sunday_reveries - Prompts for 7/12-7/18 [quote prompt #3]

[its_notluck]

3. Sometimes in love there's no simple fix. Sometimes you just have to hang on… and lead with your heart.  -  The Wonder Years

These are the things you don't plan for, not really or at least she sure as hell didn't.

She should be ashamed because she knew almost right away that something was wrong.  It lingered at the back of her mind even when Cain

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[fear_noevil]

Cain came home at the same time as he did every day...nothing new, nothing different.

He still had no idea how to tell her, and even less clue as to how she'd react.

He didn't want to form an opinion before he knew how she felt, but already he was imagining what she'd look like...she, because Cain wanted a girl. A little blonde girl with Claire's big eyes and stubborn attitude. He could just about see her using her mother's deadly little pout...

Then, of course, there was the thing about her abilities. And the possibility Claire might not want it. Fucking shit, they hadn't even talked about kids yet...

Unlocking the front door, Cain was still lost in visions of tiny fingers and toes, already fretting over prenatal care and bracing himself for the dreaded 'A' word just in case when he called out as he entered the house.

"Claire! Where you at, baby?!"

[its_notluck]

The sound of Cain's voice ringing throughout the house was enough to nearly send her tumbling off the edge of the tub. Quickly she shot to her feet, scattering to push the pregnancy tests off the counter into the garbage. Then she cursed, ducking down to snatch them quickly out of the garbage can because she needed them to show to Cain.

Oh god, could she show him?

Muttering, she remembered to call out. "I'm up here!" She yelled, then nearly kicked herself because now he was going to come running upstairs and she knew she couldn't lie to him.

Opening the top drawer, she dropped the pregnancy tests inside and quickly closed the drawer before rushing out into the bedroom. She really had no idea what to say to him! They hadn't really discussed kids yet and she wasn't even sure he wanted one.

Oh god, what was she going to do?

[fear_noevil]

Hearing her muffled call from upstairs, Cain shrugged out of his jacket, still wearing the scrubs from his last procedure that day. Trudging upstairs, Cain checked the bedroom and found Claire there on his first try, standing by the bed and looking...well, like a scared rabbit.

Raising an eyebrow, he moved further into the room. Could she...nah. Maybe? It wasn't impossible that maybe she already knew, but she wasn't that far along...

"Babe? You okay?" he asked slowly.

[its_notluck]

As soon as he walked into the bedroom, she looked at him with wide eyes and with a too bright smile sitting on her lips. Yes, she looked a bit skittish at the moment but that's because she had no idea what to expect from her new husband. Oh, she knew she had to tell him but how does one come out with that?

"What? Yes, I'm okay." Sure, her breasts were aching and she felt somewhat nervous which left her feeling dizzy but she was okay!

"You're home early." She looked over at the clock on the bed stand before she turned back to study him. "Everything okay?"

[fear_noevil]

Instead of answering, Cain moved closer with his hands on his hips, watching her intently. He'd seen her in a state similar to this one in the past, every time she had some kind of bad news to tell him she got that same too wide smile, that same nervous flush in her cheeks...

...he didn't marry an idiot. God, she'd probably checked that stupid fucking website he pointed her at and figured it out.

"You're pregnant." he announced after a moment, still watching as she reacted. After a beat, he sighed. "...and I'm willing to bet my salary you already knew that."

[its_notluck]

It seemed neither one of them had married an idiot.

As he placed his hands on her hips, she eyed him as there was something shifty about his attitude. He was doing the thing where he knew something and he wasn't sure how to tell her. Sure, it was usually when he was about to tell her that he had to go for a few days or something but she had a feeling it wasn't about that.

Sure enough.

As he announced she was pregnant, she blinked at him for a moment before reaching. "You knew?" She demanded, smacking his arm. "How did YOU know?"

[fear_noevil]

"Ow, fucking goddamnit...tested yer latest blood sample yesterday, results came back today." he admitted, feigning pain and rubbing his arm when she smacked him. "I sent it out for basic stuff like white cells and pro time, but when we had sex the other day...I dunno. I had a hunch, so I added a pregnancy test."

[its_notluck]

"You tested my blood sample at the hospital?" She almost flailed, even if she knew it was a stupid question to ask. Still, she always worried that someone was going to get their hands on her paper work and notice there was something a little off about her.

"You had a hunch yesterday?" She looked at him, almost incredulous. "You had a hunch I was pregnant and you didn't say anything to me?" Of course, she had had a hunch too but that wasn't the point.

[fear_noevil]

"The tech was a Watcher, and I had a hunch, I didn't fucking know!" he protested gruffly, his scowl more or less his usual sour look as he moved to sit on the edge of the bed. "Can we worry less about how I knew before you did and more about the squirt? I mean..."

He trailed off, suddenly assaulted by the heaviest weight of his own fears as he lifted his gaze to meet hers.

"Are we happy about this or what?"

[its_notluck]

When he mentioned the tech was a Watcher, she relaxed a little because that was better than having some random person do it. Honestly, it was a bit easier to focus on how he knew before she did.

Then suddenly he looked a little upset and nervous before asking her if they were happy.

Standing there, she played her fingers over each other, pushing at one long nail as she squirmed in a nervous manner. She thought about it; inside of her, their baby was starting to grow. A life. One that the two of them had created in their love for each other.

Giving a little smile, she nodded slowly as though unsure of what his response would be. "I am."

[fear_noevil]

The response was instant, decisive, and very clear.

Flopping back bonelessly on the bed, Cain heaved the deepest sigh of relief imaginable as his face broke into a rare, glowing smile.

"Thank fuckin' God..."

[its_notluck]

His reaction made her smile almost instantly as well.

She breathed a little sigh of relief before the noise became a giggle that bubbled out of her. Moving over to him, she quickly crawled over his lap and smiled down at him.

"Does this mean you're happy?"

[fear_noevil]

"Are you fuckin' fucking with me?!" he snorted, sitting back up to wrap his arms around her, looking up into her face with a grin that was rarely seen on his features. "I don't think there's a word for the kind of happy shit this pig is fucking rolling in right now. Stopped by church on the way home and lit a candle for Saint Joseph and everything...thought I might need the prayers, but fuck it."

He paused, reaching up to take her face between his hands as he pulled her in for a kiss.

"You, me, and tadpole makes three." he quipped, a high-pitched giggle leaving him as he pulled her in for a hug.

[its_notluck]

Claire lifted her brows at him, amused as he asked if she was fuckin' fucking with him. "Not at the moment? That's how we got in this." She gave him a cheeky smirk as she wrapped her arms around him as he sat up. She could see the joy on his face and it relieved her while warming her heart. Maybe she wasn't in trouble after all?

Leaning into the kiss, she closed her eyes before laughing softly as she pulled back.

"No, no way! You are not calling our potential daughter or son 'tadpole'. Nuh uh, he or she is not a frog." She giggled softly, her eyes dancing with amusement.

[fear_noevil]

"She." He insisted, kissing her chin before shaking a mock stern finger at her. "It's a she, goddamnit, I want a little girl that looks just fucking like you and that's the end of it. Yer right, though...right now, she's probably more like a grain of rice. Or a maggot."

[its_notluck]

Claire arched a brow at him, amused. "And what if I want a he, damnit. Maybe I want a little boy that looks just like you." She was mostly teasing him but she was serious as well. She wouldn't mind a little boy like him. Then she gasped, looking mildly disgusted as she slapped his arm. "Do NOT compare our baby to a maggot either!"