Hello everyone! It's Night and this is my very first Hush, Hush fanfic. Please enjoy! (:

RATED T FOR SOME VIOLENCE, PREGNANCY, AND SUGGESTIVE THEMES.

I do not own the Hush, Hush series or any of its characters. Becca Fitzpatrick does, sadly. If I owned it, Scott would have lived. ;_;

Oh, and same with Skype.

"No, mom. For the last time, Patch and I aren't going to have a wedding."

It had only been a few months since Vee had gotten married to Gavin, and it seemed like all my mom cared about was myself having a wedding.

"Nora Cipriano, you are going to have a wedding!"

Arms found themselves around my waist, and a soft kiss was placed on the top of my head.

Your mom? Patch guessed. All I had to do was groan and he knew. Just hang up on her, Angel.

Patch, I can't, I sighed.

"Nora? Nora, don't ignore me! Please, I'll pay for everything and plan it! Just don't hang up!" My mom yelled frantically.

"Mom, I have to go. Patch is home from work, and I need to fix dinner! Love you, mom!"

A sigh, "Love you too, Nora."

The phone clicked off before Patch threw it across the room lightly.

"I've missed you, Angel," he whispered, lightly kissing my neck.

"Patch, you've only been gone a few hours," I smiled and turned to face him. Our lips met instantly, and desire ignited within me.

"Angel, be patient," Patch said as he picked me up bridal style. "Haha, nevermind. I actually like this side of you."

I laughed and snuggled into his chest before he gently laid me on our bed. Almost instantly, he tackled me and placed kisses all over my body.

"Ready?" He whispered, staring into my eyes.

"Why, of course," I replied, my smile plastered to my face.

"Nora!" Vee's laughter blasted from the computer's speakers. "I've missed you so much!"

I smiled warmly, wishing so bad I could hug her through the computer screen.

She went on, "I'm so glad this Skype thing works even with the distance between us! If only you lived over here!"

"Vee," I said, "you've changed so much." Warm tears sprang to my eyes.

"Says the girl who never ages," she smiled. "Nora, Nora. How are you and Patch? Your mom tried to get me to convince you guys to have a wedding, you know that, right?"

I sighed, "She seriously talked to you?"

"Left eight messages."

"Are you kidding me?!" I exclaimed, standing up and throwing my arms in the air.

"In my opinion, you guys should. I could come to Coldwater, and it would make your mom happy. Isn't that want you want?"

"Vee-"

"Just think about it. Anyway, I gotta go, sorry." The screen turned black.

Vee was right. I wanted the best for my mom, and the only way to possibly make her happy now was to have a wedding.

"Patch?" I called from the bedroom, and he came over from the kitchen.

"Yes?"

I took a deep breath, "I've been thinking and... Maybe we should have a wedding."

His face held no emotion before he smiled, pulling myself and the computer into his lap. "Angel, whatever you want, I'll do."

I grabbed a hold of his face and gave him a slow, tantalizing kiss.

He groaned, "Stop it."

I smiled and pressed my lips to his again, "Stop what?"

He pushed me off of his lap, "Nora."

I laughed, "Okay, I'll stop... for now."

"You can finish that tonight, Angel," he winked suggestively and left me alone in the room.

Wait, Patch! I called to him. Can you make a few of your famous tacos? I'm really craving them.

Anything for you, Angel.

I laughed and snuggled up in the blankets.

A feeling of fatigue washed over me suddenly, and I closed my eyes.

Angel... Patch's voice was soft in my head, and the smell of delicious tacos overwhelmed me.

"Oh my god," I said, reaching for the tacos after giving Patch a quick kiss. "These smell so good!"

"Slow down," he cautioned, sitting beside me and wrapping his arms around my waist as I ate hastily.

"Oh-" I moaned as a sharp pain came from my stomach.

Patch held me worriedly, "Angel?"

I stood up and gave him a forced smile, "Must just be my period!" He stood up and helped me to the bathroom while I clutched my stomach.

A few minutes later, I was still in the bathroom, doubled over in pain. Patch knocked on the door twice.

"Feeling any better?"

"I don't think it's my period. There isn't any blood. I think-" I moaned. "Call a doctor NOW!"

I heard shuffling outside the door, and I opened my eyes.

I must have passed out... I thought as the door opened and Patch and some man came rushing inside.

"Mrs. Cipriano, are you alright?" The man asked, placing his hands on my forehead, stomach, and neck.

"I feel a little better," I admitted.

"What did you feel like?" He questioned, looking at me intently,

I looked at Patch, and he eyed me cautiously.

"Um, I had really bad cramps and I felt sweaty and... ill?" I ended awkwardly.

Angel, you're pale. Are you okay?

I replied, I'm anemic, Patch. I'm always pale.

Angel, don't joke around. What if you're having a late reaction to all of the devilcraft?

Patch, I'm fine now. Don't worry about me.

He shot me a look but shut up.

"When was your last period?" The man spoke, causing me to take my eyes away from Patch.

I coughed, feeling awkward, "A few months ago, but I'm always a little irregular."

"I doubt that," the man said, staring me down.

"It's true," I said quietly, wishing Patch would back me up. But of course, he wouldn't, he didn't know anything about my period.

"Well, seems like it was just a little virus. Call me if anything acts up again." He exchanged a few whispered words with an oddly quiet Patch before he walked out.

Patch was quiet a few moments before forcing a smile on his face, "Your mom called. I told her about us agreeing to the wedding. She sounded pretty happy."

I shot him a confused look, "Isn't that a good thing?"

"Of course," he paused. "Except for one thing. She wants to come over tomorrow and start planning."

DUN DUN DUN~

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