Chapter Twenty Eight: And on the Twenty Sixth.
* Before Midnight*
"Goten? Hunny?" Trunks whispered in Goten's ear. "Wake up."
"What? Is it time?! OhDearGOD!"
"No Goten! It's just- my back is killing me and I wanted to know if we could get up and go upstairs to bed?" (A/N and you thought I would so some thing so lame as to make him have the baby on Christmas! Shame on you!)
"Of course." Goten answered sliding out from underneath his husband and rolling off the couch. "Here." He said helping Trunks up.
Goten had to practically carry Trunks upstairs but he didn't mind. He was to excited! He had just been having the most amazing dream before Trunks woke him.
He dreamt that he was holding Truten and rocking him back and forth in the rocking chair they had put in his bedroom. When the small bundle in his arms had fallen asleep he got up to put him into his crib and that was when Trunks showed up. He wrapped his arms around his waist and kissed his cheek-
Okay so Goten knew that there was nothing terribly special about this dream. He had been having dreams with babies in them since they had found out that Trunks' was pregnant but it had just felt so real!
'SOON' he thought. 'Real soon. There is no way that Trunks can go another week like this. His body knows, it almost read.'
**After Midnight**
Goten woke up when he noticed that the space usually occupied by his husband on their bed next to him was empty.
"Tru-chan?" Goten called out getting out of bed and noticing the light on in their bathroom. "Are you alright love?"
No response.
'Some thing is not right here.' Goten thought. 'He hasn't had morning sickness in a couple of months- well maybe the baby is just resting on his bladder or some thing-'
"Trunks? Sweet heart? Come on answer me."
Still no response. Goten pushed open the door to the bathroom. To find a pale and shivering Trunks sitting on the cold floor. "TRUNKS! OH MY GOD!"
Trunks looked at Goten with pleading eyes before lifting up his shirt- exposing his belly and revealing a thick red line of blood just before the surface of the skin all the way up his stomach.
* Before Midnight*
"Goten? Hunny?" Trunks whispered in Goten's ear. "Wake up."
"What? Is it time?! OhDearGOD!"
"No Goten! It's just- my back is killing me and I wanted to know if we could get up and go upstairs to bed?" (A/N and you thought I would so some thing so lame as to make him have the baby on Christmas! Shame on you!)
"Of course." Goten answered sliding out from underneath his husband and rolling off the couch. "Here." He said helping Trunks up.
Goten had to practically carry Trunks upstairs but he didn't mind. He was to excited! He had just been having the most amazing dream before Trunks woke him.
He dreamt that he was holding Truten and rocking him back and forth in the rocking chair they had put in his bedroom. When the small bundle in his arms had fallen asleep he got up to put him into his crib and that was when Trunks showed up. He wrapped his arms around his waist and kissed his cheek-
Okay so Goten knew that there was nothing terribly special about this dream. He had been having dreams with babies in them since they had found out that Trunks' was pregnant but it had just felt so real!
'SOON' he thought. 'Real soon. There is no way that Trunks can go another week like this. His body knows, it almost read.'
**After Midnight**
Goten woke up when he noticed that the space usually occupied by his husband on their bed next to him was empty.
"Tru-chan?" Goten called out getting out of bed and noticing the light on in their bathroom. "Are you alright love?"
No response.
'Some thing is not right here.' Goten thought. 'He hasn't had morning sickness in a couple of months- well maybe the baby is just resting on his bladder or some thing-'
"Trunks? Sweet heart? Come on answer me."
Still no response. Goten pushed open the door to the bathroom. To find a pale and shivering Trunks sitting on the cold floor. "TRUNKS! OH MY GOD!"
Trunks looked at Goten with pleading eyes before lifting up his shirt- exposing his belly and revealing a thick red line of blood just before the surface of the skin all the way up his stomach.
