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"What happened?" asks Dean as we're sitting in the waiting room to be seen by the doctor. "Are you spotting?" he asks as Roman sits close. Roman insisted on coming because he is held bent on calling this baby his. His lawyer said he has a right to be here since by law the baby is considered his and he's my husband. I don't want him here but he is too persistent. It's all added stress that I don't need right now. Dean gives Roman an evil look as he wraps his arm around my shoulders.
"Roman started talking about his rights to the baby and all this other stuff," I say, "I just started to feel pain. I'm really stressed out right now. I went to the bathroom before I came here and I was spotting a little."
"Damn it," he says as he rubs my back. "I hope everything is okay with the baby."
"Me too," I say as I look at Roman as he smiles at me before I turn away.
"This is your fault," says Dean as he looks at Roman, "if you didn't act like an asshole this wouldn't be happening right now. This is your fault."
"Shut your mouth," says Roman.
"Why because you don't like the truth? Is that what it is? If something happens to MY baby and I do mean MY baby you're going to be sorry."
"Don't threaten me, Ambrose and by law that baby is MINE it isn't yours. As of right now you have NO rights to that child whatsoever. That baby is a product of my marriage with Tayla and that's how the judge is going to see it."
"Shut up," I say. "Just stop talking, Roman. Dean is right this is your fault. If you weren't so ridiculous and childish I wouldn't be here right now. Just leave us alone and we'll leave you alone."
"So you're moving out?" he asks.
"No," I say, "it's my house too. I have the right to be there."
"Then I guess you like all the added stress," he says as a nurse comes out to get me.
Dean, Roman and I stand up to go with her. "What do you think you're doing?" asks Dean.
"She's my wife. I'm going back with my wife to make sure everything is okay with our baby."
"She's my girlfriend and that's my baby," says Dean as he keeps an arm wrapped around me. "You're not going back there. You're only going to upset her more than she already is. Just stay away."
"I have the right to go back. That's MY wife. I am paying for this appointment. I'm going back," he says.
"Mrs. Reigns," says the nurse as she looks at Roman and Dean acting like children. "Who would you like to come back with you?"
"Dean," I say.
"All right, Dean," says the nurse, "you can come back. You need to sit down, Sir," she says, "when we have information we will give it to you."
"She's my wife," says Roman. "I have every right to be back there with her."
"She doesn't want you back there and because she could be suffering a miscarriage and is under a lot of stress I am respecting her wishes. Sit down," she says as Dean and I smile at each other before Roman walks back to his chair to take a seat while we go the examination room. "So, Mrs. Reigns, have you been spotting?"
"When I wiped myself there was a good amount of blood," I say as I sit on the table in a gown. "I am also cramping."
"I see," she says, "this doesn't sound good," she says as she gets ready to check my blood pressure.
"Am I having a miscarriage?"
"You could be at the beginning of one," she says. "I don't know if we would be able to stop it but we are going to try. How far along are you?" she asks checking my blood pressure.
"10 weeks," I say.
"Wow," she says, "you're really big for 10 weeks. And you have really high blood pressure. This could be why you're spotting and cramping. You need to calm down. I don't know what happened today to get you so upset but you cannot get this upset. Your blood pressure is through the roof. I will have a doctor come in to check you immediately," she says before she walks out of the room.
"See, Tay," says Dean, "I knew this whole mediation thing was a bad idea. I knew it was going to stress you out."
"I was fine until Roman started talking about getting visitation with the baby and all that stuff like he's the baby's father. I keep telling him that he's not the father but he won't listen. He keeps saying by law he is the father. My dad told me that yes by law he is assumed to be the father BUT when the baby is born we can have a paternity test done to prove that he's not. Chances are the divorce won't be finalized till after the baby is born which means my last name will still be Reigns and I might have to give the baby the last name."
"No you aren't. It is not a Reigns baby. It is an Ambrose baby and I will NOT let you name it whatever Reigns. So we're pretty much stuck till after the baby is born?"
"Yes," I say, "I don't know, Dean. Roman is the one making it difficult. It is killing me that right now you have no rights to our baby. That's not fair to you. It's not fair to our child. My dad is going to do everything he can to get Roman's rights terminated but he highly doubts he will be able to so during all this he could gain visitation and partial custody."
"This is a messy situation," says Dean. "So what about me? What am I supposed to do? Just sit back and let Roman do everything for this baby that isn't even his. So he gets a say in everything?"
"Yes," I say, "and it's not fair."
"But I don't?"
"Nope and you can't challenge his paternity either. You're pretty much screwed."
"I don't believe this," he says with disappointment in his voice. "That's my child; one I created with you. I deserve to have a say in what goes on with it. How is Florida law so difficult?"
"I don't know," I say. "But I don't want Roman involved in this. He's doing this on purpose. He's using OUR baby to manipulate me into getting what he wants. I will give him the house or whatever he wants as long as he just leaves our baby alone but something tells me this is far from over."
"Yeah," he says as the doctor comes into the room.
"Mrs. Reigns," he says, "what is going on?"
"I'm cramping and spotting," I say, " I haven't passed anything but I have really bad cramps."
"And really high blood pressure. This isn't good, Tayla. Given your history with pregnancy this isn't good at all. I'm going to go ahead and have an ultrasound done just to make sure everything is okay with the baby. We are going to do our best to get your blood pressure down so you don't miscarry but you cannot get yourself so upset. You need to relax and take it easy."
"It's been a stressful day," I say.
"I see that but it's not good for either you or the baby, Tayla," he says. "So I'm going to get you down to the ultrasound room and we're going to check to make sure everything is all right. Okay?"
"Okay," I say as I hold onto my stomach. He wheels me out of the examination room and down to the ultrasound room so that he can check on the baby. I wasn't expecting another ultrasound for two weeks but I'm happy to have an emergency one done so I can see our little baby; if there still is a baby. This entire thing with Roman is ridiculous. He is doing everything and anything in his power to destroy any happiness Dean and I could have. He could easily move on with someone else, he had no problem screwing other women so he shouldn't have a problem finding someone to be with him. I just can't take the stress of this divorce; Roman is not the guy I thought he was. In the last few weeks I have seen his true colors come out and I don't like them. I don't like who he really is and it makes me wonder if he has always been like that.
The doctor preps me for my ultrasound as Dean sits by my side and holds my hand. The doctor chooses not to do internal because he doesn't want to cause any more harm than there seems to be as my bleeding has increased which it shouldn't be. "All right," he says before I feel a large cramp.
"It hurts really bad," I cry out as I squeeze Dean's hand.
"What does?" asks Dean.
"My cramps," I say with tears in my eyes. "I'm going to lose the baby. I know it. This is how it was before. I'm about to lose the baby," I say before I break out into sobs. I cry out as I feel me pass a clot and more blood than before.
"I think she just passed the baby," says the doctor, "but I'm going to make sure," he says. "Hang in there, Tayla," he says as he puts gel onto my stomach as I break down into even more tears believing that I just miscarried the baby I have been waiting for. It is the story of my life. All my hope is gone and I can't even be positive. I know I lost the baby and that's all I can say.
"Shh, Tay," says Dean as the doctor takes the Doppler over my stomach and I refuse to see the truth on the screen. "It's okay. If you lost the baby we can try again. It may take a while but we can to it. It's going to be okay," he says.
"Oh, Boy," says the doctor.
"What do you mean oh boy?" I ask. "We're having a boy?"
"No it's too soon to tell. You should take a look at this," he says.
"I don't want to," I say. "I lost the baby already. There is nothing for me to see."
"NO but there is," he says. "Look, Tayla," he says as I hear Dean gasp.
"What?" I ask Dean as his blue eyes grow big as he looks at the screen. "What's going on?"
"Look, Tay," says Dean in shock, "Our baby has two heads," he says.
"Our baby has what?" I ask as I look at the screen and see two babies. "Where did that other baby come from? That baby wasn't there before," I say in shock. "Where did that baby come from?"
"I believe you're having twins," he says with a smile, "actually I believe it was triplets but you did just miscarry one."
"Hold on," I say as push up on my elbows. "Is this a joke? It's an April Fool's Joke isn't it?"
"No, you're having twins. You would be having triplets but due to your stress and high blood pressure it didn't make it."
"Triplets?" I ask. "How did that even happen? And why did we only see one baby on the first ultrasound?"
"I would say it's due to your fertility treatments you were on and it is common for multiples to be missed during the first couple ultrasounds. Most of the time they hide behind each other and that could have been the case here or they could have just been missed but there are definitely two babies there."
"Wow," I say with a smile. "Twins, Dean. We're having twins!"
"I know," he says as he holds my hand but can't take his eyes off the screen. "Are they identical?"
"They will be," says the doctor. "They are from the same sac so they will be identical twins. Congratulations."
"Thank-you," I say with a smile. "So is everything okay with them?" I ask as I admire our two little creations on the screen. I can't believe they were triplets at first but now they are down to twins. I feel so blessed.
"Everything looks good," he says, "their heartbeats look strong. Everything looks great but I want to keep you overnight for observation and keep an eye on your blood pressure and the babies. You are under too much stress and you need to take it easy. We are really going to need to keep you monitored now. It is most likely that by the time you hit the 22nd week mark you will be on bed rest. It is best for the babies. And for the next couple weeks I want you to take it easy. I want you to do NOTHING. I want you to lay around and relax. Let Dean take care of you. Stay away from stress. Nothing is worth losing your children for. I know there are things that get people upset BUT you can't let them get to you especially now. It's putting you and the babies at risk. You have already lost one baby and we want to keep the other two in there for a few weeks yet before we take them by C-section but we will discuss that later right now I need you to remain calm and relax. Stay away from stressful situations. It is very important that you do. Okay, Tayla, can you do that for me?"
"Yes," I say. I don't know if I can with everything going on with Roman but I'm going to do my best.
"Are you okay?" I ask Dean as he is sitting quietly on the chair next to me as I'm sitting in the hospital bed since I have to stay overnight.
"Just thinking," he says softly. "I was ready for one but two I am scared to death. How am I going to handle two babies?"
"We can do it, Baby, I promise. It's going to be hard but we can do it. We are a team."
"And what about Roman? He's going to continue going after our babies."
"Until we have a paternity test done I know you're the father and that's all I need to know. I can't believe it, twins. We were having triplets but we lost one."
"It's crazy," he says.
"Are you really that nervous?"
"Yeah," he says with a smile. "I'm excited BUT I'm also really nervous. I barely knew how to father one now I have to father two. This is crazy. I really know how to get the job done."
I let out a small chuckle and say, "yeah you do. I know girl names already!"
"I thought we weren't discussing baby names?"
"We're almost at 12 weeks," I say with a smile. "It's safe to discuss them now."
"All right what names for girls?"
"Avery and Alexandra," I say with a smile. "What do you think?"
"Pretty," he says with a smile. "I really want to name a boy Alexander if we have boys."
"Alexander and Gideon," I say, "And Alexander means the defender of mankind and Gideon means mighty warrior. I think they go perfectly together."
"Me too," he says, "I just wish I was sure they would have my last name."
"If not they will at least have my maiden name. I won't give them Roman's last name."
"Good," he says, " but I really wish it would be Ambrose. What if we have a boy and a girl?"
"We can't," I say. "They're identical so that means they are either two boys or two girls."
"Oh," he says. "I'm happy though," he says as he gets up and walks over to me. He places his hand on my stomach before he kisses my lips softly. "Twins," he says with a smile before he kisses my lips again.
"I can't wait, Baby."
"And you're going to stay unstressed right?" he asks.
"Yes," I say. "I won't get so stressed out. And you were trying to say I didn't look 10 weeks I guess we know why now. See? The babies aren't Roman's. There were three of them well now two of them. Of course I am big and you were acting like you didn't believe me."
"I know, I'm sorry," he says with a smile. "I'm really sorry. I guess I have two babies that I need to bond with now. I really don't care what they are as long as they are healthy."
"Me too," I say as my door opens and Roman walks in. I let out a sigh and say, "Get out."
"I have all the right to be in here," he says. "You're my wife. Dean, you can leave. I need to be with my wife."
"She doesn't want you here," says Dean, "can't you see that? You're stressing her out and for what? Your own selfish desires? Why?"
"She wouldn't be stressed out if she would just come back to where she belongs."
"Let's talk out in the hallway," says Dean as I smile at him. He is trying to eliminate my stress by taking Roman out into the hallway.
"There's nothing to talk about," he says.
"There's plenty to talk about. Let's go, Roman," he says.
"Whatever," he says as he follows Dean out the door.
DEAN's POINT OF VIEW:
"Do you love her, Roman?"
"Yes I love her," he says as we stand out in the hallway talking.
"Then leave her alone. Stop stressing her out everything you're doing is stressing her out. You don't' have to keep threatening her with the baby. The baby isn't even yours."
"But it is by law," he says.
"BY law not but blood. Those are MY babies; MY babies with Tayla. If you love her like you say you do you will let her be happy with me. She doesn't want to come back to you and she doesn't want to do anything with you. She just wants the divorce to be over with and done but you're dragging it out."
"Her demands are ridiculous. And no one told her to move into the house. That's her problem. That's what got her stressed out. I didn't do anything."
"The constant picking and nagging, Roman," I say. "If you loved her you would know how much she has wanted those babies."
"Yeah I do know how much she wants those babies and do you know how much I want them? I was married to her for almost 5 years, Dean. FIVE years and I have gone through miscarriages, stillbirths and infertility. Those babies were supposed to be mine. Then you come along and take my wife away."
"No, Roman, I never took her away from you. She LEFT you because you weren't faithful to her. All you did was buy her things and treat her like a prize to be won. You had the most beautiful woman by your side that loved you endlessly but that wasn't enough for you. You had to go out and sleep with other women. It was your selfish desires that made her leave. Don't blame me for one second for her leaving you. I was just there ready to love her when you wouldn't and I was there ready to give her the respect and love she deserves. You could have had her all your life, Roman but YOU screwed up. I didn't take her from you; she left you because of everything you put her through. A woman doesn't want to be cheated on. They want to feel like they are the only person in the world for you. They want you to tell them they're beautiful when they look like crap, they want you to hold them when they're scared, they want you to comfort them when they're sad. They want you to share their joy with them when they are happy but most importantly they want to be loved endlessly and respected. You screwed up your marriage and now you're upset because she is living the life you want with someone else. You know those babies aren't yours but you're only doing this because you're selfish. You think you're going to get her back but all you're doing is pushing her away and making her hate you. You're tearing her down. We're here because of you. WE lost a baby because of you. That didn't need to happen. If you love her why would you want to hurt her like this?"
"Do you think I like seeing you with my wife? That hurts," he says. "I was supposed to be her one and only and well look at the picture now. She cut me out."
"She cut you out because you screwed up. I'm not going to keep arguing with you about it but you know you did this and brought it on yourself. You screwed up the best thing you ever had and you know it but I will NOT sit back and let you screw up the best thing I ever had. I love that woman and I love my children with her. You think that threatening to get custody and visitation is going to change that I love her and we're together? It's not. You had your chance Roman but you screwed up. You can't blame everyone else for it. If you love her you'll let her be happy and you'll stop trying to come after our children."
"Dean," he says, "by law those are my children. Tay wanted to make a fight so she's getting a fight. What would you do if you were in my shoes?"
"If I was in your shoes," I say, "I would let her be happy. All you're doing is stressing her out."
"She didn't have to move in. I didn't' ask her to. She wanted to. That's her fault."
"Partially it may be but most of it is you and your constant picking at her and telling her you're going to take the babies. I've been a nice guy so far but if you keep pushing her and stressing her I'm not going to be very nice. Just respect her. She doesn't want you here so leave. She doesn't want to see you and she wants you to leave her alone so do it. If you truly love her you will respect what she wants."
"You have a lot of nerve. She's not your wife. She is MY wife I can get my attorney and he will let you know I have more rights to be with her in that room than you do."
"Not if she doesn't want you there. Just go home, Roman. She doesn't want to see you."
"Fine," he says, "I'll go home but this isn't over yet. She is going to realize that she made a mistake and she's going to come back. It is only a matter of time."
"Don't get your hopes up," I say before he walks away.
"Only a matter of time."
*A/N: What do you think about Dean and Tayla having twins now that they miscarried one of the triplets? Did they handle the news well? Are Dean and Roman a time bomb waiting to explode? CAn you feel the tension between them? HOw much longer do you think Dean can sit back and allow Roman to have rights over his children? Does anyone else see this ending ugly? Did Dean have every right to tell Roman to leave the hospital? Is Roman the main reason for Tay's stress? And finallly why do you think Roman is doing all this to Tayla? Please review and thank-you for reading.