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Take My Hand (Take My Whole Life Too)-13

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12

Warnings for sexual content, male pregnancy, non-hockey Sid. Sid and Taylor’s ages have been altered to fit the story.

Perpetual credit to my betas, @queen-alia and @icosahedonist as well as the GC and @ljummen.

September

Sid frowns down at his pants as he struggles to button them. He didn’t think he’d gained that much weight. He’s able to suck in just enough to slip the button through the hole and throws his arm in the air in triumph. “Ha!”

Then he lets his breath out.

“Fuck.”

This is not going to work. “Fuck,” he snaps again into the empty room as he pops the button and peels them off. These are his best jeans and he’d been counting on wearing them to this appointment. He’d also been counting on them lasting a few more weeks until he could figure out a way to get a few stretchy pairs of pants. With a sigh he gives them one last glance and digs out his best pair of shorts and is relieved when they button (barely) without causing him (much) discomfort. Glancing at the clock he curses again and pulls on his navy blue tee and shoes before racing out the door.

The highway is slow-moving today and he’s five minutes late when he finally pulls into the driveway where Geno is waiting for him. Sid scrambles out of the car thinking he probably should have just met him there. “Sorry, the highway was insane. I’ll leave earlier next time.”

“Not worry. We have enough time if we leave now.”

Once they’re in the car Sid leans his head back and lets out a breath.

“You okay, Sid?”

“Hm?” Sid lifts his head and fidgets with his fingers. “Oh, yeah I’m fine. It’s just been a busy day. I only got off work an hour before I had to leave.”

“Thought you supposed to be off at noon today.”

Sid shrugs. “We’re still short-handed.”

Geno frowns but thankfully doesn’t pursue the issue right then. “You work early tomorrow?”

Sid shakes his head. “Day off.”

That makes Geno smile. “Have plans tomorrow? Maybe you can stay?”

“I guess I could. I don’t have any plans but I think I have to buy some pants tomorrow.”

“Pants?”

“I, uh, some of them are getting kind of tight.” Sid has no reason to be embarrassed about this but that doesn’t stop his cheeks from heating up.

Geno looks absolutely delighted. “You growing!”

Sid groans. “Geno, come on.”

“So exciting, Sid.”

Sid crosses his arms and mumbles. “You wouldn’t think so if it were you.” He’s aware he’s pouting now.

“Okay, fair,” Geno laughs. “Maybe not. Just a little bit excited to hear. Is progress, you know? But I tone it down for you, okay?”

Geno pokes his arm lightly and keeps grinning until Sid reluctantly looks over at him with a smile “Yeah, okay.”

Sid’s not terribly nervous until they pull into the back parking lot of a small building and head for what is clearly a private entrance. Instead of checking in at a front desk, a woman in an immaculate and very expensive-looking dress meets them and leads the way to a private office full of furniture that probably cost more than all the furniture in his parents’ house. Everything here is about ten times fancier than anything he’s used to and he finds himself fidgeting as she starts to ask him a series of new patient questions.

Despite the fact that they already have his old records it still takes more than twenty minutes. Before Sid has a chance to get his bearings, she’s leading them two doors down the hall to a private exam room. He’s never seen anything like it. There’s a leather armchair and loveseat, a mini fridge and even a microwave. “Help yourself to refreshments,” she offers before she leaves. He’s relieved when she steps out so he can change.

“You want I leave while you change?”

Sid shakes his head. He’s not entirely sure why he’s so nervous but having Geno nearby is comforting. He slips into his gown and hops up on the table noting that apparently no matter how fancy the medical establishment, gowns are still ugly and ill-fitting. He doesn’t realize he’s fidgeting until a big hand settles down over both of his in his lap.

“Hey, what wrong? You okay?”

Sid lets out a breath. “Yeah. I’m sorry. I guess I’m just a little nervous.”

Geno cocks his head. “What nervous about? This hurt?” He glances warily at the tray of tools that has been prepared for Sid’s exam.

“No. I mean it’s not my favorite but I can handle it. I guess I just feel out of place here.”

“Why?”

“Geno, come on. You really think my last doctor’s office had”—he gestures towards the armchair and table with a copies of magazines like Elite Mother stacked on it—”stuff like this?” he continues. “There wasn’t even a plastic chair in most of the rooms I was in, and refreshments?” He hops down and plucks up one of the magazines and feels a little sick as he reads the headlines. “‘Post Baby Plastic Surgery’? ‘How Early Is Too Early for Boarding School’?” Sid’s eyes go a little wide. “‘Armani Spring Baby Collection’?! Geno I—”

Geno cuts him of, gently plucking the magazine away and putting his own hands on Sid’s arms. “Sid, look at me. None of that matter.”

“How can you say that? Geno, I don’t belong here.”

“Yes you do. You have our baby. Stupid magazines not matter, we know we not be like that. Most important thing that we get good care for you and baby and protect our privacy. Can do that here. Is all that matter. The rest of it”—he gestures towards the magazines—”just stupid stuff we ignore. Neither of us want to raise baby like that.”

Sid swallows and looks up at Geno. “Are you sure?”

Geno frowns. “Of course sure! Not saying we not give baby opportunities, not do nice things for baby but not like that. Come on, Sid. Think you freaking out little bit here but going to be okay. We not know each other long time but you really think I’m that way?”

Sid lets out a relieved breath and slumps forward a bit. “No. Of course not. You’re right. God, Geno, I’m sorry. This is just a lot to deal with.”

“Is okay,” He slips an arm around Sid’s shoulders and squeezes gently. “Should maybe have prepare you better, too. But promise not want anything like that. Just want best doctor care for you.”

Sid nods and leans into Geno’s side. “Thanks.”

Geno smiles down at him. “Of course. By the way, have to say, you look stunning in gown.”

Sid pokes him in the side and ducks out from under his arm. “Oh my god, you suck,” he says but he’s pretty sure it gets lost in Geno’s laughter.

The doctor comes in shortly after that and Sid is relieved that she, at least, is wearing normal doctor’s scrubs. She’s friendly and he relaxes a little as she introduces herself as Dr. Agarwal (“But you can call me Cammy if you want”).

As far as exams go, it’s pretty standard, at least as far as Sid can tell. What’s not standard is Geno being there, asking questions about everything they do.

Dr. Agarwal asks Sid a lot of questions despite having reviewed his records already. It feels strange the first time Geno jumps in with an answer but then he’s joining the conversation more and more and Sid finds himself looking at Geno in a whole new light.

Geno gives input about everything from Sid’s nausea to his eating habits. He listens carefully when Sid gives answers and when the doctor speaks, asking question after question himself. Sid knew Geno was determined to be involved in the pregnancy but until that moment, didn’t realize how much he already is.

Maybe Sid hasn’t been giving him enough credit.

When Dr. Agarwal asks Sid to lie back for an internal exam he’s surprised when Geno moves to the head of the exam table and shuffles around nervously. “Okay if I be here?” he asks worriedly and Sid reaches up for Geno’s hand.

“Yeah. I… Thank you.” He squeezes Geno’s hand. “Is this, um, okay?”

Geno squeezes back gently. “Of course.” Sid blinks up at him gratefully for a moment and then turns his attention back to the doctor.

The exam is uncomfortable but bearable and Geno holds his hand the whole time. When Dr. Agarwal is finished, she pats Sid’s leg and says, “You can put your bottoms back on if you want but keep the gown on. I’d like to do an ultrasound.”

“Really?” Sid asks, excited for the first time since he got here.

“I’d like to get some measurements. We can print some pictures for both of you, if you’d like.”

“Definitely, yeah. Please.” Sid nods and turns to Geno with a smile.

“We see baby?” Geno’s eyes are wide.

“Yeah.” Sid grins and Geno squeezes his hand.

“Sid,” he breathes, voice full of reverence. “We get to see baby. Hurry put pants on!”

Dr. Agarwal laughs. “I’ll be right back with the machine.”

Sid doesn’t think he’s ever seen Geno particularly nervous like this but now, with the lights down, squeezing Sid’s hand as the doctor begins to move the wand through the gel on Sid’s belly his eyes are still wide and glued to the screen.

“Here we go,” says Dr. Agarwal lightly and Geno gasps as their baby comes into view.

“Oh.” He breathes out and Sid squeezes his hand again.

They both stare at the screen while Dr. Agarwal goes through her routine, taking measurements and various pictures. Geno doesn’t take his eyes from the screen until she adjusts the wand and suddenly a tiny fluttering heart comes into view accompanied by the soft thump thump of it pumping away. “158 beats a minute. That’s perfect,” she says as they stare dumbfounded at each other.

“G…” It’s all Sid can manage to get out but Geno must understand because he just nods and his eyes are suspiciously wet but a bright smile breaks across his face.

“Is our little baby, Sid. Perfect heartbeat for perfect baby.”

“Yeah,” Sid says, smiling right back up at him.

Part 14

#Take My Hand #my fic #sidgeno #mpreg #rpf #thirteen

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