Chappie Three of Impact

DISCLAIMER: I do not own TDI or TDA.

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"Hey Princess," Duncan inquired while fiddling with a few tongue depressors," think we have enough of these at home?"

"Duncan," I scolded, "if you're going to take anything, take the cotton balls." We both began laughing, and in the middle of our laugh-a-palooza Dr. Nachrichten walked in.

"Oh it's so good to see a happy couple." She giggled with a north-Alaskan accent. "Courtney I'm going to need ya, to lie down. Roll your shirt up to your boobies, and this gel maybe kind of cold." She said giggling like an eight year-old girl when she said "boobies.

Duncan noticed this, and mouthed the word "boobies", from across this room, I in turned mouthed "shut-up" and blushed a deep red making my freckles standout. I soon felt the piercing ice-like gel, Geez; I didn't know it would be this cold! She tinkered with buttons, and out of the corner of my eye I saw Duncan. His aqua orbs were twinkling with glee.

"Would you like to hear your babies' heartbeats?" The doctor warmly and simply inquired. Everything around me slowed down.

Duncan and I stuttered," B…Bah…Babies?!"

"Yes, two little babies, you will expect the pitter-patter of four little feet." Dr. Nachrichten cooed.

She played the heartbeats, and that's when it sunk in I was really pregnant. In six months I would be pushing out two babies. In six months I would be breast-feeding two babies. Oh my gosh, my boobs are going to be like tennis balls in socks! That's when I started crying.

Duncan saw the one hot tear stream down my face, and as out of paternal instinct he snuggled my face into his chest. My tears stained his O'Neill Triumph Bomber Jacket. Then, I felt Dr. Nachrichten's plump hand on my back. My ears were to stuffy to really hear anything but, I think she said that she would make an appointment for next month at the front desk.

We made our way out to the parking lot, my black Ugg boots making tracks, in the freshly fallen January snow. Duncan slammed the door to his car and let out a "Woo!" cracked a boyish smile, and chuckled. To spite him, I pulled off his black beanie-hat thing and put it on my head, tussling his long ebony locks in the process.

"I'm glad you grew your hair out Duncan." I complimented.

"Oh Ha, Ha!" He sarcastically replied while igniting the car. I press my tan cheek, against the ice-like glass. The sensation was tingling at first, but then I felt it less, and less as my cheek fell asleep. I fogged the window up with my breath and began to draw little doodles with my index finger. The Gym Class Heroes song continued on, until I silenced the radio, and broke the silence.

"Duncan," I said," You know we have to tell our parents."

"We'll your parents' house is only twenty minutes away, you want to do it now?" He questioned.

"Sure." I replied while sinking into the heated seat.

After two minutes of traveling down aristocratic roads like: Lothair, Hans- Adam, and Januária; we reach the cookie cutter Mc Mansion that was my home.

I took a big breath, and grabbed Duncan's strong hand for reassurance, he just looked me in the eyes, and gave me a warm peck on this lips.

We walked up the frost covered stone steps, and banged on the door using the huge iron doorknocker that looked like a lion.

After waiting for a few seconds, my mother opened the door.

"Hello Angel!" She greeted. Instead of greeting Duncan she tried to scowl, but couldn't due to recent Botox injections. She was wearing a white Dolce and Gabbana tank top, Grey Underarmor sweatpants, and white Nikes. I assume she just got done with a work-out. She ushered us into the formal living room, which was basically the room that we only went in to open presents on Christmas, but now that I'm living in my own apartment, this room looks like it hasn't had a human presence in eons.

"What are you two doing here?" She inquired while taking a huge gulp of her Vitamin Water.

"I have some news that I would like to share with Daddy and you." I informed feeling the ball of anxiety building in my stomach.

"Well your father will be in Ecuador, on business for the next eight months." My mother retorted.

"What!" I exclaimed. "Okay, I'll just tell you." I took in a breath big enough to make my chest explode. "I'm pregnant! With twins! And Duncan's the father!" I began to squint my eyes anticipating my mother's reaction. I began to open my eyes, and I saw that my mother's face was contorted with anger and rage.

"Courtney Daniela Lopez! What the hell is wrong with you? How could you be such a cretin? Having sex with this, perverted, ignorant, ogre!" She said has she slapped me across the face.

This sent Duncan into a rage.

"You just slapped your daughter! Your pregnant daughter, the mother of your grandchildren!" Duncan hollered

"Yes I did now get out of my house, the both of you!" She said as she pushed us out of our home. Geez; that's where I got my superwoman strength? "Have fun with your two little bastards!" She yelled as she slammed the door in our face.

Duncan walked back to the car pulling down his beanie.

As we both got in, he asked me," Are you okay?"

"Yea I am," I said before realizing, "Duncan will I get that bitchy?"

He looked me dead in the eyes at a red light, before saying," No you will never be that way. I'll make sure of it." " Did you wanna tell my parents now, I think my mom's making Chicken Tetrazzini." He asked trying to lift my spirits.

"Sure, I replied." We traveled down several twists and turns through a suburban subdivision called "Birch Moss", sounds like it's old and it smells good. We pulled into an asphalt driveway that was lined with red bricks, and the porch had two small porch trees on each end, and in the front yard there was a bird feeder that was carved to look like three baby raccoons playing.

Duncan rung the door bell, and his 14 year-old sister, Dakota opened the door. "Duncan!" She exclaimed while giving him a huge hug. "Courtney?!" She asked baffled, but excited none the less. "You guys came just in time to dinner."

She walked us to the kitchen, and it was the exact opposite of my home. The walls looked like they've heard like tons of stories and laughs. The air was filled with love and life. I felt so complete and warm there.

"Hello Courtney! Duncan!" His mother and father greeted. They invited Duncan and me to sit down, and enjoy the ah-mazing Chicken Tetrazzini. We did as we were told, and we had warm conversation filled with laughter with Dakota, Mrs. Winters, and Mr. Winters.

After dinner, Dakota went up stairs to study for a history test. "Mom, Dad I have some news for you." He informed.

"Oh my god, Duncan, You're not going to prison are you?"Mrs. Winters cried out in fear for her child.

"Yes Duncan, What criminal act have you associated in this time?" Mr. Winters sighed unsurprised.

"We'll Mom and Dad, How do you feel about being the grandparents of twins in about sixth months?" He asked as cool as a cucumber.

"Oh thank god, Duncan, I thought you were going to prison!" Mrs. Winters exhaled. "Oh I'm going to be a Nonna – an Italian Grandmother." She exclaimed while squeezing me and Duncan in a huge bear-hug, which I found impressive for her small size.

"Duncan may I have a word with you in private." Mr. Winters chided. Duncan followed his father into the Man-Cave. A few minutes later they emerged, and we said our goodbyes.

We got into his car, to finally drive home. "What did your dad say to you?" I inquired with a true-blue childlike innocence.

"Well Princess, A hell of a lot." He chuckled. I gave him a small peck on the cheek before leaning my head against the freezing cold window, to dream about my future.

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