DISCLAIMER: I do not own Camp Rock.
I dedicate this chapter to all those who reviewed the summary and jenizzleoffdachain and xdiddimix for the ideas.
"Mitchie," I felt someone trying to shake me awake.
"What?" I opened my eyes to see Shane lying beside me smiling.
"You need to wake up," he said. He touched my cheek.
"No sleep," I mumbled and closed my eyes snuggling into my pillow. I felt him get up from bed and walk out of our bedroom. A few minutes later I felt two small wet lips on my face. I looked to see Mia, our three old daughter, jumping on the bed giving me a toothy grin.
"Wake up mommy," she said and continued to jump. I pulled her down by her legs and started to tickle her.
"Blame daddy," she said through her laughter.
Shane came in, "Thanks for snitching," he stuck his tongue at her then helped her off the bed.
Before he put her down, she kissed him, "Sorry daddy."
"Go to your room. I'll be there in a minute to dress you," he tickled her bum as she giggled and ran out.
"Good morning," Shane leaned down and kissed me, "Our appointment is soon," he patted my belly. We just found out that I was pregnant with our second child and we were happier than ever. It was a blessing for us. Shane came close to death a few years back to cancer but he fought his way for me and our daughter, who I was pregnant with. That only proves that love is the most powerful thing that can heal.
An hour later we were walking down the hall of the hospital. We bumped into Dr. Davis on our way to Dr. Zebber's office.
"Shane, Mitchie, it so great to see you," he smiled.
"Hello, Dr. Davis," Shane shook his hand with Mia in his arms.
"I'm Mia," she pointed to herself and gave Dr. Davis a big smile.
"Yes you are," Dr. Davis pinched her cheeks. "Shane I like to discuss with you later about tomorrow's concert."
Shane nodded, "No problem." Since Shane beat his cancer he became a spokesperson for the cancer foundation and often threw concerts, with hiss brothers, for the hospital patients. It was something they all looked forward to.
We walked into the familiar room for the first ultra sound and waited for the doctor to arrive. I heard a bag crinkle and saw that Shane was sneaking belly beans to Mia.
"Shane," I hissed, "What did I tell you?"
Shane hid the bag and raised his hands, "What?" he asked innocently and Mia laughed. She popped more candy in her mouth.
Doctor Zebber walked in, "Good Morning."
"Good morning," I replied. She smiled at Mia who smiled back.
"You are getting so big," she told Mia. Mia giggled. Dr. Zebber got the computer set up, "So are you ready?" I nodded yes and like the first time I squirmed as the cold gel touched my belly. Shane held my hand; he was excited to see our child. We looked at the monitor and I smiled.
"I'll leave you for a moment," She left. Shane kissed me. We looked over at Mia who looked confused.
"What is it peanut?" Shane asked. Peanut was her nickname since her ultra sound and it just stuck.
"I don't get it," she said, "What are we looking at?"
"Well," Shane said and pointed to a little blog on the screen, "You see this?" he asked. She nodded. "That is your little brother or sister." Mia's eyes lit up and widened. She always told us she wanted a sibling. She walked closer to the screen to get a better look.
After a couple of moments, she held up a red belly bean to the screen she had in her hand, "Why does it look like a jelly bean?" she asked. Shane and I laughed at her and she laughed because of us. Like father like daughter, I thought. She came and hugged us. My life was prefect; I had a loving husband and children. I couldn't ask for anything more.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
I was woken up by my alarm clock. I looked around my dark bedroom; I was alone. It was just a dream and I sighed sadly. It felt so real and I believed for a minute that I was living out a nightmare and that dream was my reality like all my other dreams I've had. Oh, how I wished that were true. It's almost been three years since Shane lost his battle to cancer and I missed him like crazy. It was still all surreal to me
I dragged myself out of bed and down to the kitchen and turned the kettle on for my morning tea. Soon I heard tiny footsteps run down the staircase. Mia came in wearing her pink night gown with a smile on her face and I picked her up. She reminded me of Shane so much. She had his beautiful eyes and curly hair. She even had his personality; she loved to joke around and had a passion for music. On the other hand, I hadn't sung or played my music since Shane. That part of me died the day he died.
"Good morning mommy," she said and hugged me.
"Good morning peanut," I kissed her, "Are you hungry?" She nodded her head yes. I placed her in her seat at the table and make pancakes, her favourite like her father.
I placed the plate in front of her and she gobbled it down. "Finish mommy," she held up her plate to show she finished her pancake.
"Good girl," I helped her out of her chair and she ran off to watch her morning cartoons. I cleared the table and started to wash the dishes when I heard a familiar voice.
"Pancakes, my favourite," I smiled; I could never forget that voice.
"You're late, you missed breakfast," I turned around and smiled at the person.
Behind me stood Shane, "Sorry," he said.
I hugged him, "I've missed you," I looked him in his eyes and felt as if I melt.
Some people would think I had gone crazy by the fact I illusion ate my husband. It seemed all real to me, his voice, his touch, to hear him. Though deep down I knew it was all in my head, it made me stay sane for this long and was something I looked forward to everyday. People may think it's wrong and would strongly suggest to get help; but truth be told I don't see anything wrong with it and wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.
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