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A/N: Hey guys! I'm sick today :( so I'm gonna finish this chapter!

Also I have my chorus exam tomorrow 😬

Just to let y'all know, whenever Mitch talks and his stutter or something isn't indicated, it means that he is still talking very slow and slurred.

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*Mitch's POV*

Did he just say...

Children?

"Kids?" I say and look at him.

"Yeah, you know, like, adoption." He says.

"I-I mean... yeah..." I respond.

"I mean, if you're not comfortable yet it's totally fine and I was just putting it out there and-"

I press a finger to his lips. "I want kids."

"Really? Are you sure?"

"Yes. We... have a-a big house now."

"But what about... this?" He motions to his legs.

"It's okay. We can tell them... what happened, and teach them how to sign." I say.

"You may not need to sign for much longer." Scott says and I nod.

We pull into our driveway and I groan. "So much... stuff."

"I know, we'd better get started." Scott says.

I get his wheelchair out of the back and take him inside.

"Should we start in the kitchen?" He asks.

I nod. "I'll do... this side."

"Okay. I'll start on the lower cabinets and countertops." Scott says and I hand him a box.

We get the kitchen finished and decide to do everything else later.

I sit on the couch and motion for Scott to come over.

He comes over and I set him on the couch.

"So... kids?" I ask.

He makes a cute thinking face. "Yeah. I think it would be good, you know, for us."

"Me too."

"We need to tell the others about it. And it's expensive. Let's not just jump into this. We need time."

I nod.

"We have rehearsal today." Scott says and sighs.

I turn on the TV. "Tour is in... two weeks."

"I'm kind of nervous. You know with the wheelchair and all." Scott says solemnly.

"It will work out."

Scott groans.

"What?"

"I have to pee."

"Oh no... Scott Hoying... a human... has to pee." I say.

"Help?" He says and I grab his chair.

I lift him into it and he goes into the bathroom.

We made the toilet and everything in the house wheelchair accessible.

"Got it?" I say and make sure that he doesn't hurt himself.

"I'll call you in here if I need anything." He says.