Diana flicked her wrist, scattering droplets of water around her. The water didn't, however, affect the piece of plastic in her hand, didn't change what she saw on that tiny screen. She took a deep breath, bringing her free hand to cover her stomach. It was still flat, betraying no signs of the small life it carried.
Of course¸ she figured, I guess I won't be able to cheat this one.
The first time she had discovered this, it wasn't using a mundane method as this, the little white bar with that blue plus sign, seeming to grow before her eyes. Her mind immediately went back to her other…pregnancy, if it can even be called one. Four months of dry heaving, feeling the power that was concealed inside her continue to grow, that could scarcely be called a traditional pregnancy. But here she was, lucky her, getting a chance to do it all over again.
Diana would've laughed at the sheer irony of the situation. She almost did, if not for the knock that came from the bathroom door. She looked up , momentarily disoriented. The moment that screen had flashed blue, her world simultaneously shrunk to the size of that cross. It's funny, how something so small can mean something so big.
She assured Astrid that yes, she was alright, and that she would be out in a minute. The reality of the situation was beginning to sink in. She was having Caine's child. Caine, who had wanted nothing to do with their last "child." Caine, who was the sole reason she nearly starved, the reason she was forced to eat human flesh to stay alive. Caine, who abandoned their life on the island, abandoned her, for a chance at glory. Who sacrificed his own life to defeat Gaia. Caine, who ultimately saved them all.
She leaned against the wall, smiling sadly at her memories from Coates Academy. At what point did she begin thinking of that time as "the good old times"? When had she decided that she would do nearly anything to get those days back?
To get Caine back, more like.
Her hand clenched into a fist suddenly. What if…what if it's a boy? Gaia took more after Diana in looks, yes, but Diana wasn't sure how she'd handle raising a mini Caine replica.
Raising. There, it was decided. She was going to raise this child, make sure he or she turned out to be a better person than Caine and Diana, surely. After seeing Caine's reaction to finding out his own mother didn't want him, she was certain she did not want her child to go through the same trial.
No. She was going to raise this child right, and she'll be damned if she'll let anything, anyone, interfere with it.