Carrots were for Cassidy
"Okay, let's see how we're doing today," Evan's voice made her look over to him as Troy held her hand in his.
It was amazing how just holding her hand could wipe away all the worries in her mind. Smiling softly at her husband, Gabriella turned back to Evan as he roamed around her belly with the scope.
"Wow," he said, smiling wide as she looked back to Troy.
"What does that mean?"
"It means that this baby is extremely happy," Evan said, turning the screen so they both could see. "Just watch," he told them. And then the magic started.
It was just a gray, fuzzy image for most people but for the Bolton's, at this moment in time, it was their future. They were instantly in love with the baby as it played inside of Gabriella's stomach. It was the hand that fascinated him or her the most as it went from one side to the other and the shaking motion right after was most certainly a laugh; a wonderful, beautiful laugh.
"He's got my laugh," Gabriella mentioned, smiling over at Troy.
"We don't even know if it's a boy yet, Gabby."
"But, I, the doctor, with more than 12 years of medical school and experience behind my diploma on the wall in my office," Evan enlightened them, pulling their gazes back to him, "know for certain." They both heard the printer and watched Evan scribble the gender of the baby on a piece of torn off paper, tucking it in an envelope and handing it to Troy.