You all say you don't trust me and that I'm like a really sadistic writer or smth but I've only actually killed frank or Gerard in two of my stories

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I held Frank's hand, smiling happily as we looked at the baby in the ultrasound. The baby looked so much bigger now and Frank squeezed my hand tighter.

"You're about halfway through your pregnancy now," he said. "How have things been going?"

"Good," I said. "This one's easier. Now I'm more prepared and not as scared."

"Did you feel the baby kick?" He asked and I nodded. "People usually feel it way earlier their second pregnancy."

"Still disappointed that I can't feel it yet," Frank said and Brendon laughed, looking at the screen.

"So, would you like to know the sex or is this one going to be a surprise too?" He asked.

"I wanna know," I said.

Frank nodded in agreement and I could feel his hands sweating.

"Are you nervous?" I asked.

"Just excited," he said, kissing my forehead

"Well, Mr. and Mr. Iero-Way, you're having a boy," he said.

A huge smile broke out on Frank's face as his eyes watered.

"A boy?" Frank asked, his voice cracking.

I giggled, squeezing his hand.

"We're gonna have a little boy," he whispered, kissing my forehead.

"Everything looks right, you're tests are all coming back good," he said. "You're having a healthy little boy."

"Little Frankenstein," Frank said.

"We're not naming our baby Frankenstein," I said.

"It's not the weirdest name ever," Dr. Urie said. "Did you know that there are five babies who were named Zzyzx?"

"See? Frankenstein isn't so bad in retrospect," Frank said.

I rolled my eyes. How could we ever name our baby Frankenstein.

"If it was a girl we could've named her Lucifer and call her Lucy for short," he said.

"Stop it," I said with a chuckle. "Our kids are gonna be bullied because of you."

Frank laughed, kissing my cheek.

"I'm only kidding," he said quietly. "Well, not about the Frankenstein."

"I like Anthony," I said.

Frank sighed dramatically, rolling his eyes.

"So, we'll plan the c-section before the due date, of course," he said.

We set a date for the c-section, June 7th.

"You two have a nice day," he said.

We returned our goodbyes and headed outside. Frank held my hand as we walked to our car happily. He just kept smiling, he almost looked silly.

"Can we get fries?" I asked. "They sound really good right now."

He smiled and nodded, starting the car. We went through the drive-through of McDonald's before getting to his parents house.

"Dada!" Lily exclaimed.

She tried to run over to us but tripped within a few steps. Frank smiled, kissing her cheek.

"Well? What is it?" Frank Sr. asked.

"It's a boy," I said.

The two cheered, giving us hugs.

"You're gonna have a little brother, Lily," I said, kissing her cheek.

"Do you have a name?" Linda asked.

"Frankenstein," Frank said.

"It's not Frankenstein," I denied. "We haven't picked on a name yet. I like Anthony."

"I like Frankenstein," Frank said.

I rolled my eyes and giggled. I knew he was only joking, which I was thankful for because it helped to keep me calm.

"Don't you want your little brother named Frankenstein?" Frank asked Lily. "It's not too late to change your birth certificate to Lucifer too. Frankenstein and Lucifer, Frankie and Lucy."

"Her name is Lily," I stated. "Isn't that right, Lily?"

"Puppy," she said, pointing to the dog on her shirt.

I smiled, giving her a kiss.

"Well, we should get going," Frank said. "Thanks for watching her."

"Of course," Mr. Iero said. "And we can't wait to meet little Frankenstein."

I laughed as we grabbed Lily's bag.

"Say bye grandma and grandpa, Lily," I said.

"Buh-bye," she said, waving her hand.

She rested her head on my shoulder, sucking her thumb. We got into the car and I buckled her in, biting my lip.

"Lily's supposed to be in this seat until she's two," I said with a small frown as I went up to the passenger seat.

"What about it?" Frank asked, backing out of the driveway.

"So, she'll only be 21 months when the baby is born, would we really have to buy a second car seat for just those three months?" I asked.

"Maybe we can get Lily a front facing seat," Frank said. "It matters on size, not just age. Lily's getting really big."

"Yeah, we can do that," I said. "I'm just nervous because they're so close in age so we might have to buy two of things. And we just moved into the new house, I don't wanna have to buy more stuff if we'll only need it for a few months before throwing it away."

Frank reached over to squeeze my hand gently.

"So, should we try to get Lily into the toddler bed tonight?" He asked.

I sighed and nodded. We had bought a toddler bed and it's in Lily's room but we haven't tried getting her into it yet. We don't wanna do it too soon, but we also don't wanna wait too late.

"Yeah, I think that sounds good," I said. "I'm just scared that she's too little for a toddler bed and she won't like it or she'll get out of bed at night and wander around the house and hurt herself."

"Everything is baby-proof," he said. "It's not like can open the cabinets or stick her fingers into an outlet."

I shrugged, holding his hand.

"And we'll keep both our doors opened ajar so we can hear her," he said.

I nodded my head as we finally got back to our new house. At first Lily hated sleeping here but she got used to it after a while. It's been about two weeks now. At first she would get a little confused because she didn't know what was where and it was actually pretty cute.

"Come here, Lily Bear, let's go inside and play," Frank said, taking her out of her seat.

"Play!" She cheered happily.

She was learning a lot more words now and she was learning them faster too. We walked into the house and I smiled as I looked around. I really did like this house and now it looked so much better with the pictures on the walls.

"What color should we paint the nursery?" He asked. "It's just that ugly white now."

We painted Lily's room purple. We held up two swatches and she chose the purple one. Although I think she only chose that because she likes purple grapes. Of course, she then afterwards chewed on the swatch.

"Maybe like a really light bluish/greyish color, I think it'd be cool," i said.

"Or we can paint Frankenstein's room black," he stated.

"His room isn't gonna be black," I said. "Maybe green, green is a nice color too."

"Yeah, Frankenstein would like the color green, it's the color of his skin," he said.

I rolled my eyes, sitting down on the couch. I rested my hand on my stomach. Frank went to the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water before handing it to me.

"Hungwy, dada," Lily said, holding onto Frank's jeans.

"Alright, let's get you a snack," I said.

He grabbed some crackers and a sippy cup of juice, handing them to her.

"Are you a big girl, Lily?" Frank asked and she nodded. "Do you wanna sleep in your big girl bed tonight?"

She shoved a cracker in her mouth, holding up her toy truck for him. Frank smiled, kissing the top of her head as he stood up, sitting beside me on the couch. Lily stood up and followed, whining as she held her arms up. We pulled her up to sit between us and I smiled.

"Do you think Frankenstein is gonna be as sweet as Lily?" He asked.

"I hope so," I said.

He leaned over to give me a kiss and Lily stood up, hugging me. I think that's the first time she actually realized that my stomach was bigger because she sat on my lap, looking confused and annoyed. Lily put a hand on my stomach as she frowned.

"Your little brother is in there, Lily," I said.

"No," she pouted.

I think she was just annoyed because she couldn't hug me as easily. I chuckled, giving her a kiss.

"Big," she said.

Frank and I both laughed.

"Yeah, I'm big," I agreed.

She still didn't seem to like it very much.

"Frankenstein's in there, Lily," Frank said.

He rested his hand on my stomach and I smiled.

"Can you say Frankenstein, Lily?" He asked.

"Fank," Lily said.

"Don't teach her those things, she's going to actually start calling him Frankenstein when he's born," I said.

A little while later it was bedtime. We got Lily changed into her cute little footie pajamas. They were white with a little cat hood and rubber designs of a cat paws on the bottom of the feet.

"Bedtime, beautiful," I said.

I put her into the toddler bed and she didn't look happy. She got out of the bed, going over and holding onto the bars of the crib. Frank picked her up and she started crying.

"We're gonna sleep in the big girl bed tonight," Frank said, kissing her cheek. "Just like dada and grandma and grandpa and Uncle Mikey. Big girl beds are cool, Lily."

She cried, reaching for the crib.

"The crib is for Frankenstein, Lily," Frank said, setting her down on the bed.

We gave her a blanket with pink flowers and made sure to put her kitty there and a soft pillow, hoping that she would be more comfortable. Lily kicked and cried as we tucked her into the little bed.

"H-how does that song go?" Frank asked.

"What song?" I asked, holding her hand as my thumb gently rubbed along the back of her hand, which seemed to calm her a bit.

"Hush little baby don't you cry, Daddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird," Frank sang. "And if that mockingbird don't sing, Daddy's gonna buy you a diamond ring. And if that Diamond ring don't shine, Daddy's gonna buy you... a pork rind."

I looked at him and giggled.

"And if that pork rind don't taste good, Daddy's gonna buy you some oak wood," he continued and I laughed. "And if that oak wood don't stay sturdy, Daddy's gonna buy you...god, what rhymes with sturdy? Daddy's gonna buy you a man who's thirty."

I laughed and Lily cried more.

"It's not that scary, sweetheart," I whispered. "We're gonna be right here until you fall asleep."

I gave her a kiss and after a while she calmed down. Frank hummed now, instead of making up nursery rhymes, as I ran my fingers through her hair. She fell asleep and I stood up, letting go of her hand.

"Come on, baby, let's go to sleep," Frank said.

I smiled, giving him a soft kiss as we walked out.