🔺Love Triangle🔺

Part 22

*CARLOS*

"Really!!??" I shout with a joy and hug her.
"Really. I took three tests in the meantime you took Vivi to your mom."
She's crying. I'm crying. It's a wonderful news. Can't wait to be dad again.
"We need go to the doctor."
"I'll set an appointment tomorrow."
"Okay. After Brasil we return to Madrid. I'll go with you."
"You're at ending of the season. I can go by myself."
"No, I want to go with you and see little peanut. Now come here."
I kiss her passionately.

*Next morning
I woke up and she is still sleeping. I quietly dress up and leave. When I get to the circuit, Charles greets me. "How's Vanessa? Is she better?"
"Yeah. I think she had some flu."
I thought if I should tell him about pregnancy.
"Oh. Hope she'll get better soon. Are you ready for the race? We're going to win, huh?" he smiles widely.
"Absolutely, mate. Can I ask you something?"
He looks at me questionably.
"Do you still love Vanessa?"
"Heh, why do you ask?" He blushes.
"I do care about her. She is something special."
I nod: "She is."
I hug him and wish him good luck for today. Then we both go to prepare.

On the track I have a good feeling. I start very well and lead for three laps. Then I start thinking about life. About Vanessa, about Vivi. And of course about new baby. I almost forget that I'm racing.
"Carlos, wake up," Ricki says.
"I'm sorry, mate," I apologize, when Charles, Max and Lando overtook me.
Even that I'm having a good pace, I end in fourth place. Charles won, Lando was second and Max third.

"Carlos, you lead. What happened then?" interwiever asks.
"Oh, I got lost in my minds. I am still very happy with fourth place and of course very proud on our team and Charles."
"We're not seeing Vanessa here for whole weekend. Where is she? We saw she came in Brasil."
"She's having flu."
"Ooh, I hope she get better soon. Thank you Carlos."
I smile and leave. We went on a press conference. I am sitting there and text Vanessa.

-me
Oliver.

-Vanessa
Oliver who? 🤔

-me
That's the name for our son 💙

-Vanessa
How do you know that will be a boy? I have a feeling that it's going to be a girl again 💝

-me
Nah. Boy. Oliver.
How are you feeling?

-Vanessa
Better. I threw up for few more times.
Pregnancy with Vivi didn't made me so much sick. 🤢

-Vanessa
Oh, I forgot. It will be a girl 😘

I smile.

-me
I'm leaving the press right now. It's boring.

I stand up, apologize and walk out.

*

In the next day we return to Madrid. Vanessa set an appointmant at the doctor and right now, we're sitting in the waiting room. She's silent for the whole time. She didn't even talk much when we eat breakfast. I take her hand. "Where are your minds?"
"Oh you know... I'm just thinking," she smiles. Her eyes looks woriedly.
"Are you worried about something?"
"Not really. I just hope that baby is okay."
"Mrs. Rivera?" doctor calls.
We stand up and walk into the doctor's room.
"Hello, Mrs. Rivera, Mr. Sainz. Please sit," he nods at me.
"Thank you," we both smile and sat.
"So, you took a test, right? When were your last period?"
"Eleventh of October," Vanessa says.
"You said that you collapsed once and threw up for several times."
She nods: "That's right."
"We'll make some blood tests and an ultrasound. Please step to the other room and prepare."
Vanessa stands up and looks at me. I smile to her.
"Mr. Sainz, I'd like to congrats you for perfect results on the last few races. I am your big fan," the doctor says and we shook hands.
"Thank you. This is my best season. Thank to my beautiful wife. She is my biggest supporter. Oh and of course my daughter."
"Oh yes, Vivien, right? She's probably thrilled for brother or sister."
"She still don't know. We'd like to see today if everything is allright, then we're going to tell everyone."
"So lets do the check out. Come with me."
We step into the room. Vanessa was lying on the exam table. She's totally pale.
"Hey, are you okay?" I ask when I step to her and took her hand.
"Little nervous," she smiles.
"Okay, let's see," the doctor says.
We both are staring to the monitor. My heart is beating like crazy. I look there and see... nothing.
"Ooooh, look, here. There is a fetal heartbeat. I can tell you're now in 7th week. Everything seems okay."
"Where is he?" I ask, because I still don't see anything.
Vanessa laughs.
"Right there," the doctor says and points at the screen.
"Oh, I see." A tiny dot.
My eyes teared.
"Just a second," doctor stopps.
Vanessa and I look at each other. Something is wrong.
"What is it?" she asks.
"What is wrong?" I ask now.
He's silent. We look at the screen.
"Dear Vanessa, dear Carlos. You're expecting twins."
"What?! How?" Vanessa asks.
I'm silent. Is this really happening?
"Yes. Look, there are two hearts. Congratulations."
Vanessa starts crying and I still can't say anything.
"I'll leave you for few minutes."
Vanessa is crying: "Chili, did you hear it? Please, say something."
"I...I...what can I s-say?" I stutter. A tear slips down my cheek.
"I love you," I hear her.
"I love you too. H-how can we handle this?"
"I don't know."
I look at her. She is smiling through the tears. Now I smile too.
I lean to her and kiss her.
"Congratulations, amor. You did a great job," she says and we both laugh.

Now we're driving at home. Vanessa is looking at the scan picture.
"They are beautiful," she quietly says. When we stop at the traffic lights I look to the picture.
"Our two beautiful peas," I say and lean to her for a kiss.
"When we'll tell the news?" she asks.
"On the wedding?"
"Oh, then I'll be 12 weeks pregnant. How would I look then? How big will be my belly?"
"I don't know, amor."
"I'll google it." She says and takes a phone.
"Your waist is probably thickening and your breasts getting bigger. As the sickness subsides, you may start to feel hungrier and worry if you're eating enough for you and the baby - two babies. You may wonder if your bump should look bigger or smaller. There are so many factors that determine how big your stomach gets, including your hormones, pre-pregnancy weight, how many babies you've already had,
the strength of your muscles," she reads.
"Hmm..your breasts getting bigger." That's all what I remember.
"Carlos! I need a new wedding dress!"