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Requests: The Adults: Eddie Munson- Best Sort Of Surprise

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Chrissy Cunningham

Pov: Chrissy

Warnings: Christmas Time, first-time parents, pregnancy tests, gifts, nerves, nervous Chrissy, hugs and kisses, Fluff, pregnancy. Uncle Wayne is there to also celebrate.

Summary: Chrissy is nervous about giving Eddie his last present, but she's sure he'll freak out once he opens it.

A/n- Firefly-graphics for dividers

WC- 3.0k

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Two Weeks Before Christmas 1990

The timer clicks away, the stupid chicken timer from the kitchen is staring at me in the bathroom. Eddie isn’t home as of now, instead he’s working at the garage as he always does. Yet I had this nagging feeling that something was wrong with me. Eddie and I haven;t really talked about having kids, or starting a family by any means. It had been just the two of us for such a long time that we were both so used to waking up in the middle of the afternoon on a saturday. Staying in bed as long as we continue to love each other. Were either one of us prepared for a family at this point?

The stick is also staring at me, and when the alarm goes off. I nearly jump off the side of the tub and rush over to the pregnancy stick. I had read the directions beforehand. Made sure I knew the difference between the two lines, and just the one line. But still my heart sank, and then it picked up with vengeance. Two strong lines. Two strong pink lines telling me that I was pregnant. My mouth was left opening wide and closing tightly. My lips pursed in a tight line. The panic started to set in so I took another and waited for the damn chicken to blare off and then I took another waiting for the exact same answer. Two strong pink lines from all three tests. I threw the box away in the bathroom trash and took it out to the bins outside. I hide the three tests in my underwear and sock drawer. I’d wait until I knew for sure that I was pregnant until I would unload all this information on Eddie.

It’s hours later when Eddie comes home with a plastic bag filled with my favorite chinese restaurant. He toes his shoes off and wraps his arms around my waist pulling me impossibly close to his frame. “How are you feeling today baby?” He asks as he presses a kiss to my forehead. “I’m doing better now, Eds.” I told him, but now the throwing up makes sense. Every day for the past four weeks has been horrible. Constantly with my head deep in the toilet bowl letting all the previous day's food out. At first Eds thought I was sick with the flu, but then the meds didn’t work. He hadn’t forced me just yet to go to the doctors but I think I will have to bring it up today after we have dinner.

“You should be washing dishes Chris, you aren’t feeling good.” Eddie says as if I don’t already know that I don't feel good. “But I’m fine right now Eds.” I say rolling my eyes at m y protector, “No buts Chirssy go lay down please, and eat something because you need to eat.” Eddie says, bumping my hip to push me away from the sink and towards the plastic bag filled with delicious chinese food. I sit by myself in the dining room for only a few moments before I hear Eddie finish the dishes and then he’s walking over to the table and rummaging through the plastic bag. We always get the same thing, and Eddie’s got my order memorized by heart. The chinese restaurant was the first place we had a date. Actually we didn’t have dinner there so we ordered it and brought it up to the lake watching how the moons and stars reflected off the surface of the lake.

We sit in complete silence, even if it’s a comfortable silence it's always odd to hear how silent Eddie can get when he’s got a good meal in front of him. I can only deal with the silence for so much longer before my mind is racing towards the pregnancy tests. “I think I need to go to the doctor for this stomach ache.” I tell him, the relief washes over Eddie's face. “Thank god you said it because I’m not sure how much longer I was going to be able to keep my mouth shut about you needing to get checked out by a professional and not the pharmacist at the walgreens.'' Eddie says before shoving a fork full of noodles into his mouth. I roll my eyes, “The pharmacist does have a degree.” I argue with Eddie, and he just laughs at me. “Not the same thing, baby.”

One week Before Christmas 1990

I had called the next morning after Eddieh and left for work. The phone rang and rang until an older lady picked up from the other side of the line. “Hello this is Wellness Oasis, how may I help you today?” The older woman has a thick southern accent, but it reminds me of when my parents and I used to visit my grandmother. I blank for a second and then clear my throat after a moment before talking through the receiver. “I need to schedule an appointment for a check up.” I tell the older woman over the phone. She hums and then asks me what the check up would be for. “I… um I need to um, I need a pregnancy test done.” There's silence over the phone for only a few seconds and then the woman is much more cheerful. “Oh that’s wonderful, can you come today. I have an appointment time for three?” I’m frantically looking around for my small notebook, “Yeah, I can be there at three.” I tell the women, and then with that I have an appointment.

The appointment goes well at first. They weigh me, and then I walk to the room. With the scratchy paper laying under my jeans overed thighs. The nurse takes the rest of my vitals and asks me about the symptoms I’ve been feeling, and I tell her without a fuss. She leaves and then returns with a little cup. “Just head down to the bathroom and when you’re done just put the cup into the silver door. Come back to the room, and we will have your answer in fifteen minutes.” I nod nervously, the nurse must notice it. “Don’t be nervous.” She says trying to calm my nerves. A part of me panics as I set the small cup in the silver door, I wash my hands and look at the rather panicked expression on my face and then walk out.

The nurse is right though, it takes less than fifteen minutes because the doctor is knocking on the door five minutes after I had taken a seat. “Come in.” I say quietly, the door opens to a woman. “Hey there Chirssy, I thought you would like me to discuss the result of the test with you.” Her words make me panic, sounds like I’m not pregnant but that would mean that the three pregnancy tests that I had taken had been wrong. “Chrissy you with me?” The doctor asks, pulling me back from my thoughts. “Yeah I’m listening to you.” I say. My hands are feeling sweaty, anxiety sets in. I am bearing myself for the worst news of my life or for at least right now. “So I just wanted to talk to you about the results, so you could better understand.” I nod, and she continues. “So the test did come back positive.” My hands stop fidgeting, and my eyes go wide at the news from the doctor. “And that means?” I ask her, she smiles at me. “That means you’re pregnant Chrissy. Congratulations.” My face shifts into a smile that burns my cheeks. “I’ll leave you with paperwork, and then you’re free to leave Mrs.Munson.” The doctor hands me the paperwork and then leaves the room. My heart jumps in my chest as I think of how the hell I’m going to tell Eddie.

Christmas 1990

Everyone celebrates Christmas differently. The household that I had grown up in had taught me that there was a very certain way of doing things around the holidays. Dinner was to be served before gifts would ever be opened, the table had to be a perfect representation of the family sitting at it. The fine china was only ever used during those holidays. But now with Eddie the holiday season doesn’t seem so hectic, filled with frustration, and disappointment. The Christmas tree glowed in the early morning of christmas. Coffee brewed in the coffee cup as I started up breakfast.

No matter what I was taught I always associated the holidays with a good home cooked meal. Eddie, and his uncle had grown very comfortable with getting stuffed during the holiday times. Neither one had ever complained about the abunced of food sitting on the dining room table on thanksgiving or easter. Christmas was no different. Wayne would be over before the clock struck ten, and with that I would need to make breakfast. Eddie didn’t want me to leave the bed, nearly pulling me back into the soft cushion of our bed. “Don’t go.” He muttered this morning with sleep coating his already deep voice, I groaned, and pressed a kiss to his forehead. “I’ve gotta make breakfast, your uncle will be here at ten.” I tell him, he groans and after a moment he lets his hold of me go soft. I’m able to slip out of the bed,and run down to the kitchen before Eddie can change his mind about letting me go.

A small pile of gifts laid under the tree, but I didn’t worry about anything other than the little box hidden under my socks and panties in my dresser. I whipped together a nice plate of omelets, and bacon because Eddie would eventually wake up to the scent of maple bacon wafting through the house, and just one time a knock came to the door of the house. I was quick to wipe my hands off bacon grease and greet the smiling old man at the door. “Chrissy!” He smiled as he came in and grabbed me for a hug. “Uncle Wayne be careful with my wife there she’s not been feelin’ well.” We both hear Eddie say. He’s replaced his sleepwear with something more Christmas appropriate. “Oh let it go, I told you the doctor said it was just a seasonal thing. Due to the weather.” I say lying to both of them. Eddie hadn’t believed me when I arrived back from the doctor's office. “You should have called me, I would have brought over the soup recipes Ed's mom used to make for him when he wasn’t good enough for school.” Wayne says with a soothing rub to my shoulder.

“Would you like a cup of coffee?” I ask to change the conversation between the two answers at the same time. Both wanting a cup of just black coffee. I pull two cups down from the cabinet and yet again are distracted by the younger Munson. “Good morning sweetheart.” He says pressing his chin into my shoulder. “Did the bacon wake you or did Waynes knock?” I ask, “Definitely the bacon, you know how to get me out of bed.” Eddie answers. “Go take this cup to your uncle, and I'll bring the food behind you.” I say pushing the cup into his hands. “Whatever you say ma’am.” I roll my eyes, and slap his ass as he walks out of the kitchen. As the two of them sip on their coffee, I go back to my bedroom and change into a more Christmas themed set of clothes.

I opted for a green fleet dress that sways with each step I take down the stairs. “Look at you baby.” Eddie says as I reach the end of the steps. I blush hard under the intense stare. “You look good Chrissy.” Wayne adds as he sets his cup down on the dining room table. The food is already at the table and we sit and talk about the last few weeks. Normally Wayne is over every weekend but with the holidays he had been working a few more shifts and hadn’t managed to get over since the start of December.

“I’ll be right back.” Wayne says as we get up. Eddie helps me with plates, and cups taking them back into the kitchen and helping me clean up the mess I had made while I was making breakfast this morning. “You look really good this morning.” Eddie tells me as I hand him a wet dish to clean off with the towel next to him. By the time we are done cleaning off the plates and silverware. Wayne has returned from outside, he’s carrying a bag with presents gift wrapped. “You didn’t have to do that Wayne.”I yelled through the kitchen to the living room, he just waved me off. “You know that will never work right.” Eddie says as he dries off the last plates. “I just thought I could try.” I answer Eddie before shifting from the kitchen to the living room. The underneath of the tree looks fuller. “Wait, I gotta grab one more present from the bedroom.” I tell Eddie as I pass him when he goes into the living room. His brows knit together but when I press a chaste kiss to his lips his face relaxes and then he goes to talk to his Uncle.

When I make it up to the bedroom I look through the drawer in search of the long but small box with the pregnancy test in it. I hadn't thought that adding the test results from the doctors office would matter so those are in the bottom of my side table drawer. I’m quick to grab the gift and get my ass back downstairs before Eddie comes up and gets his own gift ruined because he’s too damn curious about whatever the hell I’m doing.

On cue I hear Eddie shout from down the flight of stairs. “You alright?” I yell back, “Yeah I’m fine, I'll be down in just a second.” When I make my way into the living room, someone has turned on the tv and is playing classic christmas music from the sixties or early seventies. Eddie is patting a spot next to him on the couch and sits down but only after I had the small gift for him to the pile. As always Eddie and I get Wayne a new hat and a new mug always with a funny saying on the front of it. He laughs and thanks us both with a warm smile on his old features. Eddie gets an old box of letters from his mother that Wayne had kept until a certain time or Eddie ever managed to get married. They both of them manage to have tears in their eyes when Eddie thanks his uncle for the gift.

Wayne gives me a set of sewing needles and crocheting needles. I cracked a joke. “I’m not as old as you think I am Wayne.” Wayne laughs and so does Eddie. The sound bounces off the walls and fills the house with a beautiful feeling. “What about the other materials?” I ask, Wayne only shrugs his shoulders. “I’m sorry but that’s on you Chrissy.” I laugh and grab a gift for Eddie. It’s another set of overalls for the mechanic job because the one he has now is covered in oil that I’ve tried three times to get out and there’s about ten dozen littles holes all over the jean like material from leaving tools in his pockets. He thanks me with a kiss on my cheek. “Thanks sweetheart.” He hands me a gift, it’s a new cooking book that has been talked about all over the news this year. “I know you like cookin’ and I saw you lookin’ at it at the book shop.” Eddie tells me sweetly. There's one more round of gifting before I go to give Eddie the small gift that has my pregnancy tests in it. Wayne has a rather knowing look on his face as I hand over the small box to Eddie. “What is this?” Eddie asks, shaking the box only to hear a little rattle. “Don’t shake it Eddie!” I exclaim and look over at Wayne. He smiles at me, and then looks over his nephew.

The rest of the moment happens in slow motion. Eddie opening the top of the box's lid, Eddie moving the wrapping paper, and the shock on his face that turns into hot tears on the edge of his lashes. The wobbling bottom lip is what takes me out of my heart. “Eddie?” I ask in the silence that has somehow surrounded us. I can feel Waynes on each of us. “Are you… are you really?” He asks, unable to say the words. Wayne is silent, letting us have the moment. “Yes I am, that's why I haven’t been feelin’ good the last few weeks.” I answer Eddie. He looks up from the box making eye contact with his uncle and then me. “Chrissy you’re… I’m gonna be a dad.” A tear filled smile breaks out on my face as I nod my head and look at Eddie. I can hear the small ‘congratulations’ from Wayne as I get squished by the firm and loving hug that Eddie wraps me up in. “Chrissy we are gonna be parents, oh you’re gonna be the best mom.” He says as he presses kisses against my cheeks and lips. “Come on boy, give your girl some damn space.” I hear Wayne say a little louder so Eddie can also hear him. There’s a nice blush over each of our faces. “You’ll both do good.” Wayne says as he comes over to give me a small but meaningful hug. “You aren’t allowed to do anything else until our baby is here, do you understand me chrissy?” Eddie says, and it’s not a question of if it’s a demand from Eddie that I take care of my body. I nod, “Now can we finish giving gifts?” I ask, “NO I have to call the others and let them know that I’m gonna be a dad pretty soon.” I roll my eyes as Eddie goes for the kitchen phone. “And by the way that’s the best damn christmas present I could ever ask for.” Eddie yells through the house and it causes the hot blush on my cheeks to get even hotter.

Completed on: 12/31/23

Posted on: 01/12/24

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