Knocked Up 3/8

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The space around Adam was bright and welcoming. The layout of the house was open. It had lots of windows, sparse but homey furniture was situated throughout, and from the place he was perched he could even see the kitchen. It felt right, like he was supposed to be there sometime soon.

It wasn’t until a groan caught his attention that things felt weird. Adam was at the top of the staircase standing on the landing, and when he looked down to the floor he gasped. Future Adam? Fuck, Adam wasn’t sure what to think because he was looking at himself, but bigger. Adam crept down the stairs to get a closer look. Adam caught sight of Tommy, a shaggy Tommy. Tommy’s blond fringe was just long enough to reach just below his chin. He looked like he hadn’t shaved in a few days and Adam felt a shiver rock through him. He’d always loved that scruffy look.

“Tommy,” Future Adam whimpered.

Adam felt like a voyeur. Future Adam was perched on his hands and knees, his back bowed with the weight of the babies, and Tommy was pressing into his lower back. The grimace from Future Adam dissipated and Tommy helped him to sit up onto his haunches.

“So proud of you,” Tommy murmured and kissed Future Adam’s sweaty shoulder. “You’re gonna give birth to our babies, you’re so fucking strong.”

Future Adam smiled down at Tommy and Adam took it all in. The globe of Future Adam’s belly, the fullness in his chest, and the way the smile slipped around the edges. Pain seeped into his features and Adam watched the way he stroked slow circles into his bump.

“Another one?” David’s voice came from somewhere in the distance. “Adam?” Tommy’s voice sounded way more distant and he never opened his mouth. Adam felt the tug of something, but as Future Adam returned to his hands and knees, the two Adams locked eyes momentarily. Future Adam wasn’t looking through Adam, he was looking right at him when he said, “this is the way.”

The words echoed in his head as the dream bled away into nothingness and he was surrounded by the scent of home, of Tommy. Tommy’s voice was soft in his ear. He encouraged Adam to wake up with whispers of love and kisses against his earlobe.

“Mmm.”

“That’s it, baby, come on. Company will be here soon.”

Adam wiped at his eyes. “Didn’t mean to fall asleep.”

“I know, but I know you could use the rest.”

“Mmph, yeah, but the lasagna.”

Just as the words left Adam’s mouth the timer went off.

“Good timing right?”

“Yeah,” Adam replied and scooted forward on the cushions.

“Here.” Tommy stood and held out his hand. Adam graciously took it. Tommy was small but he was stout and pulled Adam easily into a standing position.

“Thanks.” Adam stretched his arms up and yawned, loosening up his body a little bit. He rubbed his hand across his belly, the dream still lingering. He’d tell Tommy, but not just yet.





I could see the wheels turning then. The seed had been planted. The Fates weren’t sure Adam would take it seriously, but I could sense the change in Adam. Adam knew it wasn’t just a dream. It was the future, the way it should be. And it also conveniently fit in with Adam’s thoughts of getting away from LA. That of course would have to wait just a little bit longer. He still had recording to do. If he was lucky it might take him a couple more weeks to wrap things up. His first album was completed in three months; surely he could finish this one by the end of April. I hoped so anyway. I just couldn’t see him hiding his belly any longer than that. It looked ridiculous enough as it was.

Paps were already speculating as to what Adam was hiding. Getting fat was one thing, but I didn’t think Adam’s career could survive a pregnancy. Hell I’m not sure any man’s career could handle it for that matter, let alone Mister I-Like-The-Top getting pregnant by his ‘straight’ bass player.

Their coming out as a couple was going to be a big enough obstacle without adding to the fact he was an apparent freak of the universe that The Fates wanted to fuck with. I felt bad for Adam; I felt even worse that I’d had a part in it, though it wasn’t like I whispered to Tommy that he should fuck Adam.





The lasagna was sitting on the stove and Adam had just pulled the garlic bread from the oven when the doorbell chimed.

“Baby, grab the door,” Adam called and turned back to the basket lined with paper towels. Using a fork he carefully nudged each piece of bread into the basket. The doorbell rang again and Adam rolled his eyes. “Tommy, the door,” Adam yelled a little louder.

This time the sound of footfalls met Adam’s ears and a flustered looking Tommy peeked into the kitchen. “Sorry, sorry, I was taking a piss.” And then he was gone. Adam laughed to himself, set the baking sheet onto the stove and flicked off the oven. Grabbing the other potholder, he picked up the lasagna and carried it over to the table. He settled it onto the heat-resistant mat. It looked delicious, but his nerves were paper-thin now that the truth was finally going to be revealed. Adam shook away his nerves and went back to get the garlic bread and the bowl of salad from the fridge. He somehow managed to shove the salad dressing into the bowl without dropping anything. Just as he’d finished arranging everything on the table his mom walked into the kitchen flanked by Tommy.

“Hi baby.” His mom’s voice was warm and expectant. Adam took a deep breath and turned to face her. He was still wearing the button down he’d put on after his shower that morning so there was no hiding his belly.

“Mom,” he breathed out into her hair as she hugged him.

“I know what this is all about. Those paps and that article. Honey you know Tommy living with you is your business and so what if you’ve gained a little weight. People tend to get a little thick around the middle when they’re happy.”

“No mom, when Dia gets here we’ve got some big news.” His mom released him and pulled away long enough to look up at him.

“You’re getting married aren’t you?”

“Mom, please, just grab a seat at the table while we wait for Dia.”

“Leila would you like something to drink?” Tommy piped up, hoping to take Leila’s mind off Adam.

Leila just shrugged and turned her attention back to Adam.

“Want a beer?” Tommy tried again.

“Yeah sure.”

“What about you Adam, water?”

“Yes, baby.”

Adam squeezed his mom’s shoulder. “Excuse me a minute.”

“Sure,” she replied.

“Tommy, after you grab the drinks would you please go ahead and cut the lasagna. I was going to, but mom got here.”

“No prob.”

Adam headed to the bathroom. He was fine up until he’d felt the babies while his mom hugged him. Now he had to pee so fucking badly he could taste it and he felt guilty that he was almost halfway through this pregnancy and his mom still didn’t know. He peed and washed his hands. At the sink he caught sight of his reflection, of how much his face had changed. Regret tugged at him even more firmly. So much time had passed; he’d missed his mom and he hadn’t realized just how much until he saw her.

Sighing, Adam turned away from the sink. He shuffled up the hall with his palm resting against his belly. Luckily he realized what he was doing just before he joined Tommy and his mom in the kitchen. He dropped his hand to his side.

“Mom texted,” Tommy giggled.

“Mmm?”

“Said the gate wouldn’t let her in,” Tommy snickered and his eyes lit up with mischief.

“Brat, you didn’t tell her the code to get in did you.”

Tommy shook his head no.

“Tommy Joe Ratliff, be nice to your momma,” Leila chided. It came out with a laugh and she couldn’t keep a straight face.

“Oh alright.” Tommy gave an adorable pout like a scolded five year old and picked up his phone.

Adam just shook his head. Sometimes Tommy could be so serious, but it was the childlike moments like this one that reminded Adam exactly why Tommy was going to make an amazing father.





I knew Adam was right. Tommy was going to make an amazing father, but he was going to struggle. Although a natural with kids, the person Tommy would need to turn to the most after becoming a dad wouldn’t be there for him: his own father was gone now.

I’m sure I mentioned how Adam stayed single during the tour on the chance Tommy needed him. I’d never seen anyone need Adam more than Tommy when he found out his father was ill.

The time Tommy spent with Adam in his lair, his head buried into Adam’s neck as he cried, made me realize that I needed to give Tommy joy and security in a relationship that he’d never expected. After all, it was on one of those very nights that with my gentle nudge Adam kissed Tommy. It was the first kiss they’d shared offstage and when they parted and Tommy opened his eyes, I was breathless. Tommy’s cheeks were tear-stained and his eyes were rimmed with dark circles, but the smile he gave Adam was nothing short of blinding. That night led to all the others and to this one specifically, the night Adam told their mothers he was pregnant. The ball was in motion for Tommy’s meltdown. I just didn’t see it coming quite the way it did.





Once Dia had finally managed to get past the gate, Tommy plated everyone’s meals. Adam wasn’t so sure he should’ve let Tommy serve him because now he had a heaping plate of lasagna to go along with the side-salad he’d somehow forced himself to eat. He sat shuffling cheese around his plate as the sounds of forks scraping over plates continued. No one seemed to know what to say and the comfort level in the room was diminishing faster than a bottle of beer left in Tommy’s hands.

“So Adam, Tommy filled me in a little bit when he called about moving in here, but that’s not why you invited Leila and I is it? It has something to do with that article this morning doesn’t it?” Dia always was very direct.

“Yeah, umm, Tommy and I… well, we’re going to be making some changes in the next couple months. I haven’t really had the chance to talk to Tommy about it yet and I really hate to just throw it out like this, but I think it’s best we all get on the same page.” Adam sighed and pushed his plate away, glad to have an excuse to avoid any more food. The salad already felt like boulders colliding in his stomach.

“Baby?” Tommy looked at him, concern lining his features and making Adam feel even worse.

“Tommy, after I finish the album I think you and I should look at renting a beach house. We need to get away from LA for a while. We need to be somewhere away from the paps, somewhere where I don’t have to always hide my body. I can’t go on wearing hoodies in the middle of summer. Heat stroke wouldn’t be good for us.” Adam snapped his mouth shut, realizing the mistake he’d made and hoping they hadn’t caught it.

“Us?” Leila quipped. Of course he wasn’t that lucky.

“Take off the shirt,” Tommy whispered and squeezed Adam’s hand.

Adam stood up and unbuttoned the shirt until it fell open, revealing his swollen chest and rounded stomach.

Dia and Leila both gapped. He knew what it looked like, but he also knew that they were fighting the logic because it was ‘impossible’ for a man to be pregnant. Adam looked from Dia to Leila and just nodded yes.

“But… what…” Leila’s voice was soft and her eyes were glassy.

“How?” Came Dia’s quiet gasp.

Adam just shrugged. Leila slid away from the table and went to Adam. She pulled him into a hug and when she let him go her hand slid to the expanse of his belly.

“Tommy could you go get the scan pics?”

“Yeah, be right back, and then we’ll explain everything.”





That night Adam and Tommy revealed what you already know. How they came to be a couple and more importantly the crazy events that led up to Adam’s pregnancy. There were many tears and a lot of hugs. By the end of the night they’d come to the conclusion that yes, Adam would be safer away from LA. Then it was determined that once they’d found a place to settle, Leila and Dia would come out and help them with baby shopping. Both mothers were so happy to be clued in on everything. Adam and Tommy stressed the fact that right now they weren’t comfortable with anyone else knowing. Everything was set. Now Adam just had to hope David would make the move with them.





Adam and Tommy spent the next couple of weeks missing each other at every turn. I was a little concerned for them. Tommy’s insomnia had kicked in full force, which meant that just as Adam was getting up Tommy was finally crashing. It also meant that Adam was going to the studio alone. By the time he made it home in the evenings he and Tommy had dinner together and then Adam showered and headed to bed.

Adam knew something was up with Tommy; he just didn’t have the energy after spending his days in the studio to figure out what was going on. The babies were moving more and Adam felt like he was carrying around a couple of bowling balls by the end of the day. All this lack of communication could only last so long; I just hoped when the bomb dropped that they’d be able to put the pieces back together. It was the end of April and Adam had spent his last day in the studio when Tommy finally broke down.

That’s all I’ll say about it. The next look in will give you the scoop.





Adam was bone tired. The past couple of weeks seemed like years. He’d reviewed the final tracks for the album and luckily the cover was going to be artwork this time. Now it was in the hands of his record company. They were looking to release it in the Fall. He was just hoping that he’d have enough time to recover from having the babies.

It was a night just like any other as of late. Adam was alone in bed, again. He was trying to sleep, but the babies were more active than usual for this hour. As tired as he was his mind continued to focus on all those tiny movements. He rolled from his side onto his back. The central air kicked on and the air-vent above his bed blew down onto his bare chest. At twenty-one weeks pregnant his pecs were becoming more like small breasts and his nipples had become darker and slightly puffy. Watching his body change was fascinating, but keeping up with its need for food had been daunting while recording. During his last checkup David had said that Adam was still underweight. Tommy had glared at him, but hadn’t said anything. Adam just hoped that he hadn’t lost any weight. Everything he ate only reminded him of the article. Adam knew the babies needed him to eat, but that article had stirred up some of his old demons.

Adam knew stress wasn’t going to help him or the babies. One of the babies gave a particularly strong kick and Adam rubbed the area just to the side of his navel. He startled a little when another kick came and this time he felt it under his palm.

“Baby,” Adam yelled. This was the moment Tommy had been waiting for and of course he wasn’t here when it happened. “Tommy, fuck, get in here.” This time his voice went up an octave with excitement.

Footsteps thudded closer and closer until a frazzled Tommy appeared in the doorway. His eyes were filled with concern until Adam smiled and waved him to the bed.

“What is it, I thought…” Tommy crawled up on the bed beside Adam. When Tommy came closer Adam could see the tears that stained Tommy’s cheeks. His eyes were bloodshot like he’d been rubbing at them, but Adam didn’t say anything, just pulled Tommy closer and grabbed his hand.

Tommy raised an eyebrow when Adam placed Tommy’s hand on his belly. “Did you…”

“Shh, wait.”

For several minutes they waited, Tommy nuzzled into Adam’s side with his palm pressed flat under Adam’s hand.

“David said the babies could hear us now. Sing something, Adam.”

Adam thought about it for a moment. The lyrics to Forever Young came to him and he started to sing. His voice was soft and when he hit the chorus two things happened nearly at once. Adam felt a kick and Tommy broke out in a sob. Adam’s voice wilted to nothing when he looked at Tommy’s face. He didn’t see the joy he was hoping for, instead anguish, anger, and grief painted Tommy’s features.

“Baby? Hey, hey now, shh.” Adam pulled Tommy into his lap, careful of his belly. Tommy immediately fell forward and hid his face in Adam’s neck. Tommy’s voice was so soft and wracked with tears that Adam barely caught the whispered word of ‘why’ over and over again.

“Tommy, hey, I need you to tell me what’s wrong. I knew your insomnia had gotten worse the past couple of weeks, but I hadn’t had the chance to really sit and talk with you. Like I told you at dinner, recording is finished, I’m done and now we need to get on the same page again. We’ve gotta find a place to live and I can’t have you keeping things from me.”

“Fuck, Adam.” The words were spat into his neck, hot and angry. Tommy jerked out of the embrace and for once Adam didn’t recognize the eyes looking back at him. “That fucking song, it just… I can’t do this right now.” Tommy scooted back off the bed and stomped out of the room. A minute later Adam heard the front door open and then slam shut.

Adam was confused and upset. Tommy had never reacted to him that way. He thought Tommy would’ve been happy to finally feel the babies, but something else was up. It felt like Tommy had thrown up a wall between them and Adam wasn’t sure he knew how to break it down.

“Fuck,” Adam groaned, feeling tears prick hot in the corners of his eyes. Somehow he lugged himself up from bed and down the hall. Tommy’s car keys were still hanging on the hook by the door. Perplexed, he turned on the porch light and stepped out into the dark. The scent of flowers hit him; he breathed in deep and wiped at his eyes. Adam looked out into the yard but didn’t see Tommy. He walked down the steps, the concrete warm on his bare feet, and finally caught sight of Tommy sitting in his car. Adam walked over and opened the passenger door. He carefully lowered himself into the seat leaving the door wide open and looked over at Tommy. Tommy’s head rested against the steering wheel and his fingers were gripping it so hard his knuckles were white.

“Why did this happen now?” said Tommy, his voice raw with pain. “When I fucking need him the most he’s not here. I don’t know how to be a dad and the one person I wanna talk to about everything isn’t here anymore.”

Adam scooted over until the console dug into his hip and reached out to Tommy. Adam was relieved when Tommy didn’t flinch at an arm wrapping around him. It was awkward in the small space, but Adam needed Tommy to know he was there and loved.

“Oh baby, shit, I’m sorry about the song. I wasn’t thinking. You’re going to be such a good daddy though. Our babies will love you and you will sit on the floor and play with them. I’ve seen you with Monte’s kids. You don’t think you know how to be a dad, but you do, and you’re not in it alone. I’ll be here. I’m not going anywhere, baby.”

“I want to forget… I’ve… things were so good up until the past couple of months. When we found out… damn… it was like I’d been kicked in the teeth. All that grief that I’d thought I’d dealt with just came flying back at me. I don’t think I can do this.”

“No you can’t, you can’t do it… but we can. Now it’s late… well not late but late for me, I’ve been up since six. I’m beat, come to bed with me. I just… I need you. I wanna feel your skin next to mine. And from now on, I don’t want you worrying about all this stuff alone. We’re in this together. I’m scared, too. I won’t lie. I’m scared that I’m underweight, that we don’t have a place to hide out yet, that we don’t have anything for the babies yet, and a million other things. I mean it’s only by some strange happening that I’m even pregnant and right now we don’t even know who is going to deliver them…”

Tommy cupped Adam’s chin in his hand, effectively silencing him, and then pulled him in for a kiss. After breaking the kiss he looked up at Adam and gave him a little smile. “Let’s go to bed, I feel like I haven’t touched you in forever.”

“Yeah? You sure you’re okay?” Adam wiped at the couple of tears that still clung to Tommy’s cheeks.

“I’m… I feel better… don’t wanna hide from you anymore. Wanna love you tonight, baby.”

“No more hiding, good. Come on.”

It was a short trip into the house and back to their bed. Adam shed his sleep pants and settled into bed while Tommy undressed. When Tommy climbed in Adam finally felt like the barrier between them was gone. Tommy cuddled up beside Adam and brushed his hand down Adam’s stomach. “I… I’m really glad I can feel them now.”

“It is really cool to be able to share it with you, but right now all’s quiet. They seem to be getting into a routine. When I’m recording they tend to be active, but normally by the time I get into bed they’ve already settled down. It’s just dumb luck that the first time I noticed I could feel them from the outside was while I was home. It’s probably not the first time, but it’s the first time I’ve actually had my hand there to feel it.”

“I’m glad you were home… I just… I’m sorry about how I reacted. It should’ve been a special moment between us and I blew it. Let me make it up to you?” Tommy leaned in and licked at Adam’s nipple. Adam gasped and slid a hand up Tommy’s back. With each brush of Tommy’s tongue over his sensitive skin he slid his hand higher until it rested on the back of Tommy’s head. Adam urged Tommy’s head closer using a light grip in his hair. He groaned when Tommy took a nipple into his mouth. A light suction had Adam writhing and when Tommy reached down to cup his balls Adam thought he would combust with the heat that ran through him.

“Fuck, need…” Adam whined and used his other hand to pluck at the nipple Tommy had neglected. It tightened in response. He was just about to melt into the bed when a familiar pressure distracted him from the pleasure. “Wait, shit…”

Tommy let Adam’s nipple slip from his mouth with a pop. “S’wrong?” His voice was thick with arousal.

“Sorry, have to pee again.”

Tommy giggled and waved Adam toward the bathroom. “Go on then.”

Adam scooted off the bed and shuffled to the bathroom as quickly as he could manage. He pissed, washed his hands, and hurried back to bed. Once he managed to situate himself Tommy pounced. Tommy rubbed over the fullness of Adam’s stomach while he licked and teased at Adam’s slit. Adam’s cock twitched and he laced his fingers into soft blond strands urging Tommy to take it. “Please, please, come on.”

Tommy pulled away and smirked, “Tell me, what do you want?”

“Your mouth.”

“S’right here, baby.” Tommy used his finger to brush across his lower lip all porn star like and Adam groaned.

“Want my dick in between those sinful lips.”

“Mmm want me to suck it?”

“Yes,” Adam hissed. He grabbed Tommy by the hair again and tugged his head down. Tommy went willingly and soon his cock was wrapped in wet delicious heat.

Adam loosened his grip in Tommy’s hair and let his head loll back against the pillow. He couldn’t hear anything but the content sucking noises coming from Tommy and his own breathing as he gulped air into his lungs. Adam had always heard breathing deep into your belly intensified pleasure, but he hadn’t realized how much until now. He focused on the way the roundness of his tummy expanded with each deep breath he took. Each one caused the burning pleasure tingling through his gut to expand, and when Tommy unexpectedly deep-throated his cock all that heat raced through him, his balls pulled closer to his body in preparation, and finally the shuddering warmth traveled up his cock and spilled into Tommy’s mouth. Adam writhed as he emptied himself, and a hurt sound left his throat when Tommy finally pulled away to lick at the head. Sensitive didn’t cover what he was feeling. He felt like his dick had just expelled every ounce of liquid in his body.

“Good?” Tommy rasped.

Adam only nodded, his mind still foggy. It was several minutes before he managed to get his body to cooperate. He turned his focus to Tommy who’d curled up at his side. Tommy’s eyes were dark with lust and his lips were puffy.

“Want my help?” Adam murmured against Tommy’s ear, then sucked the lobe between his lips and traced the metal adorning it. Tommy’s whine wasn’t an answer so he released the lobe and cupped Tommy’s face. “Do you?” Before Tommy could answer Adam captured Tommy’s lower lip between his teeth and nibbled it. Tommy groaned and pressed his cock into Adam’s hip.

“Peas.”

Adam kissed Tommy roughly once more and pulled away. “Peas?”

“Yeah, peas, you know for a midnight snack?” said Tommy. He rolled his eyes and laughed. “I was trying to say please, lay back and watch, but it’s kinda hard to talk with you nomming on my lower lip like a zombie looking for his last meal.”

Adam rolled out his bottom lip in a pout.

“Tell me you don’t wanna see this.” Tommy settled onto his back and grabbed his shaft in a nice firm grip. Tommy was right, Adam couldn’t look away. Tommy stroked himself firmly while Adam went from watching the expressions on Tommy’s face to his hand on his cock. Back and forth, he couldn’t decide which was hotter. Tommy’s jaw was slack as he panted, his eyes boring into Adam’s, and it was another kind of erotic to Adam. He changed his focus to Tommy’s hand working his cock, shivering a little when Tommy pulled back his foreskin to expose the head completely. Tommy used his fingers to rub along the slick head and Adam knew the calluses from his guitar playing brought a whole new sensation. He wasn’t sure if it was something Tommy no longer noticed, but Adam always had. But that could be because Adam totally had a thing for Tommy’s hands. Tommy let out a sigh and Adam noticed the way his hips twitched. Tommy rubbed just under the head, his glands exposed, and Adam shivered again. It was times like these that he resented being cut. Tommy went back to fisting his cock and finally it was just too much to resist.

“Can I?” Adam’s voice was softer than he’d expected. His hand hovered over Tommy’s sac, waiting for permission.

“Yeah,” Tommy replied, his voice rough with need.

Adam tentatively stroked Tommy’s sac and the soft skin shifted. He cupped Tommy’s balls in his hand, feeling the weight of them before tugging them gently away from Tommy’s body. Adam watched the skin stretch and Tommy’s reaction was beautiful. Tommy whimpered, “please, more, fuck,” and a million other praises left his lips. It made Adam’s cock twitch. Holding Tommy’s balls, Adam pressed an index finger to Tommy’s perineum and Tommy let out a ragged sound. It was followed by a series of moans that would make a porn star blush and Adam was delighted to see him shoot.

Tommy was the first guy Adam had been with in ages that could come on his own face by accident and tonight was no different. When Tommy finally went limp he was covered. His come trailed from his belly all the way up to his left cheek. Adam grinned and licked the wetness from Tommy’s cheek. The salty flavor of Tommy’s come was delicious. Adam kissed him and tasted the faint hint of his own release; they shared flavors. Finally Tommy made a displeased noise into Adam’s mouth. They parted and Tommy immediately got up and went to the bathroom. Adam heard the water running and laughed to himself. Some nights Tommy would go right to sleep covered in come and other nights Tommy couldn’t seem to stand the feeling of cooling come on him.

“Sorry,” Tommy whispered when he finally returned and snuggled up beside Adam.

“S’alright, let’s sleep,” Adam yawned around the words.

“Mmm.”

Adam faintly felt the dampness of Tommy’s freshly washed chest when he pulled him closer. Tommy melded into Adam’s side with one hand on Adam’s belly. It was the last thing Adam would remember until the dreams began again.





This wouldn’t be their last hurdle, but after that night it seemed like Adam and Tommy were on the same page again. Sure they still had their spats and, bless him, Adam and his overly emotional self didn’t make it easier. But things ran more smoothly between them, even when Adam blindsided Tommy with something he never expected to hear.

You’ll get to see that a little later, but for now I’ll turn you back over to Adam and his dreams.





Adam remembered this from his previous dream. The brightly lit house, the landing at the top of the staircase, and yep, there was his future self again. This time Future Adam was squatting between the couch and the coffee table. Future Adam had his arms braced over Tommy’s so that Tommy was supporting most of his weight.

Adam walked down the staircase to get a closer look. He made it to the couch and perched on the arm. Just like in the previous dream, Tommy didn’t seem to see him, but Future Adam did. They locked eyes for several moments until Future Adam’s face scrunched up in discomfort. Adam watched carefully. Future Adam hung his head and panted. His body was a picture of calm for the first thirty seconds or so and then he went bowstring tense in Tommy’s embrace.

“Hey, come on Adam, easy.” Tommy words were barely loud enough to be heard over Future Adam’s breathing, but Adam smiled. He knew Tommy would be there for him, but to see Tommy like this made his heart ache with love.

“Something…” The word came between gasps, “something’s happening… so much pressure.” Future Adam rolled his hips forward and back toward Tommy. Adam held his breath, the tension in the air curled in his chest and then Future Adam let out a shocked noise.

“It’s just your water, it broke, baby.” Tommy smiled a pressed a kiss into Future Adam’s hair. “Maybe that means we’ll get to meet one of our babies soon.”

“Maybe,” replied future Adam as his body went lax again, the contraction easing into nothing. “Let David know.”





Adam woke up that night panting. I was there as his breath settled. When he calmed he sat up in bed for the better part of an hour, his hands pressed into his belly. His babies were generally still at this hour, but tonight it seemed they were taking after their father. It was beautiful sight, even more so when Tommy woke up. After making sure Adam was all right, Tommy snuggled up with his head against Adam’s chest and began mapping the expanse of Adam’s belly with his fingers. When Adam shifted further back into the pillows to sleep, Tommy was already out. As Adam fell asleep his fingers played in Tommy’s hair. My heart honestly jolted for a moment.

Sure I knew he and Tommy were meant to be together, but that burst told me something I hadn’t realized when I first took out my bow. He and Tommy were soul mates, truly two halves of the same soul that found one another. It was a first for me. As many couples as I’d hit with my arrow, per the orders of destiny, I’d never had two halves of the same soul find each other. In truth it was more rare these days than it used to be. Seems that with time people loved less and took for granted more. Adam and Tommy, they would make it. Their love truly would stand the test of time, babies, and their careers. I’m not going to lie, when I realized it, I got a little weepy. And now I guess you realize just who I am. Betcha didn’t think cupids existed did you? Didn’t think so.



Anyway, this isn’t about me, it’s about these two lovebirds that’ll soon be welcoming their children into the world. Let’s check in on Adam.





It’d been two weeks since the night of Tommy’s meltdown and Adam had been watching him closely. Adam could tell Tommy still wasn’t back to normal, but he was slowly getting his insomnia back under control. Together they’d been scouring the Internet for a rental property so they could get the hell out of dodge for a while. They’d finally located a house for rent about sixty miles outside of LA. It was part of a gated community and had its own private beach; Adam was sure he wouldn't find anything more perfect.

The rental agency was discreet, but Adam still wasn’t comfortable being out and about with his belly, so he’d asked his mom to go by and talk with them. Leila had managed to make a good deal. Adam and Tommy would be moving there over the weekend, and from what Adam saw of the house in pictures it was just the one. Adam never imagined they’d find the house from his dreams and he hadn’t mentioned it to Tommy yet. Another plus was that David had agreed to move into one of the spare rooms so he could keep an eye on Adam. Adam was going to take care of all of David’s expenses since he wouldn’t be able to keep his job once Adam got further into his pregnancy. As it progressed Adam would need him there just in case something happened. Something like going into labor, but he was going to have to talk that over with David.

After finding the house of his dreams he was quite convinced he was supposed to birth these babies. Now he just had to figure out exactly how Dani was going to sneak an ultrasound machine to the beach house. Adam was pretty sure Dani could get into a lot of trouble if she got caught using unauthorized medical equipment.

“Adam,” said Tommy with a laugh.

“Oh, uhh what?”

“Bout time, you were thinking pretty hard there. I said what do we have left to pack that has to go to the beach house.”

Adam bit his lip and looked around at the house they’d shared since the end of the tour. It looked bare now that most of the pictures adorning the living room walls had been taken down and packed away. Sure the beach house would just be a rental, just until November, but they wanted it to feel like home. Adam spotted something that most definitely had to go. He couldn’t fathom why the hell it was in the living room, but it lay forgotten on the corner of the recliner they normally never used. Adam rocked forward and with a gentle push from Tommy at his back he managed to make it off the couch. He went over to the recliner and picked up the pool of fabric with a smile. They definitely wouldn’t need it, but it had too much history to leave behind. “I think this should go with us.”

Tommy’s eyes lit up, “yeah, I think it’s earned a place wherever we go.” Tommy got up and snatched the skull-printed scarf from Adam’s hand. He laughed when Tommy hooked it around his neck and used it to pull him in for a kiss. Their laughter was shared between tender kisses. Tommy pulled him closer until their bellies met. Adam’s laughter turned into hiccupping giggles when one of their babies made his or herself known between them. The look on Tommy’s face was kind of priceless. “Oh I see how it is, not even born yet and already beating up on daddy.” Tommy backed up a little and rubbed Adam’s belly. His eyes lit up when another darting movement hit his hand.

“I think they’ve already got you wrapped around their little fingers.” At twenty-three weeks it was clear that Tommy was already in love with them; Adam knew Tommy was going to be the one who’d try to spoil them rotten.

“Maybe just a little.”

The rest of the day passed slowly. Adam watched Tommy shift boxes around the house. Tonight would be the last night in their home. Tomorrow would be a long day. Adam was driving up to the beach house in the morning in Tommy’s car to meet David. They’d decided it would be best to leave his Mustang in the garage and had given Alisan vague details about the move and instructions to come by once a week to check on the house and start the car.

David was going to do Adam’s checkup and start moving his stuff in while they waited for Tommy. Tommy would be driving down in the U-Haul they’d rented. When Tommy arrived Adam planned to meet their mothers for a late lunch and baby shopping. Adam had a feeling tomorrow was going to be a really long day.

That night when they finally made it to bed Tommy was exhausted and was asleep almost as soon as his head hit the pillow. For Adam it was one of those toss and turn kinda nights. He couldn’t seem to get comfortable and when he finally fell asleep it was on his side, his belly pressed into Tommy’s back, and an arm thrown across Tommy’s side.

When Adam woke up to the sound of the alarm at early o’clock in the morning he momentarily wished he had a sledgehammer to shatter the clock into a million pieces. Alas he groaned, smacked the off button sleepily, and sat up in bed.

“Tommy, come on baby.” Adam’s voice was still thick with sleep.

“Mmmph, five more minutes,” Tommy whined and buried his face further into the pillow.

“Up, now. Come on. You need to load the last few things into the U-Haul. Remember you’re supposed to meet me at the beach house.”

Tommy rumbled something into the pillow and finally tossed the sheet from his body.

“Morning to you too sunshine.” Adam kissed Tommy’s head and then slipped from the bed to start his day.

After a quick shower Adam wandered back into the bedroom to find some clothes. Out of habit he tugged on the low-rise jeans he’d become so fond of. He zipped them halfway up and was horrified when he couldn’t button them. He sighed to himself and rubbed his belly. “Yeah, I know you guys are growing, but please be nice to what’s left of my waistline.” Not wanting to be caught dead in a pair of sweats he found the biggest t-shirt in his closet and pulled it over his head. Ironically it was an old Queen tour shirt that had been a fan gift. When he’d received it he’d held it up to his body and thought he’d never be able to wear it without it eating him. Oh how things had changed. He yanked the fabric down over his belly and was relieved that it actually covered his half unzipped fly. Adam checked out the completed look in the mirror and slid on his flip-flops. In the back of his mind the thought that he was starting to look a lot like a woman nagged at him. If he kept on expanding at this rate he was going to need a bra to contain what used to be decently defined pecs. “I have boobs,” he whispered to himself.

Adam finally joined Tommy in the kitchen. Tommy was settled on a barstool happily engulfing a sandwich. The scent of coffee hit Adam and he moaned. “Please tell me that’s decaf?” he asked when he spotted the coffee mug next to Tommy.

“Nope, and this is actually my third cup, and you know me its got enough sugar to rot my teeth. I needed to wake the fuck up though for the drive.”

“But… coffeeeee.”

“You know I wouldn’t leave you hangin’. I finished off the pot and started up some decaf for you. I figured you’d like some coffee even if we can’t have caffeine addicted fetuses. Should be done brewing.”

“Mmm and that’s why I love you.” Adam went over and kissed Tommy before he took another bite of his sandwich. Adam gleefully retrieved a mug from the cabinet and poured himself some of the delicious-smelling brew. He added some French Vanilla powdered creamer and watched as the black became a soft chestnut brown. Yum. He grabbed a spoon from the drawer and stirred the cup a couple of times before taking the mug in hand. Even in the middle of the summer Adam could live on coffee, and as the heat from the mug seeped into his hand, he basked in the moment. He was startled when Tommy’s laughter spilled into the silence.

“Careful, baby, you keep looking at your coffee like that and you’re gonna make it hard. If it asks you to fuck it I wanna watch.”

Adam laughed and took a small sip of the warm deliciousness. “Mmm, yep I think I could totally get into that.”

“I thought so. You need to grab a bite to eat before you leave. I’m gonna go ahead and get started with moving boxes.”

“I know I need to eat, honest.”

Tommy came over and they shared coffee-flavored kisses. When Tommy pulled away he patted Adam’s belly affectionately.

“I wanna know everything David says during your checkup.”

“Yeah, I’ll take notes if I have to. I’m sure he’ll give you a rundown when you get there anyway.”

“Hope so.” Tommy grinned and walked away.

Adam stood there for a good fifteen minutes as he sipped his coffee. It settled his hunger and without a thought he grabbed a travel mug and emptied the pot into it. He doused it with creamer and gave it a stir. Mug in hand he headed from the kitchen. He grabbed Tommy’s car keys from the hook and made sure he had his phone. Adam said a quick goodbye to Tommy and hopped in the car to head to his appointment.