Some like to sleep, We like to play

The next two weeks pass slowly and I feel a sharp pain in my chest the whole time. The day after we fly home Trick invites us to come stay with him. I take Bandit and Riley and we stay with Trick and William for three days before I can't take it anymore and we go home again.
A week after we get home I go to the doctors for a check up and another ultrasound. Everything looks fine and the baby is starting to get big. Over the last week it feels as if my bump has expanded three times what it was but I know it hasn't. I tell the doctor I feel sick and tired all the time and he hums in concern before asking about any stress I may have and I break down in his office sobbing. When I pull myself together he tells me that a lot of stress is not good for the baby and I need to try and find a way to resolve whatever is causing the stress.
When I leave the office I take a picture of the ultrasound picture I got and send it to Gerard. That night he calls me at 2am, waking me up and startling me. "Hey Z. I got the picture, thanks. How is the baby doing?" He asks and I tell him it's fine. "That's good. How are B and Ry?" He asks and I say "They're fine Gerard. I am a capable parent. I have taken care of them before while you were on tour." He lets out a huff before saying "If you're going to be a bitch I'll just hang up." "Let me save you the trouble then" I snap before hanging up on him. A minute later my phone starts ringing again and I ignore it before turning the phone off and curling up under the blanket, crying myself back to sleep. Just as I'm drifting off, tears still running down my face the bedroom door opens and Bandit crawls into bed with me. When she sees my face she reaches out a little hand and wipes my cheek saying "Don't cry mommy." I sniffle a few times before pulling her into my chest and cuddling her until we both fall asleep.

Three days before Gerard is due home I get on YouTube and watch a few videos of their latest performances and they are back to their normal act. I go on tumblr and look through their tag and I see a lot of pictures of them meeting fans and in most of the pictures from the last few days Gerard is wearing the jacket I bought him. I look at pictures of Frank and while he's smiling in these pictures it doesn't reach his eyes and I can see just how miserable he is.
The day the guys get back I don't go and pick Gerard up. Instead I spend the morning moving all my things from our bedroom into the spare room which I have furnished in the last two weeks. As I'm carrying the last of my stuff in I hear the front door open and Bandit and Riley squeal "Daddy." I go into my new room and lay on the bed with my back to the door not wanting to deal with him right now. I hear footsteps come up the stairs and then a mumbled "What the fuck" and more footsteps which stop right outside my door. "So we're done then?" He spits out and I roll over to look at him. He takes in my appearance, the bruising on my cheek still present but faded, my skin is sickly looking and my eyes are bloodshot with dark purple marks under them from lack of sleep. "Fuck babe" he breathes out as he crosses the room and kneels on the floor infront of me. He reaches out a hand slowly and rests it on my head, pushing my hair back from my face. As I look into his eyes I feel my bottom lip quiver and he strokes my cheek as he says "Don't cry." I take a few deep breaths to calm myself before he climbs onto the bed next to me and wraps me in his arms. I resist for a second before I break and I melt into his chest sobbing hard. I cry until I feel like I should have no tears left and then I keep crying. I can't breathe anymore and my sobs get louder and Gerard pulls back and cups my face in his hands and says "Shh baby calm down. You need to calm down and breathe." I try but as soon as the tears slow a small whine escapes my throat and I start again with big sobs that shake my whole body. "Oh baby I had no idea you we're hurting this bad" he sighs out as he pulls me into his chest and rubs my back, just letting me cry it out. When I calm down I pull away and roll onto my back, staring at the roof as I regain my breath. I feel a fluttering in my stomach and my hand shoots down to cover my bump. "What's wrong?" Gerard asks when he sees the action and I reach out and grab his hand, moving it onto my bump where the baby is kicking. When he feels it his face lights up and he says "That will never not be amazing." "It's the first time I've felt it" I tell him and he stares at my bump in awe.
After a while Gerard says "We need to talk Z. But you need to sleep first. I'm gonna go look after B and Ry and I want you to sleep. Tonight I'm going to take you to dinner and we will talk and figure out what we want to do." I nod and curl up on my side. Gerard pulls the blanket over me and kisses my forehead before walking out of the room and going back downstairs. While I'm trying to fall asleep my phone beeps and when I pick it up I have a message from Frank. 'Z I love you and I'm not afraid to fight for you. Anything you need I am here waiting with open arms and an open heart.' I take a deep breath before sitting the phone back down and I fall asleep thinking about what life with Frank would be like.

Notes

I need comments because I am conflicted about what I should do with the story. Who do you guys want her to end up with?