I Guess Dreams Can Come True
Like A Dagger
KATE’S POV
“First off it’s a miracle she lived. We had no doubt she was going to die to be honest. And second off while we were running some tests we came upon something… a bit odd.” The doctor said, speaking to Andy.
“Well, what is it?” Andy asked, practically falling out of his chair.
“Good news is… You’re pregnant. Bad news is… you are showing symptoms of severe brain injuries, maybe causing some issues down the road, possibly even death…” He said, looking down. What the fuck did he just say… pregnant… severe brain injuries… no, no! This can’t be happening right now!
“W-W-What?” I managed to choke out.
“I’m sorry, mam…” He said. I looked over at Andy and he had his jaw on the ground.
“A-Andy…?” I asked, looking over at him.
“What if it’s not mine…” He whispered.
“DNA testing…?” I asked the doctor.
“What? Why?” He asked.
“Does it matter?” I said with an attitude.
“It may not be my place to ask, but who’s-“ He started to say.
“Then you shut you dirty whore ass mouth and get me a damn DNA test!” I said, upset. Why was he asking?! He had no right to! He even said it himself! He stood there shocked from what I just said for a second, then he nodded and scurried out to I’m assuming going to go get a DNA tester or whatever he’s doing.
“Andy?” I asked again.
“Y-Yes, love?” He asked.
“Please don’t leave me…” I said, tears forming in my eyes.
“Why would I leave you?! Are you kidding me?! I love you so damn much! And even if it’s not my kid I’m still going to raise it and treat it like it’s mine. Trust me, love. I will NEVER leave you.” He said instantly, without hesitation.
“I love you too, Andy.” I said, tears still in my eyes.
“Now, cancer…” He said, taking my hand and looking down.
“Cancer.” I repeated. He bit his lip, not saying a single word.
“Well what the hell are we moping about?” I said, perking up.
“What…” He said, purely confused.
“It’s just fucking brain injuries. And it’s only SYMPTOMS.” I said.
“Kate, you can’t just ignore something like that…” He said, looking me in the eyes.
“Sure you can. But that’s not what I was saying. I’m saying all I have to do is just ignore fear. It’s just symptoms, we can obviously do more research and look into it, but until it’s definite and I have no way of escaping death… don’t worry about it.” I said simply.
“Not a bad idea.” He said admittedly. I smiled, then the doctor came in.
“So… we already had your DNA, obviously from the surgeries and such, and uhm the baby's too. So… The truth is, I know who the father is as long as I can get a DNA sample from you.” He said, looking at Andy.
“Sure.” He said, getting up.
“What do you want me to do? Piss in a cup, take a hair from me… what?” He asked.
“You need to have your blood drawn.” He said.
“Is there ANYTHING else I can do…” He asked, seemingly scared shitless.
“Nope. Just drawing blood.” The doctor stated.
“Why does it matter?” I asked.
“The thing is… I’m terrified of needles…” He said, looking down.
“Awhhh!” I said, giggling.
“Needles? Sir, this one is a fairly small needle, and it doesn’t take more than 10 minutes for the whole process to be finished with.” He said.
“That doesn’t change the fact I have a fear of needles.” Andy snapped at him.
ANDY’S POV
“MOTHER FUCKER, WHY?! WHY DO YOU HATE ME! GO FUCK A CACTUS! GO DAMN IT!” I yelled as he stuck the needle in my arm. He laughed.
“Go fuck yourself!” I yelped again, trying to look away.
“All done, Mr.Biersack.” He said as he pulled the dagger out of my arm.
“Burn in hell, for fuck’s sake, that hurt!” I said, getting up.
“We only have pink bandages today, sir. Sorry.” He said as he ran over to me, putting a pink bandages over the open wound caused by the bloody sword that was injected into my arm.
“I hate you.” I mumbled, walking back to Kate’s room.
“I’ll be right in, just have to run some tests.” He said as I walked off.
“First off it’s a miracle she lived. We had no doubt she was going to die to be honest. And second off while we were running some tests we came upon something… a bit odd.” The doctor said, speaking to Andy.
“Well, what is it?” Andy asked, practically falling out of his chair.
“Good news is… You’re pregnant. Bad news is… you are showing symptoms of severe brain injuries, maybe causing some issues down the road, possibly even death…” He said, looking down. What the fuck did he just say… pregnant… severe brain injuries… no, no! This can’t be happening right now!
“W-W-What?” I managed to choke out.
“I’m sorry, mam…” He said. I looked over at Andy and he had his jaw on the ground.
“A-Andy…?” I asked, looking over at him.
“What if it’s not mine…” He whispered.
“DNA testing…?” I asked the doctor.
“What? Why?” He asked.
“Does it matter?” I said with an attitude.
“It may not be my place to ask, but who’s-“ He started to say.
“Then you shut you dirty whore ass mouth and get me a damn DNA test!” I said, upset. Why was he asking?! He had no right to! He even said it himself! He stood there shocked from what I just said for a second, then he nodded and scurried out to I’m assuming going to go get a DNA tester or whatever he’s doing.
“Andy?” I asked again.
“Y-Yes, love?” He asked.
“Please don’t leave me…” I said, tears forming in my eyes.
“Why would I leave you?! Are you kidding me?! I love you so damn much! And even if it’s not my kid I’m still going to raise it and treat it like it’s mine. Trust me, love. I will NEVER leave you.” He said instantly, without hesitation.
“I love you too, Andy.” I said, tears still in my eyes.
“Now, cancer…” He said, taking my hand and looking down.
“Cancer.” I repeated. He bit his lip, not saying a single word.
“Well what the hell are we moping about?” I said, perking up.
“What…” He said, purely confused.
“It’s just fucking brain injuries. And it’s only SYMPTOMS.” I said.
“Kate, you can’t just ignore something like that…” He said, looking me in the eyes.
“Sure you can. But that’s not what I was saying. I’m saying all I have to do is just ignore fear. It’s just symptoms, we can obviously do more research and look into it, but until it’s definite and I have no way of escaping death… don’t worry about it.” I said simply.
“Not a bad idea.” He said admittedly. I smiled, then the doctor came in.
“So… we already had your DNA, obviously from the surgeries and such, and uhm the baby's too. So… The truth is, I know who the father is as long as I can get a DNA sample from you.” He said, looking at Andy.
“Sure.” He said, getting up.
“What do you want me to do? Piss in a cup, take a hair from me… what?” He asked.
“You need to have your blood drawn.” He said.
“Is there ANYTHING else I can do…” He asked, seemingly scared shitless.
“Nope. Just drawing blood.” The doctor stated.
“Why does it matter?” I asked.
“The thing is… I’m terrified of needles…” He said, looking down.
“Awhhh!” I said, giggling.
“Needles? Sir, this one is a fairly small needle, and it doesn’t take more than 10 minutes for the whole process to be finished with.” He said.
“That doesn’t change the fact I have a fear of needles.” Andy snapped at him.
ANDY’S POV
“MOTHER FUCKER, WHY?! WHY DO YOU HATE ME! GO FUCK A CACTUS! GO DAMN IT!” I yelled as he stuck the needle in my arm. He laughed.
“Go fuck yourself!” I yelped again, trying to look away.
“All done, Mr.Biersack.” He said as he pulled the dagger out of my arm.
“Burn in hell, for fuck’s sake, that hurt!” I said, getting up.
“We only have pink bandages today, sir. Sorry.” He said as he ran over to me, putting a pink bandages over the open wound caused by the bloody sword that was injected into my arm.
“I hate you.” I mumbled, walking back to Kate’s room.
“I’ll be right in, just have to run some tests.” He said as I walked off.
Notes
So Andy hates needles and Kate is taking the new better than I expected cxAnd sorry I didn't post, family shit :p
Welp...
As always...
I LOVE YOU ALL, MY LITTLE BVB KITTENS!!! <3 =^.^=
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1/11/15