A/N: song is (How Do You Keep The Music Playing by James Ingram)
Seven Months Later
You stood in front of the mirror while getting ready for work, silently smiling as you admire your pregnant belly. Seven months had already passed since the day you found out you were pregnant and you still found yourself being in wonder at the fact that you were going to have a baby of your own.
Shaking yourself out of 'wonderland' you proceed to get dressed for work. Deciding on wearing a black, long-sleeved, wrap dress, minus the corset of course.
Once you were satisfied with your look, you head out to start your day in office.
Later That Day
"Hey, Y/N/N!" Stevie greets as he enters Y/N's office.
"Hey, Boss-man" you smile at him in response.
"How's my sibling doing?" Stevie asks taking a seat.
"Kicking up a storm..." you groan, rubbing at your belly.
Stevie stares at Y/N in excitement, "is the baby kicking now?"
You nod your head at him and smile, "you wanna feel?
"Yes, please!" Stevie jumps up in excitement and rushes over to her.
"Whoa..." Stevie looks down at his hand on Y/N's belly in surprise, "that's a strong kick..."
"Imagine how it feels from the inside..." you groan out in response.
Stevie then looks at Y/N in a more serious note, "Y/N/N... have you made a decision yet on when you're going to tell Dad?"
"I'm already over seven months pregnant" you let out a tense breath. "it'll only be two more till the baby is here... the doctor said I shouldn't have too much stress. Having him involved now... would only increase it more." You try to let him see reason, "wouldn't it seem wiser to wait until the baby is born... for both our safeties."
"Ok, Y/N/N..." Stevie reluctantly agrees, "I still don't like that fact that I have to hide this from Dad though."
"I know, Stevie..." you apologize, "I'm sorry to be placing you in this situation."
"It's ok, Y/N/N..." Stevie reassures you with a hug, "I'm doing this for the good of family... and this baby is family, so are you..."
Once Stevie was done visiting with Y/N, he heads to his office to make a phone call.
"Ike Evans, speaking..." the person over the phone answers.
"Hey, Dad..." Stevie greets in response.
"Hey, Son. How are things going your side of the world?" Ike asks in reply.
"Well... I could really use your help down here" Stevie begins to explain, "there's a major problem and I can't seem to be able to handle it on my own."
"What's the problem, Son?" Ike asks in concern at Stevie's plea.
"I really can't go into detail over the phone" Stevie tells him, "it's better if you came and saw for yourself..."
Ike lets out a deep sigh, "ok, Son... I'll be there in two days' time."
Stevie then lets out a sigh of relief, "thanks Dad..."
I'm sorry, Y/N/N. Stevie silently thinks to himself after he ends the call. I'm doing what's best for family... Dad deserve to know about the baby and you guys need to resolve your differences for the sake of my sibling.
Two Day Later, The Evening
Ike was relaxing in the family suite when Stevie walked through the door. "Hey, Dad. How you been?"
"Hey, Son" Ike hugs him in greeting. "I've been well. So, what's the problem that you need my help for?"
"Oh, yeah..." Stevie shrugs it off, "that can wait till the morning. Why don't we go downstairs and grab a drink?"
Not really feeling up to going to the club, because he knew Y/N would be there, Ike tries to get of it. "I'm really tired, Son... Not really in the mood for loud crowds either."
"Come on, Dad..." Stevie tries to pursued him, "there's a special show on tonight. Besides, it has to do with why I called you here as well."
"Ok, fine..." Ike grumbles out and grabs his jacket, "let's go."
Ike and Stevie enter the club and as they reached the bar, the lights then begin to dim. The spotlights fall onto the centre of the dance floor and there sitting on a stool is, Y/N. Sitting beside her is, the damn bartender!
He then begins to sing
How do you keep the music playing?
How do you make it last?
How do you the song from fading too fast?
Y/N then turns to him with a loving smile and begins to sing
How do lose yourself to someone and never lose your way?
How do you not run out of new things to say?
The bartender reaches his hand out to Y/N with a smile
And since you know we're always changing
How can it be the same?
Y/N takes hold of his hand
And tell me how year after year
You're sure your heart won't fall apart
Each time you hear his name?
The bartender lets of Y/N's hand to stroke her cheek
I know the way I feel for you is now or never
Y/N cups her hand over his to hold it in place at her cheek
The more I love, the more that I'm afraid
That in your eyes I may not see forever, forever
(bartender)
If we can be the best of lovers
(both)
Yet be the best of friends
If we can try with every day to make it better as it grows
(bartender)
With any luck then I suppose
(both)
The music never ends...
Ike had never been more pissed as he was at that moment, watching the two of them together in that way. Seems like she was screwing the bartender after all! He silently fumes inside.
"Since when is Ms E, doing such shows?" Ike mumbles over his glass, "doesn't seem like her type of performance to do."
"Um, well... Y/N/N is actually taking a break from performing for the time being" Stevie begins to explain to his father. "Frankie and her are only standing in for someone tonight."
"A break?" Ike raises a brow at Stevie in question. "What for? And for how long?"
"Um, yeah. Doctor's orders..." Stevie nervously answers, "until further notice. That's why she was doing a slow duet while sitting."
"Doctor's order?" Ike looks at Stevie in confusion as he takes a sip of his drink, "is she sick or something?"
"You'll see soon enough..." Stevie mutters out, pointing with his head towards her as the lights go back on.
Confused as well as curious at his remark, Ike turns to see what Stevie was referring to.
As Y/N stands up from her seat, Ike's eyes slowly make their way down her body. When they finally stop at her stomach, Ike suddenly drops the glass he was holding when realizing what he was actually looking at.
She's pregnant!