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Pregnancy Scare

Jaime Reyes x F!Reader

.summary: ‘either it’s the dinner we had last night at the restaurant or im actually…’ y/n wakes up vomiting throughout the entire day and ontop of her period being late she and her boyfriend start to panic

cw: throwing up/ mentions of sex/ mentions of pregnancy/

a/n: havent seen the movie yet but will probs Saturday but this takes sometime before the movie also my first time writing a pregnancy scare story

Y/n is groaning in her sleep, with her arms wrapped around her stomach. Suddenly, she feels nauseated and experiences sharp pains. She smells the food cooking downstairs and feels her stomach grumbling. She quickly rushes to the bathroom and vomits into the toilet. She hunched over letting out the contents in her stomach, before groaning and flushing the toilet.

After vomiting, laughter was heard from the hallway. Jaime entered his girlfriend's room with coffee, thanking her mother for making breakfast. Once noticing she isn't in the bed he peeked, into the bathroom and saw her on the ground.

"Hey, are you alright?" He asked, worriedly and she looked at him for a moment her face pale. Before the urge to vomit arose again and she threw up in the toilet once again. "I guess not." He said, to himself. Placing the two mugs of coffee on the counter before kneeling down beside her and rubbing her back. As she threw up into the toilet.

She groaned as she reached towards the handle flushing the toilet. Then she leaned back against her boyfriend's chest, and he wrapped one arm around her, "That's one way to start the morning." She joked, and he looked down at her placing his hand on her forehead.

He planted a kiss on her forehead. "Maybe breakfast isn't the best thing right now," she mumbled, leaning into him. "Want me to bring you chicken broth and crackers?" he asked. She nodded.

"Yes, please."

"Okay, coming right up." He said, before picking her up bridal style and carrying her to her side of the bed. Placing her on the bed and tucking her in underneath the covers.

"I'd kiss you but I don't want to end up throwing up in your mouth." She said, and he looked at her with disgust. "Awe, you can kiss me later when your not all pukey." He said, and she chuckled. She watched, as he took the two mugs of coffee and left her room.

As she lay there in bed her mind started to wonder, about the possible reasons why she was sick. Stomach flu? Maybe but she doesn't have a fever nor does she feel warm. Food poisoning? Probably a few days ago they did go out to some sketchy restaurant. She could've sworn she saw a rat in the restaurant. Pregnant?

She laughed at the thought there was absolutely no way that she was pregnant. She and Jaime, haven't had sex in about a week so there's no possibility for her to be pregnant. Right? Well, her period is kinda late but that could be because of stress.

She wasn't ready to be a mother at all, and if she was to have kids it be while she was at least thirty. Not twenty-one, she bit her lip nervously and just then Jaime entered the room with a mug filled with chicken broth and a sleeve of saltine crackers. "You're supposed to be laying down, your mother's orders." He said, and she stared down at the ground.

"You alright?" He asked, closing the bedroom door behind her and walking towards her placing the food on her nightstand. He knelt down in front of her and took her hand, "Jaime, what if I'm pregnant?" she said, and he looked at her and she bit her lip.

"I'm not ready to be a mother." She said, nervously and started fidgeting with her fingers. Something Jaime noticed she always did whenever she was nervous. "Hey, it's going to be okay it's probably just a stomach bug or food poisoning," he said, and she looked at him.

He planted a kiss on the top of her forehead, "Um, any chance you can go buy some tests for me?" She asked, and he looked at her, "I just want to make sure." She said, and he looked at her for a bit before letting out a sigh. "Alright, I'll be right back," he said, and she smiled looking at him.

"I'll pay you back." She said, and he shook his head, "No need, I love you." He said, and she smiled planting a kiss on his cheek. "I love you too." She said and watched as he left the room.

She sat on her bedside and reached over to her nightstand grabbed the mug of chicken broth, and began to drink it slowly. "Please don't be pregnant." She mumbled, to herself nervously.

About half an hour later, Jaime returned with two pregnancy tests just to make sure. Along with some [favorite flowers] and candies. "Ah, baby." She said, wrapping her arms around him while kissing him on the cheek.

"Hey, no matter what we'll get through this," He said, and she smiled at him and looked down at the pregnancy test waiting for an answer.

the waiting game was grueling and it felt like hours, and after five minutes the results came back negative. The couple let out a sigh of relief as they stared at the pregnancy test. Jaime kissed her on the lips and she kissed him back, "If I ever end up actually getting your pregnant." he said, and she looked at him, "I'll be here for you." He said, and she smiled looking at him.

"I love you Jaime,"

"I love you too."

"I blame that sketchy resturant we ate at." She said, and he nodded his head in agreement, "That restaurant was sketchy." He said, kissing her on the lips again as she threw the test into the trash.

later that day

[Y/n] giggled, as Jaime and she sat on the couch and snuggled up to each other while watching a movie. "Well, today was an eventful day." She said, and he chuckled wrapping his arm around her, "Sure was." He said turning towards her before, kissing her on the lips.

"Y/n, why was there a pregnancy test in the trash can?" [M/n] asked, and the couple on the couch froze eyes widened as they stared at each other. [Y/n] slowly turned around and locked eyes with her mother, who held the pregnancy test in her hand and pointed at it.

"Ah, at least it's negative right Mrs. L/N?" Jaime said nervously, scratching the back of his neck as he two turned around. She craned her neck towards him and he pursed his lips and looked away.

[Y/n] chuckled nervously, "Ah, um well-I.." She started, and looked away, "I got nothing to say," She finished, and the mother pursed her lips before revealing another thing she found.

Jaime's and [Y/n]'s eyes widened in shock and horror, their mouths dropping. "I also found this care to explain?" [M/n] said, holding up a pair of fuzzy handcuffs and [Y/n] bit down on her lower lip.

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worldlxvlys · 2 months

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hear me out...

pregnancy scare with fwb nate?

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warnings: pregnancy scare (she’s not actually pregnant), cursing

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ravencincaide · 3 months

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Your work has nothing on me

Summary: A fight on a stressed, hungry stomach can lead to snappy remarks which turn into something good; OR the time Chuuya forgot about your very important pre-planned date.

Pairing: fem!Reader x bf! Chuuya Nakahara

Inspired by Sweetober prompt: 17 Cooking/ Sharing food

Warnings: Cursing, yelling at each other, hurt and some sweet comfort.

Enjoy~

“Why are you all shuffling your feet like teenagers in front of their crush?”

You watched in mild amusement, mild surprise how the two dozen well trained and exceptionally tall men, dressed to the nine’s in suits and perfectly done hair, jumped at the sound of your voice. Their attention turned instantly towards you either in horror or murderous glare; some of them had their fingers raised to their lips as if to tell you to be quiet. Others had raised their hands on the hilt of their guns as if about to shoot you for the insolent act of startling them. In response you merely crooked an eyebrow at them; half challenging them to pull their gun out at you, and half in an amused curiosity at how normally stoic foot soldiers were acting like scaredy cats.

“ No! Really? Why are half a dozen mafia shuffling outside Chuuya’s office? IF you have missions you should be working- if you’re done then it’s just to hand in the report and go home.” you asked. When none of them replied you merely shrugged at them, readjusting your grip on the stack of take away bento boxes in your arms before moving past in the direction of the office door.

“ Miss I wouldn’t—” One of the men started only to be cut off by a loud bang coming from behind the closed door- a silent warning? Chuuya letting out some steam?

Judging from the row of curses that followed you concluded it was the later. Biting your lip to prevent yourself from giggling you took another step closer, almost pressing your ear to the door to hear your beloved better; “ God fucking damn it, I told them I don’t want guesses! Facts, FACTS! And I get this– how fucking hard can it be to fill out a goddamn template made for babies! God fucking damn–”

Moving away from the door you turned back to the mafia with a smile, an almost too pleased one. “ Ahh it’s report time, you’re late and all too chicken to go face his rage.”

Crickets.

You did not bother to hide the Cheshire's grin; this was perfect. You were running low on favours you could call in without costing Chuuya an arm and a leg. “ Well then, let's make a deal? You owe me and I’ll make sure your reports get accepted without any delay fees” You shifted the containers in your arms and stretched out your now free hand, palm up, ready to receive the reports.

The men glanced between each other before one of them cleared their throat; “ We couldn’t possibly trouble Miss with such mundane things—”

Another loud bang could be heard from Chuuya’s office, followed by more curses, these ones more colorful than the previous bunch. All too quickly two dozen reports were neatly stacked into your arms. Then the door into Chuuya’s office was opened for you. As soon as you stepped inside, they shut it quickly and quietly behind you; and all you could hear was scrambling of feet and uncharacteristically happy yells and ‘sucker’ calls as they moved further and further from your darlings office.

Fucking Cowards.

“ Oj did I tell you, you could come— Oh baby” Chuuya started the scolding but shut up the second he realized it was you. He was up on his feet before the end of his sentence, coming to greet you midway through his office. His hands took the containers of food from you, not missing to steal a kiss in the process. “ Sorry sweetheart, my subordinates are fucking idiots” he said as he returned to his desk and began shuffling things about, struggling to find an adequate spot to set down the food amidst all the stacks of paperwork.

You rolled your eyes slightly at the all too familiar complaints “ Ever thought of, I don’t know, educating them to be less idiots? Or at least participating in subordinate-recruitment?” you asked as you came over to his desk and began blending in the newly received reports amongst the ones already littering Chuuyas desk.

“ We both know it won’t help” Chuuya sighed before turning to face you. His smile turned even more grim as he saw what you were doing. Instead of stopping you he just sat down and opened his dinner; “ Sweetheart, do you even want me home?” Chuuya questioned with a groan.

“ Do you want an honest answer?” You asked as you glanced up, long enough to see Chuuya pause mid-bite of his spring roll, eyebrow raised, silently urging you to go on. “ Right now, no.”

Chuuya choked. His eyes widened in surprise before he growled, his expression darkening with each passing second “ What the actual hell Y/N? I’ve been working my ass off to get this shit finished as soon as possible for us and you think that is funny?!”

“ Then you shouldn’t have stood me up!” you snapped back, matching his loud voice with ease. “ We’ve been planning to introduce you to my family for months, MONTHS Chuuya and I had to make up excuses for the sake of your goddamn paperwork. ”

“ What the hell are you talking about, we decided tomorrow, if you’re changing plans left and right you need to inform me, hun!” Chuuya snapped back, dropping his takeaway container of food back onto the table before beginning to search for his phone buried somewhere among the piles, clearly intending to show you each and every SMS, email and chat message you have shared with him on the topic.

You did not seem bothered, if anything you merely rolled your eyes as you opened your own bento “ Go on, check your calendar, and today is?” you asked with another roll of your eyes as you stabbed a poor steamed broccoli with such violence you almost made a hole in the takeaway container.

“ And today is– oh god it was today. Sweetheart I’m so sorry” Chuuya groaned to himself, pressing his gloved hands to his forehead as he silently cursed himself over his own stupidity. A light embarrassed blush dusted his cheeks which he desperately tried to push back before he looked up at you again. “ Sweets I–”

“ Chuu the food is getting cold” you said motioning towards his container of food, a strain in your voice. “ You’re hungry, I’m hungry. Let’s not fight until we’ve eaten” you fixed him with a firm stare, your eyes just daring him to talk back and disappoint you further. Like an obedient puppy Chuuya sat back down and began eating with a little too much enthusiasm - a clear sign of his guilt. Even his paperwork was abandoned for the moment.

Except for the sound of chopsticks hitting bento and an occasional crunch from blanched vegetables there was silence. Something neither pleasant nor tense, just tired, somber kind.

“ Soo what kind of excuse did you give your family sweetheart?” Chuuya asked as the lingering silence between you became unbearable.. The food was half finished by then and the hungry, starving feeling was almost gone. “ Do I need to be worried?”

“ Hmm I just told them we had a pregnancy scare” you answered bluntly keeping your voice as leveled as possible.

“ Sweetheart, A what now? A pregnancy scare–?!” Chuuya cut off his tirade as the chopsticks in his hand snapped in half, the sound silencing him. Closing his eyes, he took several deep breaths, trying to calm himself. When he addressed you again his voice was strained, almost tortured “ Do you really think that was the best lie you could come up with?”

“ Who said it was a lie?” You asked tilting your head to the side. Your lips pulling up into a half smile trying to hide how much that news had affected you. The fear and happiness at the one false positive; the sadness and disappointment at the following dozen negative ones. Technically you hadn’t lost anything- everything was back at the way things were before that one positive pregnancy test. And yet somehow it wasn’t.

Silence returned and lingered once again; neither of you knowing what to say. Your mind wondered whether Chuuya would ever want that type of family with you, or whether this half serious fling would always remain that, a fling. A part of you regretted telling him, afraid that he’d dump you now that he knew that you so clearly wanted more than what you had. Now that you’ve shown your greedy side.

A more rational part of you knew however that if this was the end of your relationship then it was for the best in the long run. You couldn’t waste forever with a man who never intended anything permanent. No matter how amazingly sweet said man was. You bit your lip before taking a deep breath, deciding to start on the heavy topic as gently as humanly possible; Yet all you managed to utter was his name before he cut you off.

“ Well then sweetheart we’ll just need to get to the point where the next test is a definite positive” he said, a light blush dusting his cheeks. Yet there was a tiniest honest smile on his lips, his eyes full of sweet adoration.

His words touched at your heartstrings, filled you with fascination and warmth. Right then you felt you were falling in love with him all over again. “ Ohh Chuuya” you mumbled, wanting nothing else but to kiss him, to hug him, to show him how happy he made you in that very moment. Whether you would actually settle for children was a matter still to be discussed but the fact that he wanted more than what you two had now definitely made a world of difference for you.

Before you could come over and shower him with kisses, the gentle smile on his lips turned into a boyish grin; “ But to find time for private matters, YOU will need to learn to help me with that and what better time to start than now?” he stated pointing towards the stack of paperwork.

His words made your smile drop and you stabbed another vegetable in your bento with a little too much force, finally snapping your chopsticks in half. Talk about ruining a good moment.

Jerk.

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PS Author note: Did I think today was Wednesday and updated a day too early? Yes, yes I did. Judge me all you want for it. I dare you.

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j0kers-light · 8 months

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How do you think Joker would deal with menstruation? Or if reader had a long delay and they both thought she was pregnant 😂 (but then it turned out to be a false alarm)

Hey hi anon!! 🖤✨

I couldn't help myself and jumped out of line of ask requests! I woke up from a nap with the perfect idea for this so here we go!

It is common knowledge that Joker does not use condoms. The tried and true saying, 'wrap it before you tap is' does not apply to him, mkay?

This man does not care. Its risky, its dangerous, and its incredibly hot to slide into you with nothing in the way. That friction of skin between skin just scratches an itch of intimacy that Joker never knew he needed. Now he knows why condoms are so expensive. Its a clear indicator not to use them!

He knows you secretly enjoy it too or you would have put an end to raw sex from the beginning. Joker does not take into consideration if you're taking any birth contraceptive measures [thats your choice as the reader] he's got bigger things to worry about, but there was always a twinge of hesitation in his mind.

What if you get pregnant?

Joker is NOT father material despite the countless nannies and other random people from your apartment building that compliment his DILF status and skills every time you babysit your neighbor's kid. Joker is not one for children, but he sorta kinda likes Gio. The little tyke's got spunk and he's so well mannered and you look ethereal whenever you hold Gio and the sunlight hits you a certain—

Okay. Fine! So Joker has toyed with the idea! He let his mind wander once or twice but it doesn't mean he's actively tryna knock you up! He is not about that life. Gotham City has to burn first and there's too much fun to cause to be weighted down with a child.

Nothing is for certain but Joker knows. He knows you can and will be a great mother just... not with his kid.

Joker is fully aware of your 'time of the month.' You're more moodier than usual and you always desert him in the guest bedroom for the comfort of your private room. You don't come out except to eat and you take said meals in your sanctuary. He hates the one week of the month where his Light is not around.

He does not like when you shut him out and hide in your shell but you grumble 'hormones' or 'leave me lone, J' and waddle back to safety.

Joker wants nothing more to cuddle up with you and rub your cramps away or hand feed you all the weird snacks you crave while your buried under the blankets, but you won't let him near you! Why won't you let him spoil you?

Contrary to popular belief, Joker is smart and very detail driven. He keeps up with your mensural cycle because he needs to know when his Light will be out of commission. He needs to know when to stay out of your way and when to keep your favorite snacks stocked in the penthouse. Since you won't let him near you, he'll keep you satisfied with acts of service. A happy Bunny, is a happy Joker.

So..... he's a lit-tle confused when your expected start date rolls around and you're still well, normal. You haven't snapped at him once or asked for some ridiculous food pairing that should not go together. You're still the bunny that he fell ten times over for. And when nothing happens for three days in a row.. Joker silently panics.

Its day five without any bleeding and Joker is a nervous wreck. You noticed a slight change in his behavior recently but with your upset stomach, you haven't given him any more attention.

You've been nauseous since the beginning of the week and no ginger ale, saltine crackers, or other home remedies that Sarai texted you to try have worked. If you don't feel any better in the morning, you're going to the ER and she better be on-call.

You were at your wits end trying to treat this weird stomach bug when she sends another message that makes your heart drop to the floor.

When's ur last period ever think bout that?

You drop your phone and spiral down a rabbit hole.

When was your last period? Shouldn’t you be due for one soon?

You snap out of your thoughts and open your period tracker and groan aloud when you notice you're five days late.

"Oh no. Oh nope nope nopeity nope." You look around the room like it miraculously held the answers to your dilemna. You've never been late a day in your life and right on time, your imaginary angel appeared on your shoulder.

"You and J do go at like rabbits..." She grimaced.

On your other shoulder your brash devil appeared. She was in rare form with a wide grin, stretching from ear to ear.

"And we be taking them loads straight to the womb! I bet you’re regretting not wrapping that sausage every time huh you cum whore? Haha! Pregnant with a psychopath's baby! That's wild! Couldn’t be me tho!”

She doubled over laughing and your angel shot her a glare. "It isn’t funny. This affects you too! Y/n, ignore her. CVS is on the corner babe. Aisle nine, lets go."

You nodded to yourself and grabbed your phone and keys, headed to the door but Joker came out of nowhere and blocked your way.

He took in your frazzled appearance. Your hands were shaking and you failed to care that you were only wearing yoga pants and one of his hoodies.

"Where ya going, pretty girl?"

His hands touched yours and discreetly took your keys from you. And you're so out of it, you hardly noticed.

"I uh, there's um.."

"Use your words, Y/n." Joker urged you.

You breathed in and out before meeting his curious eyes.

He's ever your rock; calm and ready to tackle any situation you throw at him. Would he handle this one if you told him the truth?

This would ruin all of his plans. You were supposed to be a temporary stop in his jorney called life. You would be a liability if you came out and said, 'oh hey Joker! I'm late!'

"LaTe for what?"

You blinked rapidly. Did you say that aloud?!! Joker arched an eyebrow and waited for you to answer him. Your mouth flopped like a fish.

Thank the heavens that Joker is so patient with you. He rolled his eyes and guided you into the powder room off of the foyer.

From there, he picked you up and sat you down on the counter. He stood between your legs, gently rubbing your legs.

"Talk to me, bunny. What's stuck in that uhh.. pretty lit-tle head of yours, hmm? You can tell meeeeeee."

You burst into tears and Joker froze like a statue. Those tears of yours were his kryptonite.

"I'm late! I haven't had my period yet!"

Joker clicked his tongue and set to work wiping your tears away. He was a little rough while doing it but the motion helped calm you down. Joker was still rusty with being affectionate and you smiled at his sweet gesture.

"I know."

You glanced up at him, "Whah?"

Joker repeated himself and leaned forward on his palms near your hips. "You're uhh, five, days late, doll. I need ya to do me a favor. Can ya do that?" He waited until you stopped sniffing.

Your nod was his clue to continue.

He pushed three bottles of water next to you. You stared down at them and the ominous brown paper bag on the counter. You just now noticed it.

"I need you to drink these and then... take these."

Joker knew you would freak out when he dumped the bag over to reveal the pregnancy tests he made Mac buy this morning. Joker was tired of waiting. If this was happening, he'd be the first to know before getting Sarai involved with a final medical confirmation.

You started hyperventailing until Joker grabbed your face with his hands. "Bunny... bunny... hey. Look at me. There she is. Breathe. Drink n' we'll take them to-get-ther."

"Y-You promise?" You hiccuped.

He hated seeing the fear clouding your coloured eyes. You clung to his wrist, looking up at him as if he had all the answers.

It was obvious that your were overwhelmed and scared. Joker would have to push aside his own jitters and be the stronger person here. He exhaled with a marred smile.

"I prooomise Sweetheart. Now! Drink up for me."

Joker offered you the first water bottle and you took it with the hopes this would all be false alarm.

You were pacing in the foyer with Joker seated nearby. Even with every sharp turn you made, his eyes never strayed from you.

You were a ball of nerves and he hated that you were biting your poor nails to the quick.

He was about to tell you to stop when the timer in the bathroom went off. You stared at the doorway as if it were radioactive. One of your favorite songs continued to play as the timer yet you resumed your pacing.

Joker called out your name to no reply. You were looping back around to past by him and he grabbed your arm. "Light, its time to check."

You shook your head. "I-I-I can't... you're gonna hate me and... and leave.. I just!" You yelped when Joker jerked you into his arms. He sighed into your untamed curls and squeezed you close.

He was too calm during all of this. How was he so calm?!

It was really bothering you until your head rested on his chest and you got to feel his heart beating erratically. Joker was nervous too but he didn't show it and that made you tear up even more.

He was bottling his emotions to be a shoulder for you to lean on.

It made no sense just how caring Joker was to you. He was a changed man indeed.

Joker tipped your head up with his finger. "You want me to check for ya?" He chuckled at your furious nod. Of course you did, why did he even ask? "M'aright, lemme go, doll. Them nails are killin' me."

You mumbled out an apology and let J go. He walked into the bathroom and closed the door. He sighed and glanced at the four pregnancy test lined up on the counter. Leave it to his doll to be neat even while under duress.

He didn't want to do this but you didn't have the courage to. So Joker was left to face one of his worst fears all alone.

There wasn't a proper procedure to these things so he just snagged the first one he could get ahold of and eyed the screen.

A bucket of ice was dumped over his head.

Positive.

Two blue lines held so much power. His ears were ringing and he barely heard your frantic knocking on the door.

"Um Joker? Y-You're too quiet. I-I’m coming in." You opened the door and took one look at a frozen Joker holding a pregnancy test and feared the worst.

Judging by his schooled features, you already knew the results but you had to see for yourself. You picked up the other three tests on the counter but did a double take.

"What? They’re negative. Oh my God. They’re negative! J, I'm not--" You turned to show Joker but he had already shook himself out of his daze and snatched the tests from your hands.

Joker's warped mind was playing tricks on him. It had to be. Because these tests were negative. He conferred with the one in his hand but it remained that life altering, positive.

Joker was conflicted and his green eyes darted up at you. Your smile faded seeing his intense emeralds, "J, what's wrong?"

"Thisssss one is positive. I'm calling the doc." He threw them all into the wastebin and was about to leave when you stepped in his path.

"Joker, wait! Three out of four, I think its safe to agree with the majority here." You were feeling back to normal now your pregnacy scare was past you but Joker was still fighting his delusions.

"I wanna be sure, Light. I'm not trusting a uhh drugstore test with somethin' like this." He rested his forehead against yours and you could feel his hands shaking as they cupped your face.

This was really getting to him. You peered through your lashes at J. He wouldn't let this go until he knew for sure from a professional. You covered his hands with your own. It was your turn to be strong and be there for Joker.

You kissed him softy and he chased after you when you broke away. "Okay, J, you can call Sarai."

He sighed and tugged you closer for the time being. You didn't know who needed this hug the most; you or Joker.

Your eyes naturally fell to the wastebin where the tests lay, mocking you and J.

There was a palpable change in the air. This interaction changed the future for you and J. In the heat of the moment neither of you considered protection. It was scary to think this could have ended very differently. You were sighing in relief but Joker was at odds with the outcome. Even with his fears put to rest, a small part of him wanted all four tests to be positive.

Simply because it would be a journey to experience with you.

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comfort-person · 1 year

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One night stand… gone wrong| pt 1

Synopsis: it was only meant to be a one time thing, sex. Nothing more nothing less. A fuck for the fun of it… to relieve stress… have fun. Meet as strangers leave as strangers… But y/n soon learns the fact that this one time thing most definitely isn’t a one time… as she’s pregnant with his child.

I hope this is okay! I’d happily make a part two if anyone would like a part two!(:

TW’s: mention of pregnancy, panic attack, strangers to lovers, talking the pregnancy out- abortions ect ect. If any of these make you uncomfortable please read read at your own discretion!

It was meant to be a one time thing… just for the fun of it. For the thrill of it. He was handsome you couldn’t deny that and you also couldn’t deny the fact that you both instantly had chemistry. His wandering hands were enough to drive you insane so how could you say no when he welcomed you back to his place? You enjoyed it thoroughly. He was boyfriend material to say the least, you didn’t want to take things further as he made it clear that it was only a one time thing but the way his eyes looked at you on that very night was enough to make you blush, to render you speechless to make you fall straight to your knees… he was eye Candy. Literally. His voice- everything about him was simply perfection and you never wanted that night to end but of course all good things have to come to an end don’t they? And so after that you moved on with your life and so did he, you lived your life and rarely thought of him…

You rarely thought of him. Now you thought of him constantly. Your eyes were glazed over with fear. Fear you couldn’t explain as you stared down at the five positive pregnancy tests, your jaw was on the floor breathing heavy as you quite literally panicked yourself to oblivion. Your hands shakily ran through your hair “fuck! I- fuck!” You stood up off of the toilet as you shook your head, how could this of happened? You were careful! Or well… clearly not careful enough. You bit down onto your bottom lip as you shook your head. You didn’t know what to do. Should you call Harry? You had exchanged numbers with him for the fun of it but maybe there was a reason… a reason you weren’t ready to confront yet. You quickly grabbed your phone typing in Harry’s contact as you immediately pressed call tears slowly trailing down your cheeks. Maybe it was pathetic to cry over but how the hell would this work out? How?! Especially since he clearly isn’t ready to be a father and he barely knows you and you most definitely aren’t ready to be a mother either. “Hello” his voice was chirpy slight conversation in the background as your breath shook, you couldn’t get a word out… “y/n? Hello?” He questioned after a few moments of silence “I-I… Harry… can… I… you…” you couldn’t string a sentence together “are you okay? What happened? Are you drunk?” He questions only blocked your thinking process more “are you alone Harry? Please go somewhere alone or come here… please.” You practically begged “yes I am alone…. I uh… I don’t have your address.” He murmured with a nervous chuckle and your heart dropped in embarrassment “I… I’ll send you my address just come over here asap. Please.”

After sending him the address you were quick to rush into your bedroom getting changed into something comfy, trying to bring comfort to yourself trying to clean things up trying to simply make yourself less stressed and after a while you simply chose to pace back and forth, the sudden sound of knocking at the door grabbing your attention as you rushed to the front door yanking it open, Harry standing there looking good as ever “come in come in.” You said worriedly and he did just that his eyes full of worry as he looked at you “are you okay?” You stared at him wanting to say something sarcastic but you chose not to “I don’t know Harry… I…” you walked into the front room as he followed, you sat down pulling your knees to your chest as you stared down anxiously “I know we don’t know each other well… but you can tell me anything.” He reminded you calmly he didn’t even know what you were going to say nor did he have an idea. You knew it was better to rip the bandaid off right away instead of delaying an inevitable conversation “I’m pregnant” you rushed out eyes full of fear… silence gods you hated this. You stared down at your hands as you breathed heavily. Harry stared at you no emotion on his face as if he was trying to figure you out trying to figure out whether this was some sort of joke… he had of course had pregnancy scares in the past with exes and such but never with a one night stand… not that he wanted to label you as such…

“I…-what?”

You looked at him again watching his face for any sign of hatred but instead he just looked… calm. Slightly freaked out but mainly calm. “I’m pregnant.” You repeated and he blinked his eyes “shit” he rubbed his hand over his face as he sighed shaking his head “are you angry at me?” You asked anxiously and he looked to you brows slightly furrowed “no of course not. I’m just trying to understand…” he murmured calmly. You let out a little sigh “so you haven’t had sex with anyone else?” He asked and you shook your head “no… you were the last guy I’ve had intercourse with.” You said and he remained silent before he nodded “right” he rubbed his palms together anxiously. “You going to keep it or?” He questioned unsure on how to truly word it but it was a difficult topic to discuss “before you even say anything just know um… it’s your body- your choice, of course and… either way I’m going to be here to support you.” He said softly but sincerely. He knew how many asshole men who get women pregnant would just leave them to be single mothers but he wouldn’t do that not to you. Not to anyone. Knowing he wouldn’t leave you was a relief to you much of a relief. “I… I’m not quite sure.” You soon said and he looked at you before nodding his head “that’s understandable.” He spoke calmly but he slowly moved to where you sat sitting down just beside you as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders pulling you close and you leaned into him needing comfort anyways as you closed your eyes resting your head on his shoulder a shaky breath leaving your lips “either way I’m gonna be here.” He murmured his hand gently rubbing against your shoulder in a comforting manner and you sniffled closing your eyes as he simply kept an arm around you holding you and you happily obliged to the comfort taking it all in as you needed it desperately.

I’m scared.” Your voice was meek and tired and he nodded, listening to you as he held you “I don’t want to bring this label as a father onto you and force it onto you so suddenly.” You said and he looked into your eyes “worry about yourself y/n, you don’t have to worry about me.” He assured calmly and you nodded as you looked down letting out a soft shaky breath “if you want to abort it I’ll support you, if you want to think on it and decide later I’m gonna support you and if you want to keep it I’m going to support you.” He said slowly but calmly his voice soothing you and you smiled weakly as you nodded your head “okay… thank you.” You murmured softly. You weren’t quite sure what the hell you were gonna do. Your parents would be disgusted wouldn’t they? You exhaled as he held onto your hands rubbing his thumbs against your knuckles gently “I think I want to keep it.” You said softly and he looked at you nodding his head slowly “okay… if you want to… just sleep on it yeah? It’s pretty late.” He said softly not wanting you to choose straight away simply because of how you felt “so you’d rather me get rid of it?” You asked anxiously and he brows furrowed “woah. No no of course not. As I said I’m gonna support you either outcome.” He said but you frowned worried he was thinking otherwise “but what do you want?” You asked and a soft chuckle left his lips his palm gently holding onto your hand “that doesn’t matter does it…” he spoke softly “of course it does.” You said and he smiled “it really doesn’t y/n, I’m not the one who’s gonna be carrying another human being inside of me. So realistically, no, it doesn’t matter and my choice doesn’t matter because it’s your body.”

He was supportive which you were grateful for but you were still terrified. “I suppose you’re right.” You said softly “whatever you choose will be the right option… there’s no wrong option y/n, your choice okay? Not my choice, not any other persons choice… your choice. And I might sound like a broken record player but your body your choice. Understood?” He spoke and you nodded your head slightly a small smile on your lips, you knew it would be better to sleep on it and decide later. “Will you stay around?” You asked and he paused for a moment before nodding his head “sure”

You spent the rest of the day talking to him, coming up with plans- ideas, simply trying to figure it out with him and now you were laying in bed his arms wrapped around you, you didn’t think it was romantic… simply in a comforting way. But either way you didn’t mind. He was bringing comfort to you either way. The tv played quietly in the background your eyes fluttering shut tiredly his breathing soft and quiet in your ears almost acting as a lullaby to send you into a peaceful sleep after all the panic and stress you had felt. “You can go to sleep” he comforted gently “I’m not going anywhere… ‘m here to stay.” He murmured softly his own voice laced with tiredness and slight sleepiness his head lightly resting on your shoulder his eyes fluttered shut as you relaxed back into him “mm…” you hummed out happily just glad he was there to stay. As the more you relaxed the more you started thinking “think I wanna keep it” you murmured and he let out a tired hum “alright… keep on thinking until you know what you want to do okay” he murmured quietly and you nodded your head relaxing back into him as you closed your eyes sleepily “if you do choose to keep it… just know you’re gonna be a great mum.” He whispered into your ear and just like the first time you had met him butterflies gently cascaded around your stomach a little smile remaining on your lips as you slowly dozed off to sleep… maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all?

#imagines harry styles #harry styles #harry styles x pregnant!reader #harry styles comfort #Harry styles!dad #dad harry styles #daddy harry #daddy harry styles #comfort #pt 1 #pregnancy #pregnancy scare #comfort imagine #harry styles x you #Harry styles x reader #x reader

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thepro-lifemovement · 1 year

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#abortion #pregnancy scare #prolife #pro life #pro-life #anti abortion #studies #scientific studies #twitter #secular prolife

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cevansbrat0007 · 1 day

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Hi! I saw you mention there’s was a pregnancy scare for Ari and reader, would you be able to tell me the title of it? Thank you!

Hello! Unfortunately, I haven't written that particular fic just yet. The current working title is "Curveball", but there are also several others I'm toying around with as well.

Can't wait to share it with everyone soon! 💃

#cevansbrat0007 asks #chris evans imagines #chris evans x black!reader #chris evans x woc!reader #chris evans x reader #chris evans fanfiction #ari levinson imagines #ari levinson x black!reader #ari levinson x woc!reader #ari levinson x reader #ari levinson fanfiction #pregnancy scare #cevansbrat0007 sweet renegade series

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hellcheerficdatabase · 8 months

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pink

Author: @chrissy-n-eddie

Rating/Warning: Mature, referenced ED, ab*se

Chapter Count: 1/? (part 1 of '86, baby series)

Description:

As she looks, he takes a drag from his cigarette. And he’s got this expression on his face. Like– like he’s seeing her. His brows furrowed and his mouth set. Just looking, and looking–

Chrissy and Eddie meet at a party in November, 1985.

Tags: Alternate universe- no vecna, emotional infidelity, pregnancy scare, friends to lovers prequel, Chrissy needs a fucking hug, Eddie is a sweetie, Lucas is a sweetie, Eddie is def down bad, angst, fluffish, Chrissy POV, multiple chapters, part of a series, status: WIP

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ittorule34 · 6 months

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im a bit terrified

Which part is scaring you?

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deeg9 · 1 year

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CH.2: There's something that tells me (that life has changed)

Thank you everyone for the feedback on Chapter One! Chapter Two is up - I may add an epilogue set in the future in the next few days. Comments and engagement on AO3 is always appreciated - Enjoy!

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: F/M Fandom: The Rookie (TV 2018) Relationship: Tim Bradford/Lucy Chen, Nyla Harper/James Murray, Wesley Evers/Angela LopezCharacter:Tim Bradford, Lucy Chen (The Rookie), Nyla Harper, James Murray (The Rookie), Wesley Evers, Angela Lopez, Wade Grey, Celina JuarezAdditional Tags:Chenford Canon, anon request, Post 5x10 by 3 Months, Pregnancy Scare, see notes for TW, Drama & Comedy & Heartfelt Goodness, Secret Relationship, Medical Inaccuracies Language: English Published: 2023-01-07 Updated: 2023-01-08 Chapters: 2 Words: 6025

[If you missed Ch 1, it's posted on Tumblr and AO3]

LUCY

“I’ll go pick up another pack of tests,” Lucy offered as they stared down at the one test in question, but nobody tore their gaze away from the faint pink line on the test.

“No, I’ll call my doctor,” Angela said, breaking the spell. “I know she’ll fit us in for a blood test. If we get this over by the lunch hour, then we might even have results by tonight.”

Lucy continued to stare at the test while she absentmindedly followed Angela’s phone call.

When she woke up that morning, it had been just another day. She and Tim took Kojo for an early run in which halfway through, Kojo plunged belly first into a muddy puddle and rolled around. While Tim hosed him off in the backyard, Lucy made breakfast: Salmon for Kojo and an omelet for the two of them.

She loved the pace they’d been taking their relationship. They had found their rhythm. Nothing felt forced and they organically began to spend more and more time together.

Part of that meant spending time with Tim’s sister and her kids. Both Tim and Lucy had gotten involved in the boy’s baseball team earlier in the year and it had been more fun than she could have imagined. These days, Genny and Lucy didn’t need an excuse to hang out.

Tim pretended to be annoyed by the two of them colluding, especially when Genny told embarrassing stories from Tim’s past in painstakingly clear detail, but she knew he secretly loved the friendship they were developing.

And on the flip side … Tim now (unwillingly) knew everything about Sabrina Carpenter after spending many nights and mornings at their apartment listening to Tamara prattle on about her favorite female artist. Tim would tease Tamara and ask if there was a friend she could call to discuss the latest Sabrina celebrity news with instead, to which she’d reply that she preferred the challenge of converting Tim to her way of thinking much more. Tamara even set a New Year’s Resolution of dragging Lucy and Tim to a Sabrina Carpenter concert, not having the slightest clue that they’d already purchased a set of VIP passes to an upcoming show for Tamara’s birthday.

It all felt natural. It felt right.

Would this fracture that feeling?

“Thank you so much, Dr. Stone,” Angela gushed into the phone. “Yes, we will head over right now. See you soon.”

“Do you want to ride with us?” Nyla asked.

“Yeah,” Lucy swallowed. “Let me just tell Tim I’m taking an early lunch and then I’ll meet you in the parking lot.”

“Okay,” Angela nodded. “Be quick.”

Lucy should have anticipated that Tim would be waiting in the hall outside of the locker room. It wasn’t lost on him that Nyla and Angela rushed out from behind her and she was sure he noticed their flustered expressions.

He waited until the other two women were out of earshot before bringing it up.

“So?” Tim asked, drawing out the end of the word into a question.

“The result was … inconclusive,” Lucy said. “I’m going to take an early lunch and pop over to the doctor’s office for a blood test. Can you manage for an hour without me?”

“Of course,” Tim said. He looked around the room. “How is it inconclusive? Isn’t it just like an aim and pee thing with a yes or no answer?”

“Yes, usually,” Lucy whispered, “but something went wrong.”

“What went wrong?” Tim asked, confusion sewn into his expression.

“I can’t go into the details right now,” Lucy said, blushing. It wasn’t like she could tell him what happened without revealing that Angela and Nyla were in the same boat and she wanted to respect their privacy. “Just trust me on this. If I don’t get the results by tonight, we can try taking another test at home after shift.”

“Okay,” Tim conceded. “Let me just get Grey to cover for me and I can come with you.”

“No, he’ll be too suspicious,” Lucy pointed out and Tim’s face dropped. “But I think after today we should make a plan to tell Grey and to tell our friends. It’s time.”

“Alright, if you’re sure?” Tim prodded, his eyes full of concern. He could always tell when she was putting on a front.

“Yeah,” Lucy said with a soft smile. “I’ll see you in a bit.”

She stopped herself from reaching out to him. She really wanted to hug him, but she couldn’t. Not here, not when they were at work and near so many prying eyes. Not when she knew she’d break as soon as his arms slipped around her.

She knew the honeymoon phase of their relationship wouldn’t last forever but to have it potentially shift so abruptly because of this new, incredibly big thing was too much for her to absorb.

She loved Tim and his reaction in the shop earlier had made her love him even more. She wanted to start a family with him eventually but she’d give almost anything to be able to do it their way and on their timeline.

Angela spotted her as she walked through the parking lot and waved her over to the unmarked vehicle. Lucy took a steadying breath and tried to push away the sinking feeling in her gut.

Angela

As they were wrapping up at the doctor’s office, Angela got a call about a homicide scene that they were needed on. After they arrived, Lucy immediately jumped into the action to help Officer Jan set the perimeter and begin canvassing for witnesses while Nyla began to interview the person who’d called in the DB to 9-1-1.

Tim gave Angela the official readout of the scene and she diligently took notes, but she couldn’t help checking her watch every few minutes. The doctor promised to put a rush on the bloodwork and said she’d call each of them with the results as soon as possible.

Angela wanted to know those results so badly. She needed to know.

“Are you okay?” Tim asked after repeating the answer to a question she already asked. “You seem off.”

She sighed despondently.

“You can’t say anything to Wes until I know for sure,” she warned and he nodded apprehensively. “I might be pregnant again.”

Tim blinked.

”For fuck’s sake, is there something in the water? ” He muttered it quietly under his breath and if she didn’t have freakishly good hearing, she would have missed it entirely.

“What?” Angela whispered irritably. “Oh my god, did Lucy tell you?”

“What? No,” Tim stammered. “Unless … What did she tell you?”

“Timothy,” Angela warned, “what did Lucy say?”

“She told me she’s late,” Tim whispered defensively. “That’s it. I had no idea you were going through the same thing.”

“Oh.” Angela shook her head, surprised that Lucy would share something so sensitive with Tim. “Forget about that. We’ll circle back to me in a second.

She knew they were close, but Lucy had to know on some level that Tim had feelings for her.

“I’m just so sorry, Tim,” Angela said with a sigh and gave his arm a light squeeze. “I didn’t even know Lucy was seeing someone.”

Tim’s jaw hung open temporarily as she watched him find his words again. Poor guy. He must be reeling.

“I’m fine,” Tim said slowly. “Really, I am. You don’t need to worry about me. Are you ok with this? You were just telling me you were pretty sure Jackson was going to be an only child.”

“No, I’m not ok,” Angela admitted. “And I feel like a terrible person saying that out loud.”

Tim slung his arm over her shoulder.

“How can I help?”

“Just moral support,” Angela said. “And let me vent and complain if this test is positive about how hard my life is, even when it might seem unreasonable.”

“Of course,” Tim said. He gave her shoulder a quick squeeze and then let her go. “What are friends for?”

“And Tim?” Angela turned so she was facing him. “I am sorry about Lucy. I really thought you two were heading in the same direction.”

She watched Tim’s expression change. She expected him to look sad, maybe a little lost, but instead she found a mixture of guilt and … something else on his face.

What was going on?

“Fuck,” he muttered under his breath. “I really should talk to Lucy before I tell you anything.”

“Tell me what?” Angela’s pulse kicked up a beat.

Tim glanced at Lucy in the distance and she saw it in his eyes. This wasn’t a man yearning, this man was adoring someone he already had.

Oh my god, how had she missed the signs?

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you,” Tim rushed to say as Angela’s eyes widened. “Lucy and I really just wanted to keep something for ourselves for a while and then I blinked and three months had gone by. Honestly, there were a number of times I was sure you’d already figured it out–”

“Oh my god,” Angela grabbed his arm and pulled him down to her level. He almost tripped over his own foot. “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”

“If Lucy’s pregnant,” Tim whispered with a smile on his face, “that’s my kid.”

Angela felt the shout of glee build in her chest before she could contain it.

“Shhhh,” Tim looked around nervously. She could see several officers looking over at them from the corner of her eye. “You have to keep it a secret. We’re still figuring out the work side of things.”

“I am going to hug the shit out of both of you later,” Angela said with the biggest smile on her face. Then she punched Tim in the arm. Hard.

“Ow,” Tim said, rubbing the spot.

“I have been feeling sorry for you ALL day. You could have told me,” Angela scolded.

“I know,” Tim assured her. “And I trust you. We just wanted to make sure this thing was real first.”

“Is it?” She asked, even though she already knew the answer.

“Yeah,” Tim said with a deliriously happy smile. “As real as it gets.”

Angela was gearing up to tell Tim how happy she was for him when Nyla walked up and narrowed her eyes at the two of them.

“There is literally a dead body twenty feet from you,” she scolded. “Could you stop smiling so much? The other cops are starting to think you’re both sociopaths.”

“Tim was just cheering me up,” Angela explained. “What do we have?”

Angela worked to switch her brain back into work mode, but only managed to quell her excitement down to a half smile on her face as she walked the crime scene with Nyla.

Her best friend was finally happy and she knew it was the forever-kind-of-happy. She had a second-hand happy high that she just couldn’t shake.

NYLA

Nyla reached for her phone after the ding indicated she had a text message. They were getting close to wrapping up their day and had a few more solid leads to run down but it was nothing that couldn’t wait until morning.

From: Lucy | To: Angela & Nyla

Just got the call. Mine was negative! Phew! Good luck <;3

Angela sighed audibly from across the desk. She saw her shoot off a reply and then did the same. Nyla’s pulse kicked up as she realized her chances were now fifty-fifty.

When Angela’s phone rang next, their eyes met and Angela nodded before stepping away to answer. Around the same time, Tim and Lucy went into Grey’s office. It wasn’t something she would typically notice, but their body language was … strange.

Grey hung his head in his hands for a moment before looking up at both of them with a huge smile on his face. He rounded his desk and hugged them both. Lucy hugged him back enthusiastically but Bradford looked stiff and awkward.

Nyla smirked.

It looked like ‘Chenford’ (as Smitty called them) was finally coming clean.

“Nolan,” Grey opened his office door and called out. “Could you join us?”

Nyla leaned back in her chair to enjoy the show. Moments later, Nolan’s jaw dropped in complete disbelief and Nyla chuckled in her seat. She wasn’t surprised that Nolan hadn’t suspected a thing. She’d noticed Lucy and Nolan slowly drift apart after Jackson’s death. Whether that was due to their respective lives getting busier, or a subconscious decision to distance themselves from painful memories, she wasn’t sure.

Regardless, Nolan seemed genuinely happy for them.

“Nyla,” Angela said from behind her. She spun around in her chair.

“What’s the word?” Nyla asked, trying to hide the hope in her voice.

“My test was negative,” Angela said slowly. “Which means–”

Nyla’s heart pounded in her ears as her phone rang. She answered it right away.

“I’m calling for Nyla Harper.” Nyla recognized Dr. Stone’s voice from earlier.

“Hi, Dr. Stone,” Nyla said. “Thank you for rushing the test results. Lay it on me.”

“They were negative for pregnancy,” Dr. Stone cut to the chase. “But I did see something interesting in your bloodwork that makes me think you could have gotten the false positive on the take home test.”

“I didn’t know that was possible,” Nyla responded, letting the news wash over her. So she wouldn’t be a mom again. At least, not yet.

“It’s very rare, but sometimes a UTI can trigger a false positive. You do have minimal hCG levels present for detection but if you were pregnant, those levels would continue to climb throughout your first trimester and then level off,” Dr. Stone explained. “For at home test to be positive, the levels would have had to be much higher earlier today since those tests are far less sensitive than blood tests.”

“Okay,” Nyla said. “What does that mean for me?”

“I see an elevated white blood cell count in your CBC panel, which indicates an infection is probably present,” Dr. Stone said. “If you can come back in tomorrow or later this week, I can run a urinalysis to confirm it. Then we can send you home with antibiotics to treat it.”

“Other than that, I’m fine?” Nyla asked.

“Yes, as far as I can tell, you’re very healthy,” Dr. Stone confirmed.

Nyla stayed on the phone long enough to schedule an appointment and then hung up. She jerked in her seat when she realized Angela was standing right behind her.

“Jesus, wear a bell,” Nyla chided.

“So you’re–”

“Not pregnant,” Nyla finished the sentence. “Doc says I might have triggered a false positive. I probably have a UTI and I’m going back tomorrow to confirm.”

“So none of us are pregnant?” Angela asked.

“Not a one,” Nyla confirmed.

“Then maybe we should all go grab celebratory drinks?” Angela suggested.

“Rain check,” Nyla smiled politely, wishing she could match Angela’s level of relief. “I am wiped.”

“Okay,” Angela said and gathered her things. “Have a good night. I’ll see you in the morning.”

“See ya.”

Nyla sighed and let the disappointment sit with her for a minute. It’s not the right time , she told herself, and she could be okay with that.

There was a silver lining to all of this. Now she knew how she really felt about adding to her family. She made her way home to James to see if he felt the same way.

LUCY

Lucy walked across the parking lot with Tim by her side, grinning from ear to ear about finally having their relationship out and in the open.

“How are you feeling?” Tim nudged her softly with his elbow.

“About telling Grey?” Lucy asked.

“That too,” Tim nodded, “but more so about the negative pregnancy test.”

“Honestly?” Lucy bit her lip nervously. “I’m relieved. You?”

“Me too,” Tim said with a sigh.

“Really?” Lucy prodded. “I know you’re ready to start a family but–”

“Eventually,” Tim corrected her. “But right now? I’m so happy with exactly where we are.”

“Me too.” Lucy smiled up at him and grabbed his hand.

“Wow,” Tim brought her hand to his lips and pressed a quick kiss to her knuckles. “I can’t believe we can actually do this now.”

“It’s almost like we’re a normal couple,” Lucy agreed with a laugh and swung his arm playfully as they walked.

Once they at his truck, Tim twisted her in his arms.

“What are you doing?” Her voice was husky as his face neared her own.

“What normal couples do.” He slid his hand behind her neck and brushed his fingers into her hair before closing the distance between their lips. His kiss felt like a vow, holding the promise of all the amazing milestones yet to come.

“I could get used to this,” Lucy mumbled against his lips.

“You better because I’m planning to keep doing it.”

“Fine by me,” Lucy said with a smirk. “Because I’m planning on keeping you forever.”

“Forever, huh?” Tim smiled teasingly and leaned back a hair. “I’m going to need to check my schedule first.”

“Oh, do I need to call your gofer so he can pencil me into your calendar?” Lucy said with a snort.

“That would be great,” Tim tossed back but she could see the corner of his lip creeping up.

“Don’t make me hurt you,” she warned lightheartedly, swatting his chest.

He captured her wrist swiftly and pulled her in close until her arm was wrapped around his neck. She rested her other palm on his chest, inhaling sharply in anticipation.

“You know what I think?” He teased, the grumble of his voice vibrating against her wrist.

“Hmm?” Lucy hummed, her gaze dropping from his eyes to his lips.

“Forever is a really good place to start.”

When his lips crashed down on hers this time, she felt giddy butterflies take flight in her belly. Their future played like a movie on the back of her eyelids but she blinked them away. The future could wait. She was focused on the here and now with the most important person in her life.

#chenford #chenford fic #the rookie #the rookie 5x10 plus three months #pregnancy scare #anon request part 2 #by deeg9

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