
"See? There is your child." The doctor said. Michael carefully broke the grip that Miley had on his hand, and stared at the screen. Miley could only quietly stare at the screen that was before them, and she took note about the reaction that Michael had at seeing their child before them.
"This is my child." Michael said quietly. Miley knew that Michael was barely holding back tears. She barely could, and Miley knew for a fact that Michael was trying to hold back tears.
This was real. Miley and Michael were going to be parents.
"So, what do we think?" Robby Ray asked Charles. Charles and Robby Ray were at Robby Ray's home, anxiously waiting for Michael and Miley to come back from the doctor's office. Charles and Robby Ray were waiting for news on the baby's sex, wondering if it was going to be a boy or girl.
"I say a girl." Charles said. "I hope that it is a girl. Our family is primarily boys, so he might be having a girl."
"I think that it is going to be a little boy." Robby Ray said. "It's gonna be a boy, I know for sure about that."
"How do you know that for sure?" Charles asked him.
"My first child was a boy, so my first grandchild is going to be a boy. It's statistics." Robby Ray said with the upmost certainty.
Charles peeked out of the window, and saw Michael and Miley pull up. Michael helped Miley out of the car, and helped her up to the front door. Robby Ray opened the door, and helped his pregnant daughter inside. Michael and Miley took a seat on the couch.
"So?" Charles asked Michael.
"So what?" Michael asked his brother.
"Don't play, what are you guys having?" Robby Ray asked, not playing around the issue at hand.
Miley pulled out a manilla envelope, and held it in her hand.
"We decided that we are going to wait for the birth to figure out what the gender of the child is going to be." Miley said. Charles and Robby Ray shared a look, and looked back at the couple.
"Really?" Charles said. "You are going to wait until the birth to find out if this is a boy or a girl?"
"Yeah, we are." Michael said. Michael could tell that Charles was literally resisting the urge to beat his own head against the wall after hearing that.
Michael and Miley said their goodbyes, and Michael took Miley home so that she could rest. The minute that they were out of view, Robby Ray turned to Charles.
"Michael and Miley are messing with us." Charles said. "They both are totally messing with us."
"Well, it is only going to be a little while longer before we know. We can wait." Robby Ray said.
"Crap. I have to tell Marie about this." Charles said.
"Wait, what does she think Miley is having?" Robby Ray asked him.
"A boy." Charles said. Charles was already on his phone texting his sister in Saint Louis, Missouri. Charles waited for a minute, and then she texted him back.
"Wow." Charles laughed.
"What did she say?" Robby Ray asked him.
"Well, I am going to try to keep it clean. She does not want to hear that, she demands an answer." Charles said. "So, I am not going to be talking to her for a little while."
"Okay." Robby Ray said. "Man, this wait is going to be murder."
"On us, or them?" Charles asked Robby Ray.
"Honestly? Both." Robby Ray said, with a laugh.
Michael and Miley were back home, and Michael helped her get into bed so that she can rest. Michael sat on his side of the bed until she was asleep, and exited the room to so that Miley could sleep in peace. Once Michael exited the bedroom, and entered the kitchen, he saw the envelope that contained the gender of their child. Michael stared at the envelope, and back in the direction of the bedroom where Miley was sleeping. Back and forth he looked between the envelope and the bedroom, wondering if he should look inside, or leave it alone.
What would Miley know? Michael thought, as his curiousity got the better of him. Michael had the envelope in his hand, and just as he was about to open the envelope...
"Put it down." Miley called from the bedroom. Michael snapped his head towards the bedroom in astonishment. How in the hell did she know what he was doing? Pregnant, Michael thought. Still, not wanting to make her mad, he sat down the envelope, and ran a hand through his blonde hair. He did want to know whether or not if he was going to be a father of a boy or girl. Miley wanted to wait, however, and Michael knew that the wait was driving everyone crazy, but not Miley.
"This is going to be hell..." Michael moaned to himself as he turned on the tv to watch it. Then a thought came into his mind. He flipped opened the cellphone he had, and hit the speed dial on his phone.
"David? It's me, I need a favor." Michael said.
AN: Well, that is the first chapter. The next chapter, Miley's decision for privacy is going to drive everyone crazy, including some friends and family...