Angel's Lullaby

Surprise

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"Morning, Trish," Randy murmured, walking into the kitchen. She grunted in his general direction. He took it as 'Good Morning'. "Happy birthday. How are you feeling?"

"Crappy. My back is killing me and I need to go bra shopping. I grew out of my last bra overnight!" she moaned. "I can't believe I'm twenty-nine!"

John stumbled into the kitchen. Bleary-eyed, he pecked Randy on the cheek. "Morning, Rand. Happy birthday, Trish," Then, grabbing a mug, he poured a cup of coffee.

"Morning, Baby," she said, patting her belly. It took Randy a few moments to realize she was talking to the baby. "She kicked,"

"I seriously hope we're not having a boy. Poor little man is going to be SO confused because we keep calling him a girl," John commented, shaking his head. Rolling her eyes, Trish jabbed him with a fork.

"It's a girl! I know this for a fact. The maternal instinct doesn't lie!" she said.

They would know the gender of the baby in a matter of mere weeks. When they got back to the city, Trish was scheduled for a 4-D ultrasound. Randy and John could hardly wait.

"Where's my hubby?" she asked, realizing for the first time Chris wasn't there. Exchanging a look with John, Randy sighed.

"He had to run an errand," The response was rather vague. Trish couldn't help but wonder why the young man was being so vague.

Randy sighed, Trish pulling him out the door. Shaking his head, he couldn't believe John had volunteered him to go bra-shopping.

"Okay. I can't believe this!" Trish groaned, staring at the bra. "I am not a 36-E!" She hated to admit it but the huge bra fit her...comfortably. "My back actually feels better,"

"Told you. Your boobs were too big for that bra, which was causing pressure for your back," Randy murmured, wishing he could get out of the lingerie shop. He may have been gay, but that didn't mean he enjoyed spending time in a maternity lingerie shop.

"Right," she said, rubbing her belly. She laughed, watching her belly jerk, the baby doing gymnastics. "I can't believe there's a human baby inside of me,"

"Neither can I," Randy murmured, laughing. His cellphone rang. Turning his back, he began to listen and murmur. "Trisha, we're needed back at the house."

Trish couldn't figure out what the young man was up to. He was acting so strangely. Glancing down at her belly, she sighed. Hope you're not like him, she thought.

Randy pulled her up the stairs, once they arrived home. She still couldn't figure out what was going on. He jammed the key in the lock, and opened the door.

The curtains were drawn. The room was dark and silent. Turning on the lights, Trish got the shock of her life.

"SURPRISE!" no fewer than twenty people called. Turning, she noticed the devilish grin on Randy's face.

"You knew?" she squealed. He nodded, hugging her.

"Happy birthday," he said, rubbing her belly. She blushed.

"Hungry?" Chris asked, placing his arm around his wife. She gazed at him skeptically.

"Hell yeah!" she said.

Time seemed to fly. Before Trish knew it, it was time for cake.

Blowing out her candles, she had to think of the perfect wish. Sighing before blowing the candles out, she made her wish.

I wish the baby will have a good life with her dads,

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Finally, it's up! I've had a busy week with finals and what not. Oh well, at least, it's up. Enjoy!

JenLea

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