Our big family (book three of Unbroken series)

Kit's P.O.V.
It had been two months since Quinn's baby shower and she was due to have the baby any day now. Andy and I had decided to visit Quinn until she had the baby, knowing that if we didn't that we would miss the birth of her little girl. Andy and I still hadn't moved in together because I was stubborn as hell when it came to picking out a house. I had a long list of things that I was looking for in a house, and to find one in L.A. with all of them was proving to be a difficult task.
I was curled up on Andy's lap as we watched 'Batman Begins' in Quinn's living room. Ashley was out at the grocery store and Quinn was sleeping in her bedroom the last I checked.
"Kit, I was wondering...," Andy trailed off as he twirled my hair in his fingers.
"Yeah?"
"Never mind. It was just a stupid thought...."
"Andy, tell me," I said, turning over so that when I looked up I saw his beautiful blue eyes.
"Ashley and Quinn are having a kid, and it made me think....well, that one day I'd like to have a kid too," Andy admitted.
"Oh," I sighed.
I didn't want to have this conversation. Not now. Not ever. I didn't want to be a mother. I had been sort of like a mother to Quinn her whole life, and it was one of the most difficult things I've ever done. I wasn't prepared to bring a child into this world and be responsible for it's well-being.
"You don't want kids, do you?" Andy asked, crestf-allen.
"No, I don't," I mumbled, sitting up on the couch, "I also don't want to get married. I'm not really good with commitment. If you thought that I was the girl that you would marry and have kids with, then I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not her."
I got up from the couch and speed-walked to the guest bedroom. I locked the door behind me and flopped down onto the bed and cried.
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Andy's P.O.V.
I heard Kit sobbing in the guest room and it tore me apart. I wanted kids and I wanted to marry her someday, and to know she didn't want the same made me question how far we could take our relationship.
I covered my face in my hands and let out a deep breath. I don't know how, but I will work things out with Kit. I had fought too hard for too long to lose her.
"Andy, are you okay?"
I looked up and saw Quinn standing in front of me in a pair of sweatpants and an overside t-shirt.
"No. Kit and I had a....disagreement, I guess," I said.
"What about?" Quinn asked.
"I brought up the idea of one day having kids, and she said she...she didn't want to have kids...or get married. I like what I have with Kit. I love her. Still, I want to know that one day I can say that she is all mine and look into our child's eyes to realize that we had created such a beautiful, living, breathing thing."
"Andy....I honestly don't know what to say. Kit...well...it was hard enough for her to let down her walls to let you into her heart. Maybe one day she will change her mind and you will have a family together, but I think the only thing you can do is to show her that you won't leave just because she's scared. I'm sure things will work themselves out eventually, but for now I think you should just wait it out," Quinn advised.
"Thanks Quinn," I said.
"No prob-"
She was cut off by my gasp as I noticed that her sweatpants were becoming soaked.
"I-I think m-my water br-broke," she stuttered in shock.
"Kit!" I yelled, "Quinn's in labour! Get her out to the car and I'll get her stuff!"
Kit stumbled out of the guest bedroom with her eyes wide. She grabbed a pair of car keys and helped Quinn out of the apartment.
I ran to the bedroom and picked up the bag that Ashley prepared for this.
Oh shit....Ashley.
As I slung the bag over my shoulder, and took my phone out of my pocket. I speed-dialed Ashley and he answered after three rings.
"Andy? What's up?" he asked.
"Quinn's in labour. Get your ass to the hospital, now," I told him as I got into the car.
"Holy shit. I'm heading there right now," he said.
I hung up the phone and started up the car.

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