{A/N: WARNING! Triggering imagine! Don't worry!! No one dies! I'd feel so guilty if I'd kill a character again.. 'Kil' is in my name, but nothing literal when it comes to my attitude. So chill, haha! Enjoy?!}

|Patrick's POV|

"I love you, Patrick.." (Y/N) panted, almost out of breath. I removed some of her hair way from her sweaty face and kissed her forehead gently.

"I love you too, (Y/N).." I muttered, also gasping for air, as we snuggled with each other on the bed, naked. Yes. There was something hot that happened. You guys missed it! *GIF* Maybe next time, I guess? Shut up, Patrick! Okay, I'm sorry! But, holy smokes! That was amazing! I just love this girl so much, in a LOT of ways..

·°·after how many months later·°·

Here I am, chillin' on the couch, watching some Ghostbusters. Alone. My girl? Oh she's just in our room, taking her 'beauty' rest. To be honest, I don't even think she needs one.
(Y/N) will always be beautiful in my eyes. Cheesy? Bail! That's how I feel, so just-

I suddenly heard vomiting from upstairs. Obviously, (Y/N). She's been like that these past few days. I don't know, but, I think she might be..

"Patrick Martin Vaughn Stump! Get your ass up here, now!!" (Y/N) exclaimed from the bathroom. I quickly ran towards her, only to see her hand holding that stick thingy. What do you call that again? A pregnancy tester? Preganancy tester. Preg-

"P-p-positive.. I'm pregnant, Trick!!" She squealed. I then, engulfed her in a joyous hug, happy tears already blurring my eyes, as she hugged back. I knew it.

"We're finally going to be a family!! I'll love you both forever!" I cheered, kissing her tummy, then her soft lips lovingly.

"Same with me, patty.." She mumbled through my chest, as we both informed our loved ones. Finally.

·°·after a few more months later·°·

"The baby's in an absolute good condition, Mr. and Mrs. Stump! Would you both like to know the gender?" The doctor kindly asked. Me and (Y/N) have been visiting the doctors regularly. And so far, the baby's been really healthy. Just a few more days to wait, and he or she's out. Holy smokes!

"That's great, doc! But me and Patrick have decided to keep the gender a surprise. You know, to keep it more exciting!" (Y/N) politely said, and chuckled, causing us to do the same. Yup. She's right. We did thought of keeping it a secret, until the day of her labor comes.

After a few more discussions with the doctor, the session ended, as we said our goodbyes and made our way home, hand in hand. A little more wait, and there'll be another hand we'll be holding..

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"I love you, my future son or daughter!! I'm certainly sure that you'd be as beautiful as mommy or as irresistible as daddy!" I playfully muttered near (Y/N)'s already huge baby bump, making her giggle and pull me near her, looking at me sternly.

"Whaaat? Ain't I?" I teased, wiggling my brows, and showing off my reflexes to her, which made her burst out into laughter. But then, she jokingly shook her head. Don't believe, huh. I exacrly know how to make her agree.

"Fiiine!! You're irresistible!" She moaned, as I placed kisses on her neck. Haha! Nice one, Martin. I then, decided to place a quick kiss on her cheek, get up, and say..

"You stay and rest here, princess! While I go clean the house up, okay?" But then again, she shook her head and answered, "I don't know what has gotten into you for offering to clean the house up. But.. I can't let you do it alone!"

I tried telling her not to, but she insists too much, as she slowly got up, and head towards the basement.

"Princess, where are you going?" I pretended to curiously ask. Of all the places in the house, why that creepy basement? She stopped her tracks and looked back at me, smiling reassuringly.

"To the basement, pattycakes! I'll go sweep a little down there, while you choose a place to clean up. And, no 'buts'!" She cooed, as she continued moving her way towards the basement. I have a bad feeling about that baseme-

"Patrick!!" I heard (Y/N) scream. She sounded horrified, so I rushed towards the basement, only to see her by the end of the stairs, a pool of blood already around her bottom.

"Call for help!"

I did my best to contact for any help. Not so long enough, medics arrived, calming (Y/N) and helping the baby to survive. No. Why? Why did this have to happen?!

·°·a year later·°·

|Y/N's POV|

"Just leave me already!! Besides, it was all my fault in the first place! I'm just a middle aged mess now.. You deserve better!! So please.." I exclaimed. We lost the baby. It's true. I don't drink, though. Still hoping for God to give us a blessing, but we've been trying for so long! And I just cant take it anymore! Patrick never stopped being there for me, which makes me feel worse.

There are times when we go out on a date, and some families walk past us, making him look down in disappointment. It crashes my heart, seeing him like that. I feel the same way, that's why I want to end this already. The next thing I know is that, I'm already in our room's bathroom, looking for something sharp. Patrick kept banging the door, saying..

"(Y/N), please!!" Over and over again. I, on the other hand, unexpectedly felt the urge to vomit, which I didn't hesitate in doing. Then it hits me. I quickly reached for the stick, and took the test, hoping for it to show two red lines. After a few minutes, I took it out and..

"Positive." I mumbled, enough for Patrick to hear on the other side of the door, I guess? Tears kept streaming down my cheeks, as I finally swung the door open, and joyously hugged Patrick once again. He immediately hugged back, as tears streamed down his cheeks as well.

Finally. From a middle aged mess to a future mom once again..

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{A/N: Calm down, guys!! You and Patrick, fortunately, got the baby this time!! The gender and name's up to you guys haha! Thnks fr rdng!! Love you overcasts! Stay psychotic and/or beautiful!! *winks*👽}