Hi guys. Im so sorry for the tardiness with this chap. I've been dealing with another story and writers block for this story so this chap wont be as good as I hope to be…..I hope and pray it gets better. Maybe it will. I can only hope.

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Chapter 24

Michael

Michael: Sometimes I feel lucky to have my little daughter and my wife but at times like these I feel sorry for myself, why? Well see for yourself… I must warn you

Shay: Stop being a drama king already!

Michaela: Quiet! My cuteness is starting!

*Michael and Shay stare at their daughter with they're eyebrows are raised.*

Michael: She definitely gets the demanding thing from you.

Shay:*looks over at him with a smirk* Damn right spud. *winks* Don't forget it either! *she giggles as she cuddles with Michael*

=Chapter starts now=

I stayed on the couch as I heard Michaela telling her mother to go away and Shay telling her no. Just the same brilliant routine we go through every morning. What's sad is this morning isn't for school or work….its just us getting ready for a trip! I screamed To myself.

Frustration overwhelming me, I proceeded onto my feet, making my way towards Michaela's bedroom. "Whatever you two are fighting about stop it. We'll be late!" I said, trying to keep my irritation in check. They both looked at me.

"Daddy she's not letting me bring my tutu."

"You don't need it." Shay said.

"Yes I do! Its part of my cosplay for tomorrow's convention!"

Shay sighed. Handed her the tutu. "Fine. Here!" She growled, making her way passed me, shoving me a little while she passed me. I sighed, watched my daughter neatly fold my tutu into her little anime covered suit case. I shook my head, not knowing what to do with her as of late. I proceeded to shuffle into My and Shay's room I asked. "What as that all about?"

Shay looked at me then shrugged. "Just want to hurry up already."

"I thought you been waiting for this vacation since that vice principle incident was over."

"I did….but I don't feel good. My irritation is thin right now….and.." She held her head in her hands. Right then the irritation, and frustration flew right out of me, as if it was a demon trying to take me over. I noticed she was crying. I went over to her side, rubbed her back before pulling her up into my arms.

"Do you want us to stay home?"

"What!?" We heard Michaela whine. She was dressed in a Morganville elementary shirt -the one she'll wear next year-. In a white tutu, with yellow leggings. For a four year old she sure knows how to match. She must of inherited that from her grandma. I thought to myself. "We're not going!?" She whined.

"We're going sweetie…just please get in the car." I calmly told her as I held Shay in my arms.

"Is mommy okay?" She asked now at Shay's side. "Mommy your not hurt are you!?"

Now at times like these where my girls weren't fighting I felt like the luckiest man alive. Shay wiped her eyes on my shirt, so Michaela wouldn't see I guess. She smiled at her daughter. Crouching down at her level. "Im okay sweetheart." She laid her hend on Michaela's head. "We promised you a anime convention….so a anime convention it shall be."

Michaela smiled, jumping up and down out of the room cheery as ever now. Shay staggered as she got her feet, he balance was off, and before she could really fall I caught her arm, holding her as she got her balance back in check. "Shay you really don't look so good. Why not stay here. I'll take her…."

"Spending my paid days off here alone without you? And my baby? No thanks. Im fine. I just need some rest."

When arriving at the motel in Dallas, the night was cold and crisped. Looking over I saw my wife looking red. And sweaty. I stopped her from grabbing a suit case. "Go lay down."

"I cant let you do this by yourself…." She reached for the case but I pulled her away. "Im fine Michael!" She persisted as she tried to pull back. I stopped but kept a good hold on her, but making sure I didn't hurt her. "Shay do not make me put you over my shoulder in front of our daughter. I swear to god I'll do it." I snapped. Her eyes gazed at me in fright. She grimaced. I sighed. I laid my hand on her head. She looked up at me. "Please don't fight me on this okay. Just go lie down. Its only three suit cases and three bags….so please….for me."

She stared at me with a frown. Her head nodded. I kissed the top of her head. "Ill keep our bundle of joy busy so you wont be bothered." Before I retreated to the car her hands grabbed my hoodie making me look down at her.

"Im sorry…."

"For what?" I asked.

"For ruining everything…." Tears grew in her eyes but went away in a flash, swiping them off her before they could make their escape did the trick. I kissed her soft lips then felt her head. Fever. "After im done here I'll see if I can get some medicine…."

She shook her head. "Don't leave me alone…please…not in this place…." She looked over at the cheap motel we were staying at.

"Go. I'll figure something out."

Shay reluctantly went. Once she was gone I called over Michaela who was poking a passing by frog. "Look daddy!" She giggled, completely ignoring my calls for her. I sighed. "Michaela please come help me get this stuff." She got up and frowned at me. "Why not be a big girl and carry you own bag and suit case?"

She glared at me but did as she was told. I followed in, setting down the suitcases and bags on the desk that sat against a wall across the books.

"Daddy can I play on your lap top now?" Michaela asked. I kneeled down to her.

"Actually daddy needs you be his helper. Mommy's too."

She gave me a small smile. "Alright…wait why mama's?"

"Well you see mama isn't feeling well right now. So daddy needs to get some medicine. He needs you to take care of mama." I reached for Shay's cell phone. "Now please listen when I tell you how to work this phone alright?"

She nodded. I showed her where to find contacts, where my number is and other family members just in case. I also handed her the 911 number and told her it was for emergencies only. Before heading out I got a wash cloth from the bathroom, soaked in cold water, squeezed it a bit then laid it on Shay's forehead. Her face looked pale as a ghost. Her cheeks though were burning up. She was sweating as well. I turned to Michaela. Kneeled down to her. "Alright I need you to take care of mommy the best you can while I run to the drug store down the street. Now. Can I count on you?" I asked.

She gave me a salute. "Absolutely sir!"

I smiled. Saluting her back. I kissed her head then Shay's and ran as fast as I could.

While waiting in line I felt my phone vibrate. I answered when I saw it was Shay's phone. "What is it Michaela?"

"Mommy woke up…she ran to the bathroom…she's making an awful noise. Daddy im scared."

I took deep breaths. She's only throwing up. "Its okay Michaela just make sure she doesn't fall. or faint. And if you can dab a wet cloth on her face when she lays back down."

"Okay- Mommy are you feeling okay?" I heard Michaela ask. I gave the lady the medicine. "Hey mama lay down- don't go outside!" I heard Michaela say. Then the call ended. I pocketed my phone, fished out the money grabbed the bag and ran out. When I crossed the parking lot, throw another few parking lots I finally made it to the buildings. I panting, standing on my feet I scanned the place, it wasn't till after 3 times I spotted my daughter pulling at her mother. I raced towards them, stopping Shay. She didn't fight me. She didn't yell at me to me move. She just looked up at me, her eyes filled with a familiar pain I experienced before, we both have. She took a hold of my hoodie, clutching for dear life. Her head leaned against my chest, I felt her breathing accelerating. Michaela at this point was in tears, she looked freaked out all together. "What's wrong with mommy?" She cried. I scooped Shay up in my arms. Looking down at Michaela. "Michaela…I really hate to do this but we may have to do that anime convention some other time…."

"Who cares!" She cried. She held her face. I stared at her as she continued in her sobs. "Mommy's dying…."

"No she's not. I may have a hunch of what's wrong with her."

"What?"

"Ill tell you when we get her to the hospital."

Staring at my beautiful wife I felt relieved when I noticed color coming back to her face, her sweats subsided, and her fever had gone down. Her breathing was better. I thank god the doctors treated her as soon as they did. Another night of her in that state probably would of killed her. Michaela sat in my lap. Her tears stopped a little while ago when Michaela caressed her mom's hand a little bit, making Shay's hand twitch, after the twitch though Michaela kept close to me as possible. "Mama looks very peaceful daddy..." she told me as she gazed down at Shay.

"She probably is Michaela." I stood her on the chair, turned my back to her as she hopped onto my back I held her legs, my arms under her bottom for support. We stared at Shay for a few more minutes before we headed outside. Our hoodies on and everything shielded by the chilly wind, though its not so bad. Michaela held onto my neck as we walked to a near by park that I spotted from the hospital. "So daddy….why did mommy act that way?"

"She has an illness where it makes her sick when she over does it, too stressed out, not eating, or pregnant."

"Pregnant?" Michaela slid off my back once we were at the swings. She hopped on. I sat on the swing next to her. "What's pregnant? Is that another sickness I will get at school next year."

I laughed a little at her innocent mind. "Pregnant can be an illness. But it can also be a great journey. You see before you were born, for nine months you grew inside mommy's tummy till you were ready to be born. And boy was you ready." I laughed.

"Wait how do you get pregnant? Can you get pregnant daddy?"

I shook my head. "I cant get pregnant only women can. If I could I would of done it for your mother when she was pregnant with you…"

Michaela gazed at me with curiosity in her eyes. "How do women get pregnant though?"

I felt a sensation of heat flood over my cheek, heat swept over me leaving me feeling flushed as ever. "Daddy your cheeks are red. Are you okay?"

I scrubbed my face with my hand, looking away from my daughter. I balled up my hand into a fist cursing my father for jinxing me.

"I bet when ever she gets older you'd be the one who talks about the birds and the bees." My father's words ran through my head along with his devilish laugh. I looked over at my daughter to see she was giving me a bugged out face. "I have a weirdo for a daddy you know."

"I am not a weirdo."

"Sure. that's why you were spazzing out like you were on pop rocks that was filled with extra pop."

"I wasn't-oh never mind. Anyways I wont answer your last question till your about ninety." I got up, let her jump on my back, hugging my neck she gasped. "But you'd be dead then!"

"Exactly." I winked back at her, holding her up for support as we strolled back to the hospital.

"That's mean!" She giggled as she laid her head against the side of face.

I chuckled. "I don't think I'm mean."

Michaela smiled. "Okay fine. You're an awesome daddy who has problems. Mentally."

"Watch yourself shrimp you are on my back. I can tickle you no problem."

She shut up instantly.

Making me laugh like a crazy loon which got me yelled at by my short, spunky, sassy, crazy cute daughter.

Although she's more like her mother than I.

These days it seems like it.

Shay

It was quite a long doctor visit. He kept talking on and on about his family, his dog, and his job as he skimmed over some papers which assuming those are mine. The doctor seemed to have a short term memory since he was asking me questions he asked not to long ago. The torture finally stopped when my husband and daughter came in. my daughter hugging her dad's neck. "Mommy!" Michaela cheered. She jumped off of Michael, onto the bed. She crawled in my lap, her arms around my neck. I held her as I watched the doctor leave after talking a little to my husband. Once my husband came to us. He took a seat on the wide arm chair beside us. A smile spread across his face. "Scared the crud out of us why don't you." He joked.

I gave him a small smile. "Sorry." I looked at my daughter. "Im sorry I ruined our trip sweetie."

"You didn't ruin it mama."

"I didn't?"

"Nope I got to learn about pregnancy!"

I looked at Michael then back at my child. "How much did you learn?"

"Daddy just told me about your illness, and how pregnancies could be illnesses or great journeys. Apparently I was born late."

"Yeah about two weeks late." I chuckled.

"Guess that's why I'm always late." She laughed. I shook my head and laid my hand on her head. "Yeah, that's it, it totally doesn't have to do with our arguing every morning."

She shook her head. "Nope."

A few days passed, soon turning back to normal, I felt fine for the past week, till today. I felt my illness acting up again. "Hey are you okay?" Shane asked.

I nodded, smiling. He didn't look like he was buying it but he shrugged. "Just let us know." He said before instructing the kids to kick the ball into the net. Outside felt good, when I wasn't blazing out here, although I don't why its hot in freaking winter. Especially in Texas. I hugged my legs, closed my eyes, focused on my breathing. I eventually I made it through the day without having the ambulance called. Though when I got home I was in the bathroom for at least an hour. First throwing up then taking a test I bought while back in a emergency thing. Three minutes later I read the test. I bit my lip. How am I supposed to feel about this? Last time I was pregnant I barely survived. What if this baby is different. I walked out of the bathroom, coming into the living room, where Michael and Michaela were dueling it out with their Yugioh cards, I think they were Yugioh, if not that then Digimon or some other card game that follow up to their standards. When Michaela saw me she smiled. "Mommy you should see I'm kicking daddy's butt!"

I gave her a smile. "You're my daughter for sure then. May I borrow your daddy for a minute." I asked. She nodded. Michael got to his feet and to my side. "Don't touch anything shrimp."

"Like I need to!" She retorted.

Michael laughed. He then came with me to our room. I shut the door. Holding the stick behind me. "So what do you want to talk about? Is it my massively great looks."

When he saw I wasn't amused he rose his brow. "What is it Shay?"

I bit my lip. I silently handed him the pregnant stick. He stared at it with wide eyes. After a while of staring at the stick his eyes shifted at me. "Your pregnant…."

I nodded.

And I honestly don't know if I can survive this one….

Well I honestly didn't want Shay pregnant again but I couldn't think of anything else….no imagination at all -.- lol. Anyways I hope this chapter is good. I hope to do another chapter before I have to get started on my math. Well I love you guys soooo much!

Read up on my other story if you please to. That story has ghosts, is set in early 19th century, and there are some steamy scenes between The prince and the commoner . can you guess who those are without even reading the story?

I bet you cant guess xD

Anyways the title starts with Spirit. So read up on my newest story. And check in for another chapter of this awesome story, along with my Spirit one.

Hope you enjoyed! I know I did. Especially with little Michaela! Lol. Okay im seriously done….now im done….Omg! Gahhhhhhhhhhh!

Okay now im done!*taped up my hands to the table*

Noooooooooo .…. O.O forgive me I havent slept since Sunday night. Lol.

-Miki-