Everybody's Fool

Digidestend Angel

I Do NOT Own Victorious or Any Of The Songs Used

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Chapter Thirty-Seven

Pregnancy Blues

Beck laid Cat down after a long day at school and her dance class just was released, even though she had to stay back on the sidelines a bit. The dance recital was in a few days, so she was trying regain herself as much as she could before then. Beck was severely worried about her, knowing the stress of the recital and end-of-the-year exams were hitting his young fiancée hard all at once, but he tried to be there for her as much as he could. They were studying in their free time and Beck kept her off her feet while they were home or at their friends'.

"Beck." Cat moaned out as he put her little feet on a pillow to support them and keep them elevated because they were a bit swollen. "I hate being pregnant."

Beck frowned as he gently massaged her ankles in his hands. "I know, babygirl. I know."

"Thanks for being patient with me though." Cat sighed out, attempting to calm the pain down. "You're the best guy in the whole world."

"You're carrying my child and I love you so much. I'd do anything to make you comfortable, Kitten." Beck almost mumbled, still feeling so helpless to her. "I want to do more for you though."

Cat smiled softly at him. "You're doing enough and more, Beck. I'm so lucky to have you." Suddenly she hissed in pain.

Beck froze his actions on her ankles. "Did I do something wrong?"

Cat shook her head. "No…" She whimpered out. "Leg cramps again…"

Beck let his hands fall from her feet and sighed. "Cat, tell me there's more I can do for you here. Please." He asked her in desperation. "It's not fair that you have to go through all this physically pain, while I'm perfectly fine."

"Beck, you need to focus on your exams and your script you need to look over for that audition for that Hollywood Broadway play." Cat had her eyes closed, calming her breathing down. "You need to not owrry so much about me."

"Cat, stop, I'll always worry about you." Beck stood up, but walked a few steps and kissed her lips, sitting by her side and took one of her hands. "There's nothing in the world that could ever make me stop thinking and loving you. You're always on my mind. How can I do anything else right now? You're in so much pain and discomfort, yet I don't know what to do. I can see that there really isn't anything I can do."

Cat's eyes fluttered open and she gave Beck another gentle smile. "You're so sweet."

"Let's get you a shower, okay?" He helped her up, with her stiff body causing her trouble, and carried her to the shower where he helped her bathe. Halfway through, he had to speed it up because she was getting shaky. He put a nightgown on her and brushed her hair for her before taking a shower himself. When he dried himself off and put a pair of pajama pants on, he noticed Cat wasn't in the room. He tried not to panic as he threw the wet towel in the hamper and walked out to the living room and then the kitchen, where he saw Cat at the kitchen table. Her Literature book was out in front of her with a notebook of notes. "Cat, did you already study today?" He asked as he rested his hand on her shoulder.

Cat nodded numbly. "Yes, but I needed to stretch my legs, but then I didn't feel like walking back to the room, so I decided to sit down and study instead."

He sighed and went to pour himself a cup of coffee, seeing Cat already had her hot chocolate, and sat down across from her, taking out his world history book and notes. They sat in silence, only hearing the sounds of papers rustling and sips of their drinks for over an hour before Beck closed his book. "Kitten, it's almost 10. You and our child need to get to sleep." He told her as he stood up. As Cat glared up at him, he shook his head. "No arguments, Cat. I'm sorry, but you're 18 weeks pregnant. You need rest."

Cat sighed and nodded. "Kay-kay." He picked her up into his arms and she laid her head against his shoulder.

Before Beck could even lay her down, he realized she had already fallen asleep. He smiled and kissed her forehead as he tucked her under the covers and made sure she was comfortable. He put Mr. Longneck in her arms. "I love you so much, Cat Valentine…soon to be Cat Oliver." He ran his fingers through her soft hair and stared at her innocent sleeping face with pride and joy. He was engaged to her and she was carrying his child.

He was going to be a husband and father…

The thought made him grin as he walked back out to the kitchen table and sat down, studying some more.

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Beck awoke with a terrifying start, breathing heavily and sitting straight up in bed, as the covers fell from his chest onto his lap. His eyes adjusted to the large, pretty pink bedroom with a single pink night-light in the room giving him some sight. He ran his fingers through his damp, sweaty hair and his mind was racing. The nightmare was devastating to him. He turned to the side and saw Cat asleep soundly next to him. She was lying on her back with one arm still around Mr. Longneck and the other limply on her growing stomach. Her head was tilted towards him a bit and she wasn't making a sound, but her chest was moving up and down at a rhythmic pace that put Beck's fears at rest…sort of.

He heard whimpering in the corner of the room. Reeses was sitting up in his tiny bed and staring straight at Beck with his tail wagging. He sighed. He woke the dog up so now the dog had to go to the restroom. Understandable. He gently left the bed, making sure Cat was still tucked in protectively, and motioned for the dog to follow him out of the room silently. He walked out and opened the patio door so Reeses could go do his business. He leaned against the doorsill, looking up at the clear blue sky with the moon shining down and the stars above ever so bright. Cat would love the sight.

His sweet, sweet Cat…

He flinched involuntarily when flashbacks of the nightmare came back to him.

"Cat, no!" Beck yelled as he reached for his redhead angel, who had just given birth to their child, but now he was being thrown out of the room. The big-boned doctors wouldn't let him through. All he wanted was to see his fiancée! "Move! I need to see her!"

When another doctor came up and shook his head silently, the other two before Beck stepped aside, letting Beck in. Beck ran in, not wasting time, but saw a sheet over Cat's tiny body. "NO!"

He ran up to her and carefully pulled the sheet down, and Cat's face was pale and lifeless, with no sign of life at all. He put his ear to her chest, feeling no movement or hearing no heartbeat. "No…no, no, no!" He screamed, bringing her up into his arms and cradling her. "Don't leave me! PLEASE!"

"Beck?" Beck jumped at the sound of her voice and turned around. Cat was rubbing her sleepy eyes and leaned against the wall for support. "Why are you out of bed?"

Beck saw Reeses at her feet, also looking at him with complete confusion. "Um…I…nothing. I needed fresh air." He shut the glass door shut and turned back to his fiancée, walking up to her. "Why are you up?"

"I had to pee for the 3rd time tonight." She yawned cutely. "I think my bladder is smaller than a squirrel's now."

Beck chuckled. "I think so too. Come on, little lady, let's get you and our baby to bed."

As they walked back, Cat hummed. "Hey, Beck?"

"Yes, beautiful girl?"

"What do you want more? A boy or a girl?" Cat asked as Beck helped her back itno bed. "Just curious."

"I already told you that I'm totally set on it being a boy, but if by chance I'm wrong and it's a girl, I'll love her all the same. As long as he or she is healthy, I'm okay. Most of all, I want you healthy too." Beck kissed her head as he laid her back down. "Sleep tight, my sweet angel."

"Night-night, Beck." And Cat was asleep again. Yes, this pregnancy was wearing her out, but she accepted it.

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"BECK!" Beck sat straight up from his sleep as Cat came rushing in with a single red rose in her hand. "There's a note on it! Read it!" She said with tears in her eyes.

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I watched you go to bed

And I'm still watching you

Beck gulped. "Oh, shit…"

"I was out on the front porch reading my book and a little kid said he was paid 10 dollars to give that rose to me!" Cat was sobbing so Beck stood from the bed, putting his hands on her shoulders. "What if he's watching me? He's here, isn't he? Wait…" She froze, stopping her hysterical tears. "Who is he anyways?"

Beck sighed. "I'm not sure, baby. I…I don't know what to do exactly, but I do know that no one is hurting you. We just-" Suddenly Cat gasped and clenched her teeth together as she closed her eyes, her hands clinging to her stomach. Beck panicked. "Cat, what's wrong? Talk to me!"

She began breathing heavily and shook her head. "I…I feel something funny."

Beck was getting worried. "Like what?"

"I'm not sure." Cat grabbed his hand and put it on the side of her pregnant bump. "It's kind of hurting right there."

Beck concentrated and slowly broke into a smile. "Cat…"

"What?"

"Cat…the baby…" Beck chuckled. "The baby is kicking."

"Huh?" Cat made his hand move as she put her own there. She was so surprised that she lost the feeling in her legs and almost collapsed, but Beck caught her in time. "It's moving." She whispered as Beck sat her down on the bed. "The baby is moving." She also began to smile as she looked up to Beck, who had tears of joy. "He or she is moving! Yay!"

Beck laughed. "Yes!" He kissed her lips lovingly before laughing with her again. "He or she is moving!"

"Yay!" Cat cheered. "Oh, my, with all this excitement, I'm hungry. Let's go eat something."

Beck nodded and kissed her head. "Whatever you want, my love."

The two left the room, walking towards the kitchen, still in conversation about the moving unborn child. They left the single red rose and note on the bed, forgotten…