Starstruck

Journey sat down on the chair, while Dr. Gordan checked up on her.

"It's cancer isn't it? I'm gonna die huh? Is it an ulcer?" she asked. "Oh, I don't wanna die." she groaned.

"Calm down, Journey, you aren't going to die, at least not now, your doing quiet the opposite, your giving." he said.

Journey turned her head. "Excuse me... I don't understand?" she asked.

"Journey your pregnant. Again." he said smiling. "Have you been practicing abstence?" he asked.

"Of, course. It was three times in the past two months." she said.

the doctor laughed. "Once is all it takes." he grinned. "Now lay back and relax so we can see the little one."
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15 mins later...

"Journey do you see what I see?" he asked.

she shook her head.

"Journey I see three heartbeats." he said.

She turned pale. "What?" she asked.

"Journey your carrying triplets." he said.
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another 15 min later...

As Journey drove home she thought, she couldn't tell Colt. No she WOULDN'T tell Colt. She could risk telling him and losing the babies. She had to wait, at least until her clothes didn't fit anymore. When she knew she was stepping into safe territory. She stopped at a red light, and caressed her stomach. She wouldn't put him through the same heartbreak again.

**she's not gonna tell him, I know I'm evil**

***Your mean***

Colt got home to find Journey cooking. He pulled her close kissing her. "How did I ever live lik ethis all the time?" He asked. She laughed.

"You did it really well." She smiled.

"THat's not a good thing."

Journey kissed him on the mouth. "I'm happy your home." she said.

"That makes both of us."

"Your mom called she said Trent's going to spend the night. Their taking him to the zoo tomorrow." she said.

"That boy is growing up too fast." he said.

"That he is." she said sessioning the food. Colt wrapped his arms around her waist, quickly without thinking Journey pulled away.

"Oh, sorry. Did I do something wrong?" he asked.

"No," she shook her head. "I just, I haven't been feeling well." which was apart of the truth.

"Do you need to go to the doctor?" He asked.

"No, I think it's going to pass, I'm not sure yet." She smiled. He nodded and sat down at one of the chairs and took a deep breath.


*all I had*

Journey didn't know how to go on, she couldn't just sit across from the father of her child... children. She felt guilt swell in her chest.

"S-so... How was work?" she asked.

He looked at her oddly. "It's was fine, I got alot done." he said. Then he smiled, oddly, again. "You OK?" he asked.

She nodded crossing her arms blocking her stomach.

Colt looked at her. She was in the position of protecting herself ."Did I do something."

Journey looked up at him, alarmed. "No, you didn't do anything wrong." she said.

"Then what is it? I won't be mad I promise." he said, taking one of her hands. He pulled her to him and rested his arms on her waist, Journey did everything to just make sure her stomach didn't rub against his. "What is it?"

"It's nothing." she smiled.

Colt sighed. "Alright, but I want to help you with whatever.' He said kissing her cheek softly.

"I know." She smiled at him. "Don't fret, alright, it's nothing to worry about."

"If you say so." He sighed.

Journey nodded. "I do say so." she smiled.

"You sure?" he asked.

She beamed. "Positive."

"Alright, well. WE have the house to ourselves. What do you want to do?" He asked as he plopped down on the couch.

"Wanna watch a movie?" She asked. He shrugged and started to get up. "I'll pick one." She smiled walking over and popping in a scary movie. HE didn't say anything, just pulled her on the couch next to him.

"Why this one?"

She looked at him. "Because Trent can't watch it." she said.

"He isn't?" Colt turned pink.

"You let him watch it?" she asked.

"Yes... sorry. I just-"

"Colt." She whined. "I told you R movies give him nightmares and then you know what happens?" she asked.

"Hmm?" he asked.

"He wets the bed, and comes to me, he wakes me up and then I have to explain to him that monsters aren't real and then I have to check under his bed." she said.

Colt bit his lower lip. "He slept quiet fine after he watched this." Colt replied. "You weren't here, it was that night you went to visit your mom or whatever."

"You sure he just didn't come because I wasn't here?" SHe asked.

"Ya, I woke him up the next morning and everything was fine. He even wanted to watch it agian. It isn't to bad. I covered his eyes on the really scary parts. He even said that he knew they weren't real."

"Oh, Yeah Colt I be-" she closed her mouth tightly.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

she looked worried, I'll be right back," she ran to the bathroom and slammed the door. She pushed the toliet seat open and puked. She then braced her hands against the wall. "Not now." she whispered.

Colt muted the T.V. it sounded like Journey was getting sick. He waited and heard her throw up again. He walked to the bathroom door.

"What can I get for you?" He asked leaning against the locked door.

Journey looked down at her stomach. "I'm sure, baby there's nothing you can do. It's just stomach flu."

"Alright." he said not sounding sure.

"It's expected." she said, Then realized what she had said. "For stomach flu."