Miracles Do Happen

This story takes place in 2015 and has Shelle, Broe, and Phimi pairings.

Chapter One ~ Good News and Goodnight

"Honey, I'm home," Shawn said as he entered the house. He waited by the door a few minutes before he heard a clatter in the kitchen. He slowly and carefully tiptoed into the kitchen so as not to be heard by his wife. "Belle!" he screamed when he saw her body laying motionless on the floor.

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"Mommy!" Jessica, the seven-year-old girl, yelled as she ran through the front door, followed by Brady. "Mommy! I get to be the carrot in the class play!"

"That's great!" Chloe smiled as her daughter jumped into her open arms.

Brady followed Jessica and went to where Chloe stood beside the playpen that held their ten month old son, Joshua.

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"Mimi, honey, can you come in here for a minute?" Philip said as he heard Mimi open the door.

"I'll be right there, just as soon as I check on David," Mimi said as she took off her coat and placed it in the closet.

"Francis just went to check on him. He can wait to see you for a few minutes. Besides, I need to see you more, and right now."

"What's the matter?" Mimi asked as she walked into Philip's office.

"What's this?" Philip said as he held up a pregnancy test box.

"What are you doing with that?" Mimi asked, shocked at what her husband had found and was now holding in his hand.

"Are you going to tell me or not?" Philip asked anxiously.

"Yes, Philip. We're going to have a baby of our own," Mimi smiled as Philip ran over to her and hugged and kissed her as he picked her up and spun her around.

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"Mr. Brady?" the doctor said in a questioning voice as he approached Shawn.

"Yes, that's me. Is she all right?" Shawn asked as he stopped pacing the floor.

"Your wife and child are just fine. She just had the breath knocked out of her."

"My child?" Shawn questioned.

"Yes, Mr. Brady. Your child and wife are doing great and your wife is asking for you. The nurse will show you to her room. You can take her home tomorrow. We just want to do some tests to make sure everything's okay."

"Thanks," Shawn said as he followed the nurse into the hospital room.

The nurse showed Shawn to Belle's room and then left the two to be alone.

"How are you?" Shawn asked the instant the nurse left the room.

"I'm fine. The doctor just said I had the breath knocked out of me," Belle said, noticing the shock on Shawn's face. "What's the matter?"

"We're having a baby?" Shawn asked.

Belle nodded as she motioned Shawn to sit beside her on the bed.

"Why hadn't you told me?" Shawn asked, walking over to sit by Belle.

"I was going to tonight. I knew a couple weeks ago, but I went to the doctor today just to be sure," Belle said as she placed her hand on his.

"I guess miracles do happen," Shawn said.

"It's not over yet, Shawn. It's not over until I'm holding a perfectly healthy baby in my arms," Belle said as a tear rolled down her cheek.

"Belle, listen to me. If it's meant for us to have a child, we will have a child," Shawn said, wiping Belle's tears from her cheeks with his thumbs. "As far as I'm concerned, we do have a child, and you and I are parents and have been parents for over two years. Belle, if anybody in this world deserves to have a baby, it's you. We've been through a lot over the past nine years, and I'm not going to let you worry about anything. I love you, Belle Brady, and if God meant for us to have this child, we will have a child."

"But Shawn, don't you understand that you can't count your chicks before they're hatched?! We can't say we have a baby until we are holding it in our arms!" Belle yelled at Shawn, as the tears she'd been keeping back covered her cheeks.

Shawn put his arms around Belle and held her next to him.

"Don't get worked up, Perfect Girl. It'll be okay," Shawn said, pushing the hair from her face so he could again wipe the tears from her eyes.

"Can we go see him, Shawn? Can we go see Gabriel Alexander?" Belle asked, looking up at Shawn.

"Tomorrow, baby. When we go home," Shawn said as he kissed her forehead.

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"So, Jessica, when is this play of yours?" Chloe asked as Jessica sat down in front of her on the bed and Chloe began to brush her long blonde hair. She had taken traits from both of her parents, more from Brady than Chloe though. She had her father's blonde hair and eyes, but had her mother's smile. On the other hand, Joshua looked just like his mother. He had her dark brown hair and smile, but had the eyes of his father. Chloe found it hard to resist anyone around the house because they all had those eyes that you just can't say no to.

"Um... I think Ms. Kelly said it was in a month, but I don't 'member. She said somethin' about costumes and learnin' our lines. Instead of playtime, we're gonna work on the play. Well, 'cept for Friday's," Jessica said as her mother braided her hair.

"If you need any help learning your lines, just let me know. Hey, honey," Chloe said as Brady walked in carrying Joshua.

"Hey! Josh just wanted to tell you goodnight before I read to him," Brady said, walking over and sitting beside Chloe on the bed.

"Well, let me just finish up Jessica's hair," Chloe smiled as she finished braiding her daughter's hair. "There, all done! Now go brush your teeth, and I'll be there in just a minute to tuck you in."

"Okay. 'Night, Daddy," Jessica said, hugging Brady.

"Goodnight, princess," Brady said, kissing his daughter on the top of her head.

"'Night brother," Jessica said before she left the room.

"You don't even have to read to him tonight," Chloe said as she looked down at her son who was in her arms asleep.

"I'm not complaining," Brady said, smiling at Chloe. "It just means I have more time to be with you," Brady said, bending down to kiss her.

"Not until this little one gets to bed," Chloe said, standing up, causing Brady to fall down on the bed.

"I'll be right back as soon as I tuck Jessica in," Chloe laughed as she left the room.

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"Miriam Kiriakis, have I ever told you how lucky I am to have you?" Philip asked as he entered David's room and walked over to Mimi, who sat in one corner of the room in a rocking chair, holding four-year-old, David. They had adopted David right after he was born. They had brought him into their house the day after he was born.

"Not in the last ten minutes, Mr. Kiriakis," Mimi replied, smiling up at him.

"Yeah well, nature calls," Philip laughed.

Mimi playfully smacked his leg.

"What was that for?"

"I just felt like it," Mimi smirked.

With that, Philip bent down and kissed Mimi on the lips until neither could breathe.

"And what was that for?" Mimi asked.

"Ah, I just felt like it," Philip smiled. "How about I put this little one in the bed and tell Francis to check on him if he wakes up?"

"Oh, Mr. Kiriakis, I like your thinking," Mimi smiled as Philip picked David up out of her arms and carried him to the bed. She followed him and kissed David's forehead before Philip took her hand and led her out of the room.

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