Vampire Kisses fanfic

Jagger Maxwell/ OC: Emily Payne

A/N: Okay I didn't really know what to write in this chapter, so I hope it's not boring. I: I don't know why but it was hard to concentrate. d: Well, enjoy and R&R please. Thaaaaaaaaaaanks. (x -Michele

~+~+~Chapter 14~+~+~

The plastic chair in the doctor's office was not comfortable at all, but Emily was smiling and excited as she lifted her shirt above her belly so that the doctor could rub this gel substance all over her.

"Now this may be a little cold," the tall, dark-haired woman said as she squeezed the tube. She took a device, which she called the transducer probe, and smoothed the gel all over her belly. She typed some keys into the computer next to her and then began to search for the baby. She pointed to the monitor next to her head.

"You'll be able to see the baby on this screen," she said to me. I tried to hide my excitement, unlike Emily, who was practically bouncing on the bed with joy, but I stared at the screen intently.

"First-time parents?" asked the doctor with a chuckle when she noticed Emily's excitement. My vampiress and I exchanged smiles and nodded.

It didn't take long for the doctor to find the baby. In a couple minutes time, the outline of a figure stuck in a fetal position appeared on the screen.

"There it is," said the doctor and Emily gasped. I could see the tears forming at the edges of her eyes as she smiled widely at the monitor.

"Oh … Jagger!" she exclaimed in a whisper. "It's your baby."

My heart pounded against my chest. Something stuck in my throat. My lips turned dry. I was excited, yes, but suddenly I was scared. I couldn't take care of a baby.

"Let me adjust the settings so we can see it clearly. It's only been four months into your pregnancy, so it won't be fully formed yet," the doctor said and she continued to fumble with the buttons. The picture on the screen became a lot more clearer and the figure became obvious that it was a baby. It's eyes were closed shut with its arms folded close to its chest.

"It's a boy," the doctor said softly with a wide smile. She looked from Emily to me, then back at Emily. "Congratulations."

"Jagger, we're having a boy! We're having a boy," Emily cried, tears streaming down her face with joy. I stared at the screen, watching the baby nestle inside Emily's belly. I was having a son.

And then, as I stared at the monitor, my smile dropped and dread filled my entire body. How was it that we were seeing the baby at all? Vampires couldn't be reflected, they couldn't have their pictures taken.

Was my baby even a vampire?

xXx

I drove home silently while Emily filled the hearse with her babble about the baby. However, every time she mentioned him, the dread in my body hardened like lead. The question never let my mind: why could we see the baby? We shouldn't have been able to! Vampires did not have reflections, so why was the baby's reflected through the ultrasound?

If the baby was human, I didn't want it.

But I couldn't tell Emily that now, especially since I made it clear that I was excited to father it. And I needed to prove to Emily's mother that we were responsible enough to take care of a baby.

But a human baby? That wasn't part of the plan. I didn't expect to be having a human baby. No. No, no, no.

I gripped the steering wheel tightly as I glared. How could Emily give me a human baby?

"He had your nose, baby! He had your adorable nose. And your gorgeous full lips. He's going to look more like you than me, lucky," she said, crossing her arms stubbornly. I hid my sneer. A human version of me ….

What if I got hungry and the human baby just so happened to be around? What would I do? Nobody would ever forgive me and I'd be forced to live on my own forever. Become a savage vampire. Live with junkies. No family, no friends; just me and my thirst.

"I hope he'll at least have my luscious black hair," she joked, flipping her hair back. "I still want him to have your beautiful blue eyes." She remained oblivious to my distaste while she rambled on.

My mind was on overdrive. I couldn't think straight. I'd be lucky to not crash the hearse. Maybe I should crash on purpose, just to create the impact against Emily's belly. It would be an accident after all … no one would suspect me of killing the human baby on purpose ….

I shook my head of the thought. Emily would forever live in grief. And she'd never want to have sex with me again, for fear of getting pregnant and going through everything all over again. That was too much to handle.

I turned into the parking lot for the Coffin Club. As usual, the long line of mortal goths were waiting anxiously to get inside the homely hang-out and mosh their brains out to the screams of Marilyn Manson. Emily bounced out of the hearse and traipsed her way to the back door, clearly the happiest Scene girl I had ever seen in my life.

I shut the door, locked up the hearse, and followed her to the large metal door. The inside was just barely starting to fill with goths, but the guest band was setting up and getting ready to rock out. Emily froze in her step as she stared at the band setting up.

"Em?" I called to her. She turned back and awoke from her trance.

"I was just remembering the time my dad played here. The day I met you," she said with a smile. All the dread about the baby somehow vanished. The memory was delightful, even if it wasn't the best way to get to know someone. She'd locked herself out of the club and I'd pushed her against a wall, making out with the sexy Scene girl in the short leather dress that made her boobs pop out. I was a horny bastard then and I couldn't keep my hands off her. And with my smooth-talking talent, I managed to win the trust of her father and got him to agree to let me date his daughter. And with everything that happened between us, we're still together. I guess some people really are meant to be together.

"Oh I remember that night," I said. "That day was the day you popped into my life and never left it." Emily awed and snuggled her nose against mine. Passers-by awed as well as they watched the vampire couple exchange goo-goo eyes for the other.

As more goths filed into the club, I received slaps on the back from my old friends who ventured the Coffin Club rather than the Dungeon. It had been a while since I'd seen these guys and I wanted to hang with them.

Emily tagged along, bouncing by my side. She was so tiny and dainty compared to my tall and burly friends. We made our way to our usual spot up on the balcony.

"I forgot you had a girl, Jag," said Cain, who had the body of a football player, but covered in tattoos, piercings, and a mass of black Scene hair. His red eyes glazed Emily's body with admiration.

"What's your name again, sweetheart?" asked Izaack, a vampire with the same build as his best friend, Cain, but with a bald head decorated with more tattoos.

"I'm Emily," she said, "and I highly hope none of you are interested in me because I don't have time to look at other guys. Jagger pretty much takes up most of my life." She arched an eyebrow at them, crossing her arms. Izaack and Cain exchanged surprised glances and burst into a hearty laughter. I grinned down at my feisty girlfriend.

"Feisty!" exclaimed Cain. "I like that."

"Yeah, she's definitely a keeper," I said, hugging her to my side.

"Hell yeah. Look at the size of those beauties!" Izaack pointed to Emily's chest. "Those look yummy."

Emily glared. "Hey —"

I snaked my arms around her and my hands grasped her breasts. Feeling them gave me the damn horny feeling again. I grinned mischievously at my friends as their tongues lolled out of their mouths. Emily groaned.

"Oh, you mean these?" I asked, teasingly.

"Quit it, Jagger," Emily pleaded, however I ignored her. I was too in the moment. This was what I needed to get my mind off of our human baby. All of the dread needed to be kept away. The only way to do that was if I was drugged by Emily's body.

"Fuck, Jagger! That's getting me hella horny!" exclaimed Izaack, gripping the couch cushion.

"Let us have some fun too," pleaded Cain. I continued to squeeze Emily's breasts, not even realizing she was struggling to get away from me. I just wanted pleasure, is all.

"Jagger, let go!" she screamed and tore from me. Her eyes were flaming red and she was baring her fangs at me. I sat there, puzzled. What the hell was her problem? I thought she liked me touching her.

"My mother was right," she continued, but in a much more softer tone, "you aren't responsible. And if you want to exploit me in front of your friends like that, then you were right about not being parent material." She stormed down the stairs and walked across the club. I stood up and watched her, waiting for her to board the elevator but she never did. Narrowing my eyes, I hurriedly ran down the stairs and followed her trail to the back door.

"Emily!" I called out to her, but, like before in the Dungeon, she ignored me, but this time she had every right to.

She pushed open the door with force and in slammed shut before I could reach it. As I pushed through the moshing goths my senses were returning to me. What in the world was wrong with me? Why would I just randomly feel Emily up in front of my friends when I knew she'd hate that? God, I was such a dumbass. A dumbass who was about to become a father. Heather Lange was right about me: I was utterly irresponsible and immature.

I pushed open the door hastily and ran out into the open. I searched the skies, seeing if Emily was out there. Transforming into a bat, I looked around for another vampire bat with a bulge around her middle. I couldn't find her anywhere and my heart was starting to pound erratically, but with fear. Surely she'd be back, right? If only I hadn't been so stupid with my actions and my friends. Dumbass of the year award, here I come.

Flying back to the ground and transforming back to my regular body, I leaned against my car taking heavy breaths. How long would she be gone? Not for long, I assumed. I mean, it wasn't that big of a deal, was it? Placing my hand over my face I knew that if she didn't return tomorrow then I'd really have to worry.