Hey! Sorry for the wait! I just had some problems with making an idea.
Kat POV
I woke up in Hale's arms the next morning. He's so cute. I rolled over and snuggled deeper into his arms. He grasped me tighter.
"Hale." I murmured.
"Hmm?" he asked. So he's awake.
"We have to go see my dad and Uncle Eddie." I said.
"You trying to get me shot, aren't you?" he said rubbing my eyes.
"No. But we need to tell them before they find out. We're meeting them in half an hour." I said. He rolled over and looked at the clock.
"It's 7:30." he whined.
"You know we need to move fast. thief's rise early." I said. He groaned and got out of the bed. We both got dressed and into the limo. We're meeting them at a coffee shop. They have no idea what I'm going to say. Hale looked nervous.
"They won't kill you. They aren't those type of thieves." I said.
"So? They could be!" he said.
"They aren't idiots! They know murder is dirtier than robbery. Bad baggage." I said. He groaned as the car parked. I dragged him out. Uncle Eddie and Dad were drinking coffee in sunglasses. Only them. I have a feeling they were heist planning. I made Hale sit across from them with me.
"So what are we here for?" dad asked.
"Well I have to tell you something." I said.
"This can't be good." Uncle Eddie murmured. I almost shot a glare at him but decided to focus on dad. He looked nervous. I took his hand.
"Daddy, I'm pregnant." I said. I would love to say he laughed it off. That would be a horrible lie. He and Uncle Eddie grabbed Hale and took he out of the café. No one really noticed. I followed them. Dad was harshly talking to the nervous Hale.
"If you leave either of them then your family will mysteriously lose all of their riches and you will be in a body bag. Do you understand?" dad demanded.
"Yes, sir." Hale said.
"Don't hurt her either." Uncle Eddie warned. Hale nodded. They all looked at me when they noticed I had showed up.
"Kat, your off heist. You will stand back but you will be performing no heist." dad warned.
"Ok fine." I said.
"If he hurts you I will kill him." he said.
"I know dad." I said.
"Good. Now what do you plan to do with the baby?" he asked.
"Raise it." Hale said dumbly. Dad rolled his eyes.
"Neither of you are even around babies. I suggest you take classes." he said.
"That doesn't sound fun." I said.
"Either that or you give up the baby." he said.
"Ok we'll take the class." Hale said.
"Thought so." dad said. So after an hour about plans and threats Hale and I headed off to the doctor. Hale had made an appointment to see this maternity doctor. Marcus drove.
We got into a smelly stuffy doctors office. I hate doctors. Doctors are not my friends. Who the fuck wants someone to come at you with needles and other sharp pointy objects. That scares me. I used to have to be pinned down when I was a kid. Now I just don't go.
"I hate doctors." I said. Hale looked at me.
"When was the last time you went to a doctor?" he asked.
"When I was twelve." I said.
"Your almost sixteen!" he exclaimed.
"Point is?" I asked.
"Your supposed to go every year." he said.
"Yea well that doesn't happen." I said.
"What do you do when you get sick?" he asked.
"It's simple really. I don't get sick." I said.
"How do you not get sick?" he asked.
"My body heals it's self." I said.
"You kitty Kat are crazy." he said.
"Katrina Bishop." a voice said not letting me respond to Hale. I stiffened and gripped the chair. It was freezing against my butt. It made noises as I shifted.
"Come on kitty." Hale said standing in front of me.
"I'll come." I said shifting around.
"Now would be good." he said. I sat still. "I knew this would be the hard way kitty." he continued.
"What do you mean?" he asked. He picked me up and tossed me over his shoulder. I screamed making the rich people look at me. He carried me to the doctors office and sat me on the bed. I slapped him.
"I deserved that." he admitted.
"Hell yea you did." I said.
God I hate doctors.