Its been a whole month since I took Pheebs to McDonalds. So she is 5 months pregnant and can I just say how stupid my family really is. Like really though, she has been acting so different than she normally does. She eats everything, and I mean literally everything. She is so snappy with everyone, even Billy. All she wants to do is sleep and eat. And her bladder is the size of a speck of dirt. But today added something new to the list.

Morning sickness.

I've never been to found of throw up, and to be so honest I myself almost joined her vomiting in the toilet. But I can't be weak in front of my girl. No. I won't be. So here I am holding her hair back from getting in the nasty chunks of pineapples for the 5th time today. I'd say I'm almost a pro already with this whole 'morning sickness' thing!

"Just let it all out, Pheebs." I keep her thick brown hair in one hand and start rubbing her back with my other hand. She wipes off her mouth and tries to smile at me but instead she throws up again. "S-sorry." Phoebe mumbles trying not to breathe in my face.

"For what? Being pregnant?" I chuckled at that.

"No," She rests her head on the toilet seat. "I know how much you hate throw up, this must be rough for you."

Now a real laugh came out. "Rough for me? Your the one throwin' up the chunks not me." I get up and grab a wash cloth from under the bathroom sink and stick it under the cold water from the faucet, and sit back down next to Phoebe dabbing the cloth on her forehead. " You are the one who has these crazy mood swings, food cravings, a small bladder, and to top it off we are hiding all of this from our parents and siblings. And yet its rough for me?"

Phoebe rolls her eyes, sweat dripping down her cheeks. "Kay I get it, you got the easy part."

"Oh, but your wrong again. See I'm the one who has to just sit here and watch you go through all of this. And there isn't one damn thing I can do that can truly help you. Do you know how hard this is for me? Just sitting back and watching you try and fight all of this by yourself?"

"Max, but you are helping me." She gets some strength and lifts her head off the toilet. "Just look at you. If Billy were to be throwing up in your guise's room right now you'd be clear outta Retroberg by now. And yet you are here with me right now." She smiles. "You've been by my side all day Max, all these months and you have put up with me, helped me. I can't do this with out you Max. I love you."

I couldn't help but smile. I lean my forehead on hers " I love you to, Phoebe. Now lets get that mouth of yours cleaned out so I can kiss you."

The family didn't really ask to many questions until dinner time came around. The smell of the food let alone made Phoebe gag. "Are you sure your alright Phoebe?" Mom walks over putting a hand on the pregnant girls forehead to check her temperature. "M-must be a bug or s-something." Phoebe mumbles trying not to gag moving away to sit on the couch.

"Well whatever kind of bug you have I'm not getting it. The room is yours tonight I'm sleeping on the couch." Nora folds her arms around her chest popping a hip out.

"Maybe we should bring you into the doctor just to be sure." Mom picks up the phone but I levitate it to my hand by instinct. All eyes are on me now.

Shit.

"Don't worry about it mom I got this." I levitate the truck keys into my hand. "In fact I'll take hero-girl myself to the doctor." I blink looking around the room at all the confused faces including Phoebe's staring at me.

"Wow Max you really have been generous with helping out your sister today." Dad bluntly points out. "Yeah its weirding me out." Billy almost shouts as he moves into the kitchen grabbing a roll and shoving it into his big mouth.

I roll my eyes at them. "What, I cant do a single nice thing around here with out being thrown onto the bus?"

"Nope. You are a villain Max its not in your nature." Nora walks into the kitchen and sits next to Billy snatching the second roll he has in his hand and shoves it into her mouth.

"Well its kinda hard sometimes to be in my nature when I live in a house full of superhero's, smart ass." I growl.

"Language Maximus." Barb snaps at me and pinches her brow in frustration. "Alright maybe you should go, clearly you need to get out of the house."

"Fine with me." I mumble and head for the door. "Come on Phoebe."

Stupid family. Nobody ever understands me. If they were to know what's going on then maybe they wouldn't be so damn irritating. Maybe they would actually try to help. Hah yeah right. They would kick me out on the streets like the piece of shit I am and make Phoebe get an abortion as soon as they found out. They don't understand the stress I'm under right now. But they cant know.

Its probably best I get a job. They are gonna find out sooner or later. And the odds are that I'll move out and take Phoebe with me. We will run away together and raise our baby. Maybe it will be better that way? No more annoying family breathing down my neck all the time. But how could I do that to my future kid? Raised with out knowing their grandparents or aunt and uncle? Why is this so damn complicated?

I decided to actually go to the doctors office. It would be smart to know a little on how to prevent all this morning sickness shit. Once we get into the room the doctor has Phoebe sit on one of the hospital beds, and starts setting up the ultra sound. He thought since we are already here we might as well take a look at little T'.

"Morning sickness, huh?" The doctor slips on the rubber gloves and grabs a bottle full of gel.

"Yeah. Everything I eat doesn't stay down, even if I smell food I'm gagging." Phoebe looks at the doctor.

"Well Phoebe I'd suggest Diclegis its a prescription medicine used to treat nausea and vomiting of pregnancy in women. I can write you a prescription if you'd like?" He pops open the bottle. "That'd be great." Phoebe smiles, I grab her hand in mine and rub my thumb across hers.

"Alright this might be a little cold." He squirts the goop on her little belly bump and softly rubs it around. Then puts the camera manufacturer on it as well moving it around until our baby pops up on the screen.

My heart nearly stops as I let out a breath. "Hi little T'" My hand tightens around Phoebe's and a smile appears on my face. This is the first time we have been able to see the little baby. A tear rolls down Phoebe's cheek. "Hey little monster." Her voice sounds so small and soft. "You gotta do me a favor and let me give you some food from now on alright?" She giggles.

"I know the sex of the baby, if you would want to know?" The doctor smiles at us as Phoebe and I share a glance, which turns into big grins. We both nod as Phoebe's hand tightens around mine. "We'd love to know."

We have had to many surprises in our life for once I'm glad to be in more control of a situation.

"Alright, you are the parents of... A boy!" The tall doctor grins. For the second time that day my heart skipped a beat as I looked at Phoebe blinking so fast trying to stop my eyes from watering. "Ya hear that Max? Baby T' is a boy!" She kisses my cheek.

For once in my life I'm left speechless.

A/N

Thank you guys sooo much! You all have been so kind and sweet to me! I totally don't deserve any of it.

This chapter has more of the story line into it. The end is coming close. So be ready. I think its gonna be crazy but heck I don't even know myself! We'll have to see (;