Dean
"Is Mister Ambrose going to be joining us today?" the doctor asked, walking into the room and seeing you alone.
"He was supposed to be, but he may have gotten caught up at the hotel," you replied, laying down on the bed. As the doctor got organised, you hoped Dean would make it; you would be so disappointed if he didn't. Just as the doctor was about to start, the door opened, making you both jump.
"Am I late?" Dean said out of breath.
"No, just in time actually," the doctor smiled. You held out your hand, which Dean happily took and stood beside the bed.
"Sorry I'm late," he whispered, kissing your forehead. You smiled and looked at the screen in front of you. Within minutes, a blurry image appeared on the screen. Dean moved his head to the side and closed an eye to try and work out the image. The doctor pointed to the middle of the image, "this is your baby's head." You smiled, feeling your love grow for your baby without even meeting them. "Looks like a peanut," Dean said, making you giggle.
"Our baby," you whispered getting teary. You looked looking up at him, "Our peanut," he corrected, kissing you.
Seth
"How you are feeling?" the doctor asked.
"A little tried, some morning sickness but always hungry," you explained, pulling your top up.
"Well it is a Rollins," Seth whispered in your ear, making you giggle. He stood beside the small bed holding your hand.
"Shall we have a look?" the doctor smiled, putting the gel on your stomach. After a moment of silence, her smile disappeared.
"Is everything ok?" Seth asked, worry written all over his features. You squeezed his hand as you watched the doctor look at the screen.
"I'm picking up two heartbeats," she said.
"Mine and the baby's?" you questioned, unsure what the problem was. She shook her head, turning the screen to face you.
"Two heartbeats not including yours," she paused, "Congratulations Mister and Misses Rollins, you're having twins."
You froze; shock and fear taking over; how was Seth going to react? You cautiously looked up at him. He was smiling wide, his eyes fixed on the screen disappearing a blurry image of two babies. Your eyes filled with tears at the excited and love he had for them already. He looked down at you. "Two little Rollins's," he smiled, "That's amazing."
Roman
"Make yourself comfortable Misses Reigns, the doctor will be right with you," the nurse said, then left the room. You nodded and laid down on the small bed. Roman was standing right beside you; one hand holding yours, the other brushing hair out off your face.
"Nervous?" you whispered. He smiled, eyes trailing to your stomach, "a little, but more excited."
The doctor walked in and sat in front of the ultrasound machine. "Sorry for the wait," she smiled, "Let's have a look at your baby." As she put the gel on your stomach, you wiggled at the coldness, making Roman chuckle. The doctor moved the wand around your stomach a bit before stopping and turning the screen around. "Here is your baby; their head and body is there," she explained pointing at the screen. You gasped, your hand covering your mouth in amazement. Roman brought your hand to his lips, placing a kiss on your knuckles.
"I'll give you both a minute," she said, leaving the room.
"They're perfect," you whispered.
"I love you," Roman said, leaning down and kissing your lips, "and our little one, so much."