Bradie's POV

Finally I can have some Bradie time…just me and my cup of tea, now that Andy is asleep. I never thought I would say this, but life is actually not that fun at the moment. Having a pregnant brother is not having a great affect on me at all…I don't like it. He's crazy…and he doesn't listen! Then again...he never did, even before all this. But I guess I'm just worried for him…he has no one. Well he has me…but I'm Bradie. I can't help look after a baby… and I will most certainly not be taking babies out of places that I don't even want to know about. He doesn't understand that this is happening now and faster than he thinks…I mean he does, but he doesn't, if that makes sense. BUT I know somewhere deep inside him there's a part of him that likes that baby and maybe wants to tell someone, maybe even Shaun. I don't get it though, he was happy about it for like five seconds at the doctors when we got to hear the heartbeat…and now he acts like it isn't there at all.

And Shaun…he won't leave me alone! He keeps asking things...I'm running out of excuses. I just want someone else to know…I can't do this, Andy can't do this…none of us can. I don't even know how Shaun is the father…I mean OKAY yeah I know HOW. But I mean…Shaun, really? When Andy told him he liked him he crushed Andy, he completely lost it. It was really sad too, they didn't talk for weeks…but eventually they got over it. One thing I never understood though was even after all that, it's been almost as if Shaun leads Andy on. They act like lovers most of the time, but as soon as Shaun realises it he backs away. He really just has to sort himself out…maybe I should talk to him tomorrow on the plane to our next show. Yeah maybe- "BRADIE GERALD WEBB!"

I jumped in shock, dropping my cup on the floor. I thought he was asleep, "yes?" I sighed, staring at all the broken bits of glass.

"BRADIE…Do you freaking SLEEP or do you just sit there ALL NIGHT fantasising about marvel characters? Huh- JUST TURN THE LIGHT OFF," he yelled in reply, exaggerating.

"But now there's glass everywhere…you scared me. Now I have to clean it…which I need the light to do so," I mumbled. He was quite scary late at night…I guess he likes his sleep.

"I DON'T CARE. JUST CLOSE THE LIGHT…LEAVE THE GLASS THERE AND CLEAN IT TOMORROW!"

"Fine." I shrugged my shoulders and turned off the light, pulling the covers over me. See? He's a monster. He needs support…he needs Shaun. I have to do something…but the questions is what?

"Shit!"

I immediately shot up from the covers, looking around. I dropped my face into my palm; Andy was standing on the bits of glass from the cup last night, "see…I should've-" I began to say when he cut me off, "DON'T TALK!" I shrugged my shoulders and grabbed my phone off the side table; looking at the time…it was six.

"Are you packed?" I asked, watching him as he picked the pieces of glass out of his foot.

He looked up, glaring at me, "I thought I told you not to talk?"

"Doesn't mean I'm going to listen…" I replied, looking down at the floor.

"Yes I'm packed Bradie. Why the fuck wouldn't I be if we have to leave in an hour?"

"Well last week or so you didn't even remember the tour, so really I wouldn't find it hard to believe if you weren't packed. Oh and if I were you I would bring the book with us in case our room gets raided again…"

"Already packed it," he replied, gesturing to his bag.

"Well done, you did something right," I said, standing up from the bed, being careful to not step on any glass.

His eyes widened, "And what's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing. Just get changed…or shower or whatever," I replied, walking downstairs to get the vacuum.

Andy's POV

"Nothing. Just get changed…or shower or whatever."

What is up with him? He's been acting so weird around me this whole week…or maybe it's me? I DON'T KNOW, but whatever it is, I think he should get over it, because it's not Bradie. Bradie is happy and keeps people together… not annoyed all the time and keeps zoning out. I miss him…I miss everyone. I MISS SHAUN… as much as I hate to admit it. I hate this... it's not like I don't want to tell someone…it's just that I can't, not without wrecking everything. I've basically just sat in this room all day everyday for the past week since our last shows in Perth.

Nothing happened in Perth it all went smoothly, especially because the morning sickness has died down. The only thing 'out of the normal' that happened was when they came back from drinking... Shaun came back slightly intoxicated, acted like a flirt…jerk, same thing, so I sat in the bathroom until he fell asleep and left Bradie to deal with him. Then again it's not a first for him, is it? Ah well that's just Shaun for you I guess. I sighed, slipping my clothes off, walking into the bathroom. I could see the small bump in the corner of my eye, as I passed the mirror. Sixteen weeks tomorrow…that's four months.

A/N: Sorry short chapter! Hope you guys still like it though :) Oh and btw I've written another story, it's just a one shot though. It's called Bang Bang Sexy and it's a Shaun x Bradie…because I'm just that strange. If you want check it out, but just read the warning before reading it. Take care :) ~xInThisPlaceWeLiex~