|You Just Gotta Chill
Author: G2P123 PM
What would happen if Becky got crazy and too clingy? My imagination at it's weirdest. This is the sequel to "Boys, Please Don't Go". I haven't updated in literally years, but I will try to update more often since it's summer break. Please R&R!Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance/Angst - Chapters: 3 - Words: 1,621 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 06-28-11 - Published: 06-19-11 - id: 7099326
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Disclaimer: Do I have to keep saying it? I DO NOT own any rights to Full House and what not.
A/N: Thank you so much for the review, lovelyladiiz. It gives me hope. I was actually waiting for a review to keep going.
To other readers reading this, pleasereview!
SPOILER: Becky is praying here, so let's say she's Catholic.
About 15 minutes after Becky's numerous attempts to keep him in bed, Jesse finally got a hold of her as they both went downstairs, Becky still clutching on to his hand.
Danny half-grinned as he watched an antsy Jesse and an engrossed Becky walk downstairs.
Joey smirked as he looked up from cleaning the dishes. "Well good morning, you two lovebirds!" he greeted in a mocking tone.
"You guys do realize you completely missed out on breakfast, right?" Danny asked while raising his eyebrows.
"Yes, I know." Jesse replied, rolling his eyes. "Got any food left?"
Danny nodded in direction to the table still set with food.
"Great, I'm starved." Jesse commented, immediately shaking off Becky.
"Wanna eat, Honey?" he asked, already placing a big stack of pancakes and scrambled eggs onto his plate.
Becky slightly frowned, "Um, no thanks Jess, I'm not very hungry right now."
Danny noticed the look in her eyes. "Something, wrong, Becky?" he asked slowly.
She shook her head while still looking at Jesse, then turned to go back upstairs, Danny, catching a glimpse of a tear in her eye.
Apparently Joey had too, as he said, "Jess, I think Becky wants you to watch your calories."
Danny sighed. "Jesse, I really think you should comfort her. I'm guessing she's still a little shaken up after the accident."
"I know I know I am comforting her! Well.. at least I try to." Jesse remarked, not looking up.
Danny nodded. "Okay, that's good because she really needs it. The accident seriously affected her."
Jesse nodded, absentmindedly.
Meanwhile upstairs in their attic room, Becky was going through some old pictures of their once family of four. She smiled as she saw a picture of her and the boys posing near the hotel at Disney World. That was the day she and Jesse spent their honeymoon, and a very romantic one at that. She turned to the next page displaying a picture of Jesse singing "A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes".
She grinned. In that picture, Jesse was flashing a warm smile to her.
"This song is for all you dreamers out there. Happy Anniversary, Honey."
Still grinning, she turned the page, she then saw what revealed to be a picture of her and Jesse at the hospital holding the twins. She remembered it like it was just yesterday...
"Wow," she thought happily, though extremely exhausted.
"I can't believe I'm a mother.."
She smiled the biggest smile a fatigued mother could show, as she held the soft baby in her arms.
And at that moment, Jesse turned to her and also appeared to be smiling the same way she was.
"Beck," he started. "We did it, you did it."
She nodded, with the big smile still plastered onto her face. "I can't believe we're the parents to these beautiful babies."
"I love you Jess."
Jesse looked into her eyes. "I love you too, Beck." he said as they leaned in for a soft kiss.
As their lips part, Jesse exclaimed out loud, "I can't believe I'm a father!"
Becky laughed as they both went on to admire their innocent, precious newborns.
Suddenly after all the reminisce, Becky felt her heart drop. She gulped, putting the pictures back into the drawer. She knew she was only enhancing her sadness.
Then, kneeling down, she prayed to God,
"God, please tell the boys we miss them so much, please tell them we miss their silliness, please tell them we miss their pranks, please tell them we miss seeing them have fun and be little boys, but most importantly, please... please tell them we love them."
And at that moment, she felt a hot tear roll down her cheeks.