Frank skidded out of the doctor’s office and into my waiting arms, already sobbing. I scooped him up and guided his legs around my waist, holding him against my chest. “We can h-have an ultrasound now,” he managed to gasp out, clinging to me so tightly I was losing breath.
“Yes!” I said quickly, hurrying over to the nurse hovering by the door. She smiled at me and I set Frank down on his feet, holding his hand as I followed him down the corridor.

We stepped into a dark room and I helped Frank onto the bed, watching as the nurse pulled his shirt up and out of the way. She left us to wait for the doctor and I leaned over, kissing Frank's stomach. “It's gonna be okay,” I said to him quietly, rubbing his chest as he grabbed at my spare hand.
“I'm not scared about this bit,” he pointed out quietly. “This part is easy...Ryan was easy.”
I sighed and sat down on the edge of the bed, kissing his forehead. “It's gonna be okay for the whole thing this time, Frankie. We’re great dads, and Angelo will be around, and we’re out of the city. We've got a clean slate, aside from Jackson, and that can't hurt the baby.”
Frank frowned and sniffed. “He might come after us.”
I shook my head and kissed his jaw. “He's in for life now, and he doesn't have cronies like Chris did.”

The doctor walked in and I felt Frank relax slightly. I stood up, but kept a tight grip on his hand as the doctor smiled at us.
“Hey...guys. I hear this is your second baby, Frank?”
I squeezed his hand tightly and he nodded, sniffling. “We lost the first one,” I mumbled, rubbing his arm. “After he was born.”
The doctor frowned. “I'm really sorry to hear that, but I'm sure this baby will be healthy and happy,” she said smoothly. “I'm assuming you'll want pictures, but what about the baby’s sex?”
I looked down at Frank. “What do you think, sweetie?”
He nodded slightly and I smiled. “Yes, please.”
The doctor spread jelly over Frank's abdomen and moved the wand over his skin, a picture showing up on the screen. I'd seen the pictures of Ryan from his ultrasounds, but I hadn't actually been to any of the appointments, as most of them had been when I was still incarcerated.
I gasped and kissed Frank's fingers, grinning. “That's our baby!”
He giggled and blew me a kiss. “Well done, sweetie.”
I rolled my eyes and kept watching the screen.
The doctor looked up. “You're having a baby girl.”
I blinked, stunned. I'd never thought about having a girl, for some reason, I'd always assumed we'd have a boy. Frank looked happy, though, so I smiled and kissed him. He must have noticed my expression, as he said to me, “We’ll be great with a girl. No problem at all.”
“Until the teen years,” the doctor interrupted, chuckling. I shrugged.
“Long way away, more worried about the late nights at the moment.”

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I carried Frank inside and over to our bed, dumping him in it happily. He squealed and pulled me down next to him, attacking me with kisses. I hugged him tightly.
“Are you sure you're ready for this?” I asked him softly, stroking his hair. He looked at me seriously.
“Yes. Seeing that baby in my stomach today...I'm excited. I wanna have a baby girl, I wanna take her shopping and cuddle her and show her the world. I wasn't ready with Ryan, at all. But now...things with you and I are more solid, we have a good place...I'm totally ready for this dad stuff.”
I smiled and rubbed his stomach, kissing him again slowly. “Shall I call Ange?”
Frank grinned and nodded. “Yeah, but not yet. I wanna celebrate. I'll go run a bath and get some chocolates.”
I rolled my eyes and chuckled, watching him scurry off. I laid back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. Frank was almost four months pregnant. Almost halfway.
He bounced back into the room and frowned. “Geebear?”
I sighed and sat up, sliding out of bed. “Let's go celebrate.”
Frank put a hand on my chest, stopping me gently. “Hey. What's wrong, sweetie?”
I closed my eyes for a couple seconds. “You're ready. But I'm not sure I am.”
He pulled me into a tight hug, rubbing my shoulders. “We've still got six months to go, sweetie. I'm sure you'll be ready by then. Let's just concentrate on the good. I'm having another baby, and that's exciting. I'm sure the pregnancy and birth will be fine, they say your second kid is easier and the first was fairly smooth. We have nothing to be worried about. Come on.”
He took my hand and gently pulled me into the bathroom, handing me a framed picture from the ultrasound. “That's our baby girl, Gee. She's gonna be beautiful and special and we’re gonna be amazing dads.”
I took a deep breath and smiled, kissing him softly. “We will..”
Frank grinned and handed me a champagne glass. “It's fizzy apple juice,” he said quickly, noticing my expression. “Cheers.”
We clinked glasses and drank up, then I pulled Frank's shirt off, kneeling down as I trailed kisses all over his chest and stomach. He giggled and gently pushed my head out of the way, undoing his jeans and tugging them down. I helped him eagerly and noticed the absence of a bulge in his boxers. “I can't really keep it on in the bath, unless I use a strap,” he mumbled, going bright red. I shifted his legs apart and pulled his boxers down before starting to lick and suck at him, grinning as his hips rolled and his head fell back.
“Oh yeah, Gee..” He mumbled, but pushed me away. “Come on. Let's get in the bath first.”
I nodded and scrambled to undress, then got into the bath quickly. Frank immediately straddled my lap, grinning as he sank his hips down onto me, his warmth slowly spreading down my length. I kissed him happily and he picked up a chocolate from the box. “Open your mouth. Daddy says so.”
I giggled and did as I was told, Frank placing the chocolate on my tongue. “Good boy,” he purred, leaning down and kissing my neck. “I love you, Geebear. I really do. I can't wait to marry you..”
I grinned and swallowed, then pulled him into a deep, slow kiss.

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Frank wandered into the bedroom naked, another glass of ‘champagne’ in his hand. “Gee?”
“Mhm?” I looked up from my seat on the bed and smiled slightly. “What’s up, baby?” He crawled into bed next to me and snuggled up to me, sipping from his glass. “I’m hungry.”
“You’re always hungry,” I teased gently, putting my book aside and wrapping an arm around him. “What do you wanna eat? I can order something.”
He huffed out a soft breath. “Can we get pizza?”
“We can get whatever you like,” I answered, stroking his hair slowly. “You look stunning in that, by the way.”
He giggled and put the glass aside. “Are you sure it doesn’t make my bum look big?”
I grinned. “It makes your bum look perfect, sweetie.”
Frank kissed me and leaned against my chest. “I wanna go out to celebrate tomorrow night. I wanna go somewhere fancy and act like we’re rich for a night.”
“We are rich,” I purred, kissing his nose. “We have each other.” Frank glared up at me. “That was way too fucking cheesy.”
I giggled and he nuzzled me happily, purring softly. I rubbed his side slowly. “You gotta get up so I can go order food.”

Notes

A little fluff and cute stuff :)