Karen's P.O.V.

It's been a week since Jimi found out I was pregnant. No one else knows and we are back out on tour. We decided to wait to tell everyone until we thought it was safer and not get their hopes up. Jimi slept in my bunk last night to hold me, which made the bunk smaller for me. I had no room to move. I laid on my side on a sore hip while Jimi was also on his side with his arm around me. I could hear everyone else up and in the front of the bus and I smell eggos. Jimi knows that all I crave everyday are eggos, and I can't move cause I don't wanna wake Jimi and I'm being taunted by the smell.

A few minutes later I feel Jimi move and he leans over slightly and see if I'm awake. I turn slightly and smile at him.

"Morning babe."

"Good Morning my love... and baby." He rubs my stomach.

"Shhh. They don't know yet..."

"I'm sorry, I forgot"

"It's okay... I just don't wanna get their hopes up"

"I know. Let get up. I'll make you eggos."

"Someone already made them... probably for the girls... the smell was lingering for 10 whole minutes..." Jimi chuckles and kisses my cheek and gets up. I get up after him and walk behind him to the front of the bus. He looks for more eggos and I take a seat at the table by the girls.

"J if there isn't any left it'll be fine."

"I remember two days ago when you didn't get them. I never wanna see that part of Karen again." I roll my eyes and look at the girls. Kim laughs at Jimi's comment

"What are ya looking for?"

"Eggos. Karen needs her eggos."

"Karen don't even like eggos."

"She does now" Kim makes a strange face and looks at me.

"Don't give me that look Kim... people change and people like and dislike different things all the time."

"Not you... once you hate something you hate it."

"I do not."

"Mhmm. Sure ya don't. Still hate wet t-shirt competitions?"

"Kim! I told you to never bring that up!" Jimi looks at me.

"Wet t-shirt competition..?" I put my face in my hands and Kim laughs and tells Jimi.

"In college Karen was a partier. She would drink and drink and they held a wet t-shirt competition. Karen won first place... three years in a row." Jimi opens his mouth in shock.

"Wow... babe I had no idea... you won three times...?"

"It was a long time ago and I don't plan on doin it ever again... it was in college and I was a stupid kid..."

"Baby I'm not mad. I'm kinda jeleous that I missed out..."

"Baby trust me. You didn't miss out on anything. Now may I have some eggos..?"

"Of course... if we had any..."

Kim makes a face again.

"Karen why do you want eggos? You hate them."

"I... haven't eaten them in years... maybe I like them now..?"

"Karen... the only time people eat what they hate is if they are forced or if they crave it which only usually happens to girls when they-.... oh my lord!"

"Kim... calm down... it's not a big deal..." just as I finish saying that Phillip walks in with everyone following.

"What's not a big deal?" Kim stands and comes over hugging me.

"Karen is pregnant!" Phillip smiles and walks over to Jimi.

"Congrats man."

"Thanks." Kim still hasn't let me go. But after a while she pulls back.

"Kare why didn't you tell us?"

"I didn't wanna get your guys' hopes up if something happened... we were gonna wait to tell you when we were in the clear after the first trimester..."

"I'm sorry Kare..."

"It's okay."

"And we aren't out of eggos. Jimi is just bad at looking. I'll make you some eggos. Then I have to put Daisy in the bath."

"I'll bath her Kim. When you're done cooking she'll be all washed up."

"Karen you don't have too."

"Kim don't start becoming Jimi. Don't be over protective and not let me do normal stuff."

"Okay. Just don't run yourself down. Ask for help when needed."

"I bathed her multiple times before. This time is no different."

"Okay. I'll start your eggos." I smiles and pick up Daisy and take her to the bathroom and start a bath for her.

I get her all washed up and let her play for a few minutes. I watch her and set a hand on my stomach thinking about how I would be doin this to mine and Jimi's baby in a couple years. I smile at the thought and Kim walks in.

"Hey, your eggos are done." I smile.

"Thanks Kim."

"Anything for my future niece or nephew. Go eat. I've got her." I smile and get up and go eat. Jimi got his breakfast which was bacon and eggs and I could not stand the smell. I had to make him leave the table with it.

After a couple hours being on the road it started to get crazy. The girls were getting cranky, everyone was getting tired and Kim was getting restless with Daisy and Steve because Daisy was crying and Steve wasn't really helping cause he didn't know how to help. It was practically the same situation with Becky and Phillip. I moved to the back of the bus about a half an hour ago trying to get piece and quiet and get rid of my headache and to get some rest like everyone told me to do. The peace and quiet never came, Jimi attempted to the same thing and we were both in the back laying on the couch him holding me and rubbing my stomach and stroking my head and hair trying to help with my headache to no avail.

We arrive at the venue about an hour later and everyone gets off letting the girls get fresh air along with the adults. Me and Jimi stayed laying on the bus enjoying what is now peace and quiet. As soon as my headache starts goin away our manager yells and makes it come back. So much for peace and quiet or getting rest. I get up and Jimi gets up behind me and we get off the bus and go inside the venue. I got to my room I share with Kim and sit down letting my hair and makeup people take over and Kim does the same. As soon as they finish they leave and we start to get dressed. Kim looks at me

"Are you excited about the baby?"

"I guess. It's what me and Jimi wanted for a while and we never seemed to get it right..."

"This one is right."

"You don't know that Kim. The last time I was pregnant I made it to 5 months and I killed it. I'm only at 2 months and a lot can happen and go wrong. I'm scared that if I lose this baby Jimi will leave for good and I will hit rock bottom with no chance of coming back... I've lost too many times to come back again Kim..."

"Kare we are all here for you and nothing is gonna happen to this baby because Jimi and all of your friends and family will make sure we are here to help you. I'll make sure you don't work too hard and stay off your feet, eat healthy food and do everything you need too, to keep this baby and you healthy."

"Thanks Kim."

"Always." We hug each other and finish getting dressed. Just as we finish I go sit on the chair. We hear a knock on the door. Kim answers it and Jimi and Phillip walk in. Jimi walks over to me and stands behind me putting his hands on my shoulders and rubs them and my upper arms. Phillip stands there and looks around.

"How do you girls always end up with this fancy room and me and Jimi are stuck in a locker room..?" Both me and Kim laugh and I respond.

"Guess we know which half of the band is favourited." Everyone laughs.

"Five minutes!" Our manager yells from the hall. That again did not help my headache. I winced as he yelled and Jimi kissed my head knowing exactly what the wince was for.

After we finished the show we all hopped back on the bus and the bus driver took us for food at the nearest place which was an In n' Out burger. Everyone went in side to get food but I wasn't feeling good so I stayed on the bus and Jimi went for my food. I decided that maybe some fresh air would help so I got off the bus and sat on the nearest bench. Once I was relaxed my headache came back. I could deal with a headache, but what made it worse was people walking down the street and all gathered around me for autographs. I tried to sign as many as I could, I love our fans but I really wish they would have come now. I handed back someone's pen and I stood up. "I'm sorry everyone. I have to get back to work and get on the bus." They all get a sad look. And one man yelled

"Or you could stay and care for your fans!" I couldn't see who said that but I tried to reason with them.

"I tried to sign everything but it's time for us to go. I'm sorry."

"We aren't done here! You owe us for being your fans! The least you can do is sign a damn piece of paper!"

"I have to go. I'm sorry and I'll see y'all later." I made my way through the crowd and back towards the bus and I felt something hit my hand then I felt some pain. I looked at it and it was bleeding. I went onto the bus shutting the door and went to the bathroom dripping blood. I looked at it and it was a Straight line. Did someone cut me..?

Not even a minute later I hear someone run on the bus.

"Karen?!" It was Jimi. Thank the lord. I stepped out of the bathroom with a towel already full of blood. I looked at him scared.

"Baby..? What happened? I seen the blood outside coming on here." He came over and looked at the cut.

"I went to a bench to get outside... a crowd of people came over and I signed something's... someone got mad... I told them I had to go and as I was walking towards the bus, I felt a pain in my hand. I looked at it and it was bleeding so I came back here."

"Who got mad?!" Jimi said getting pissed.

"I never seen their face."

"I'll find them and kill him!"

"Jimi please don't..." I said nearly in tears cause the cut kinda hurt and I didn't want Jimi to leave and get himself arrested. He kissed my head and held the towel on my hand.

A few second Kim and Phillip came on the bus. "What happened? Who's blood?" Kim said.

"Mine."

"Kare what happened?" Before I could speak Jimi spoke.

"Some random person cut her! And once I find him I'm gonna kill him!"

"Oh Gussie! Is it bad?" Jimi moves the towel.

"I don't know... there is too much blood."

"Does she need a hospital?" Jimi nods.

"I think maybe." I roll my eyes and speak up.

"Or you could direct your questions to the person who is cut and no I don't need a hospital. I just need to keep pressure on it so it's stops bleeding then I can bandage it." Kim gives me a look and I give her my 'You know I'll fight with you, so don't even try it' look. She rolls her eyes and comes over.

"You're pregnant. We just wanna make sure you and your little one are okay."

"Oh... so if I wasn't pregnant you wouldn't take me to the hospital... I see. Treat me like I'm fragile cause I'm pregnant." Jimi looks at me and says,

"Kare we know your strong and can handle a lot. It's that, that scares us. You think you can handle a lot but you trying to handle too much could risk hurting the baby. I know you don't think it will but any kind of extra stress from anything or working yourself too hard anything can risk the baby's and your health. We all love you and that baby and we just wanna make sure you both are okay."

"Okay... I'm sorry... we love y'all too."

Jimi kisses my temple and holds the towel on my hand so I don't have too. Kim goes and gets some stuff to clean it up and Phillip got me a bandage for after it's clean.

I sit on the couch and Jimi sits next to me. He wraps his arms around my waist and stomach area while Kim comes and sits in front of me taking the towel off slowly.

"This is probably gonna sting."

"It's fine. Just do it..." Kim nods and gives Jimi a look and he takes a hold of my good hand and I squeeze it letting him know that I'm glad he's here. Kim washes the cut with peroxide and other alcoholic stuff that cleans cuts. I wince every now and then and by the end of it, my head was tucked in Jimi's chest, not only from the pain but from the smell of the alcohol. I love drinking but the smell is just repulsive. She finished up and Phillip bandaged it and me and Jimi just sat there for a while then I turned to him.

"Can I have some eggos?" Jimi laughs and eventually gets me some.