Test
Emily is in the bathroom deep cleaning. She's had a lot of free time lately since moving back to London, she had yet to find a new job, it's not that she's not qualified and no one wants her, there is just no openings. She's just finished cleaning out the medicine cabinet and opens the cabinets under the sink she sees her untouched box of tampons and her heart begins to race. 'When's the last time I've used these.' She thinks to herself as she pulls the box out. "Shit!" She curses shoving the box under the sink, she's lost her motivation to clean. She grabs her phone from the sink and walks into the adjoining bedroom which she shares with her boyfriend of almost a year. She glances at the time, 5:30, he'd be getting off soon. She waits until closer to six and dials his number. He hasn't texted to say he has a case, so she's guessing he's still at the office.
"Hey, I was just about to…" He starts, but is quickly interrupted.
"I need you to stop and get a pregnancy test." She blurts out.
"What?" He asks shocked.
"I'm late." She states matter of factly.
"Okay," Derek tries to digest this information. "I was gonna pick up a pizza, do we need anything else?" He asks his brain still turning.
"No, that's it."
"Got it, I love you."
"I love you, too." She says before hanging up. Derek leaves right after he hangs up and goes to the closest drug store and picks up about four pregnancy tests before stopping at the local pizza shop and ordering their usual. He gets back to the house he shares with Emily and quickly makes his way inside.
"I'm home!" He announces kicking his shoes off. When she doesn't answer her drops the pizza in the kitchen and makes his way up to their bedroom. She's lying face down on the bed, her face buried in the pillows. "I got them." He says sitting on the edge of the bed placing the tests on the nightstand. She mubles something into the pillows which Derek is unable to make out. "What?" He asks.
She lifts her head up slightly. "I got my period." She announces before dropping back down. Derek places a hand on the small of her back he had to admit he was a little disappointed.
"And you didn't want to?" He asks and she shrugs her shoulders. He can feel her body begin to shake under his hands as she starts crying. "Em," Derek's heart hurts for her.
"I thought I was pregnant." She says turning her face away from him, but out of the pillows. "I wanted to be." She confesses. He leans down and kisses her shoulder.
"I wanted you to be too." He confesses.
"Really?" She asks turning on her back. He nods wiping at her tears.
"Yeah, I can't wait for the day we become parents. Our babies are going to be so damn cute." Even though he and Emily have only been seriously dating for about six months, they have been more than friends since JJ's wedding almost two years ago so to them talking about children this early in the relationship didn't seem weird.
"Babies?" She asks with a raised eyebrow. "How many are we talking here?"
"I've always wanted three or four."
"How about two, and a dog." Emily counters and Derek smiles.
"Perfect." He leans down and kisses her. "Let me know when Aunt Flow is gone and we can get busy making these babies."