I'm Not Insane, I'm Not Insane

"Get the baby and go home, Kimberly. It's better for you to be there than here." Matt ordered, breaking the silence.

It was completely silent. For five and a half minutes, there was no sound. It was as if the world had stopped. I know my heart had stopped.

Then a loud gasp was emitted, and our attention was all drawn to the front door. I quickly scrambled to my feet, making sure I was careful with the baby. I rushed to the front of the crowd to see what all the fuss was about.  "Brian!" I yelled, tears in my eyes.

My brother had just stumbled out of the hospital doors, carrying a limp figure on his back.

"Oh.... oh my g-god. Jimmy!" I whispered, shooting forwards.

Brian stopped in front of me, and I handed him the baby- my baby. I grabbed Jimmy from off of his back, and hugged him tight to me. He was alive and breathing, just.....sleeping? "He's alright!" I managed to say.

I then heard a roaring noise, and put Jimmy on the ground, covering his body with mine just as the building collapsed. Ash and dust flew out in thick clouds. I put my head in the space between his neck and head, and I whispered, "Wake up, James. I love you so much. Come on, wake up. Wake up for me, the baby, the guys. Come on, Jimmy, we need you!"

He groaned slightly, and then he turned his head to face me, and he placed a light kiss on my lips. "I would never leave you." He whispered weakly.

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(1 Year later)

He had held true to that promise. Oh so very true.  We had gotten married on the beach, honeymooned in Italy, the whole nine yards. It was all very beautiful, but not nearly as beautiful as the fact that I am now a Sullivan, raising a baby with my husband. He has grown into a healthy little man, named Isaac Owen.

God, how much he looked like Jimmy. I mean, honestly. He looked EXACTLY like Jimmy did as a baby. Not one bit of the child resembled me. At all.

"Hey Kimz, hate to break you from your day dream, but we're here." Jimmy's voice announced, his skinny finger poking my face softly.

"It's fine, babe. Now, come on. We have a party to set up!" I said, suddenly cheery. I hopped out of the passenger’s seat of Jimmy's BMW, and he got Isaac out of his safety chair. I got to work on grabbing our suitcases. Did our roles seem reversed? Then, if you believe so, then fuck you, you sexist ass hat.

"To Disneyland!" Jimmy and I cheered, marching our way up to the entrance of the hotel. We were at Disneyland, staying in the hotel for a week to celebrate the time we've had our baby, Isaac.

As soon as we had checked in, we rushed to our suite, eager to see if any of the guys had arrived yet. We had rented out the whole floor, an apartment sized suite for all the guys and their wives. I was nearly as excited as Jimmy, which is saying a lot.  Mostly, I’m just excited for my little man!

It's insane seeing how fast they grow, right before your eyes! It seems like it was only yesterday that the incident went down, and Jimmy had placed my son in my arms. Jimmy has been the most amazing sport about it and has been very supportive to both of us, even watching him while I did my classes.

Isaac is Jimmy's mini-me, Jimmy never wants to leave his side. Isaac cries when Jimmy's not around. But Isaac still loves me, and has a soft spot for Brian. As for the other guys? Hell no! When Zacky first held Isaac, he ripped the lip rings off of Zack's face, and it takes a lot to do so. Yeah, they sort of have this ongoing feud. It seems a bit ridiculous that a 26 year old man can hold a grudge with a 1 year old. Isaac hates Zacky, and I swear he glares at him every time he's near. Zack loves children, but when it comes to Isaac..... not so much.

"Come on babe! We have to go set up for Isaac's party. Brian and Matt are going to help, Johnny and Zack offered to sit with the kids. You and the girls have to go and check in with the front office about the details." Jimmy said, breaking me from my reverie.

"Okay," I said, realizing that I was now in our room, which was quite nice indeed.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Jimmy laughed, pulling me back to him, as I walked through the door.

I turned around to face him, and he placed his hands on my hips. I put my hands on the base of his neck, and saw him roll his eyes, a smile still in place. I smirked, and then pressed my lips to his, and he responded quickly. His soft lips moved against mine, and his tongue made its way into my mouth, and he deepened the kiss. I bit down on his tongue, and he pulled away quickly.

"The fuck wath that for?" He asked with wide eyes, holding his tongue.

"It was getting a bit heated, dipshit." I laughed, pecking him on the nose.

"So? And you bit me! Fucking hormones." He sighed.

"Shut up, you know it's going to be a surprise!" I teased, giving him a loose hug. He wrapped his arms around me, and rested his chin on the top of my head, just holding me there close to him.

"You know I love you so much, right?" I sighed, and he chuckled.

"I should be the one asking you." He admitted, finally letting me go. He pressed a kiss to my forehead, and nodded his head to the door.

"You should go, the girls are waiting outside." He said, winking. I nodded, waving goodbye, and then I left, closing the door behind me.

Midge, Amy, Julia, and Caity were all standing outside, chatting happily amongst one another. "Hey, girlies!" I said happily, and they all managed to nod. "Who died?" I joked, as we got into the elevator.

"No one... it's just... I don't know. Last year's events have been really tugging at our minds. Something like that doesn't just stop cold turkey. It would take awhile. We're just worried that it could happen again." Julia answered, changing my mood completely.

I sighed, and then spoke. "Well, to be honest, you do state some very valid points. But, hey, it won't happen again. Whatever it was, we have beat it. It has been over a year now, and nothing has happened since then. So, I think it's safe to say that we're in the clear.

"If you say so..." Midge muttered as the elevator doors opened, and we all got out.

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"Happy birthday, to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday, dear, Isaaaaaac! Happy birthdaaaaaaay to youuuuuuuu!" The crowd of people sang loudly, as they surrounded the stage that Jimmy and I were on, holding Isaac up so he could blow out the candles on his cake. We had a 6-tier birthday cake on a stand. It was Disney themed, and I know I would be jealous if I were a kid his age. He's spoiled, and he loves it.

"Well, anyone want to say anything? If you do, feel free to come up here and do whatever," I said, just to throw the offer out there.

After about 25 people talking about Jimmy and I's experience, being an inspiration, and how many of them adore Isaac, I took my place behind the mic stand, holding Isaac in my arms. Jimmy stood behind me with his arms resting on my hips. "To conclude this amazing party, Jimmy, Isaac, and I have an announcement for everyone!" I started, and there were wolf whistles and cheers that sounded, causing me to pause and smile even wider.

"We are expecting a new addition to the Sullivan family in a few months!" Jimmy said, leaning down to speak into the mic.

The room burst into cheers, yelling words of encouragement to us. I bent down, whispering into Isaac's ear, "You hear that, baby? You're gonna have a new sissy or bubba!"

He giggled softly, as Jimmy tickled our little man.

The excitement was shortlived, though. The lights flickered off, and the room became silent. We heard a loud cackle or screech, and then the lights flashed back on. We heard a loud gasp, and then I turned around.

Behind me, on the announcement board, was a sentence. The same sentence that haunted us for years, in the language of the damned.

Then, as if it couldn't have gotten any worse, Isaac began to laugh. Then he spoke his first words. "The child is next!"

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