Guidelines for an Unplanned Pregnancy

Written by: Spitfire1017 & Threaded Needles


He's surprised that she's in a good mood. Not that she isn't always in one, but he's been gone about thirty-eight hours with Robin, Impulse, Superboy and Miss. Martian, so he figures she's going to be ignoring him and making him sleep in a different bedroom.

But no, she's amazing and in a wonderfully chipper mood and the windows are fogged over with the steam from cooking.

"Good morning," She said, standing on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek.

Normally he'd tell her that she looked pretty or give her a long hug but right now all he can think about is grabbing a quick snack and sleeping for the next twenty hours.

[Sleep deprivation detected. Suggestion: Go to bed.]

He groaned, trying to ignore the stupid scarab while peeking in the oven at what Cassie was burning this time.

"So, I have some good news," Cassie said, crossing her arms, following him around the kitchen.

"Can this wait? I'm exhausted." He grabbed a bag of pretzels and began crunching on them.

[Your mate has missed her passed three ovulation cycles. Why would she be excited about that?] Scarab asked. Jaime spat out a glop of half-chewed pretzels into the sink.

Cassie jumped over to him. "Jaime! Are you okay?"

"You're pregnant?!" Jamie stumbled to the floor, passing out.

"Well that could've gone better." Cassie said to herself.

A few minutes later, Jaime woke up in a nearby chair. Cassie continued with the conversation as if nothing had happened.

"How did you know? Am I showing already?" She examined her body. "Did Karen tell you?" She was still jumpy and excited.

"T-the Scarab."

"Why must it keep ruining surprises?" Cassie looked over Jaime's shoulder. "Keep your gossipy mouth shut next time!" She said to the Scarab.

"How did this-? When did this-?" Jaime couldn't finish.

[The infant was conceived three months ago. Before you went on the mission to Alaska.]

Jaime nodded slowly.

"It did it again, didn't it?" She had her hands in her hips. "Well I'm about three months along. What do you think?"

Jaime remained silent. 'I'm gonna be a dad.' He thought.

"Are you mad?" She no idea what to do right now. It was so awkward.

"No, far from it. I- I'm just.. surprised." Jaime stumbled toward a chair. "I'm gonna be a dad.." He said quietly as he started to smile.

"Yeah, good job," she said, punching his arm lightly. "Zues is going to kill you before the baby is born, however."

"Wait- so is it a boy or girl?" Jaime asked, completely oblivious to the fact that he now had a bounty on his head.

[ It is too early to determine a gender] the scarab reminded him at the base of his skull.

"I think it's going to be a girl, but you'll probably think I'm wrong," Cassie said, wrapping him in a tight hug.

"No, if it were a girl that'd be wonderful!"

"Alright, but you should probably get some sleep, I'm going over to Cissie's to help with planning," she said, standing on her tiptoes to give him a proper kiss.

"Right-" he yawned while she grabbed one of his sweatshirts and stepped out of the house.

He goes straight to sleep, the Scarab giving him a run down of the periodic table to help him fall to sleep, and doesn't plan on waking up until roughly four in the morning.

Instead, he gets a call from Dick after only three hours of napping.

"What now?" Jaime said sleepily. "I just got home. I know you are not sending me on another mission so what do you want?"

"I want just calling to tell you to say congrads. I heard about Cassie being pregnant."

"Oh. Well now I feel bad for yelling. Wait, who told you?"

"Well, Cassie told Cissie, who told Artemis, who told Wally, who told me. News spreads fast with us, if you haven't noticed by now."

"Well how come no one told me? I found out like three hours ago."

"We thought you knew. By the way, Diane wants to talk to you as soon as you're avaiblie." Jaime eyes went wide in shock. "Is now a good time?"

He had to come up with something quick.

Jaime took some plastic and crumbled it in front of the phone. *Static* "Not really." *More Static*

"She really wants to speak to you."

Jaime started to skip every few words. "Well th- nothi- *Static* "-do about it. You're *Static* -aking up! Sorry, otta go! Bye!"

He hung up quickly, settled back in bed and tried to go back to sleep.

'I can worry about Diane later.' He thought.

[The amazon may only be wishing to extend an olive branch], The scarab said, as if trying to comfort his host.

"Seriously? You're usually the one so obsessed with everything trying to kill me- and you think Diane will be cooperative?"

[Correct- she is your mate's godmother after all.]

"I don't think it will work out that well." Jaime mumbled, turning on his side and readjusting the pillows. He also wrapped the blankets tightly around himself- a habit that greatly annoyed Cassie.

[Perhaps you should visit her now rather than sleep?]

"I think sleep is a little more... important currently."

[Very well. Sweet dreams, Jaime Reyes.]


"Jaime? Jaime? Time to get up." Cassie gently shook him.

"It's too early." He complained.

"It's 1 in the afternoon. Get up." She picked up the other side of the mattress and he rolled off the bed. He pulled the covers over his head and groaned.

"Why are you doing this, Cassie?"

"You need to get up and take me to the doctor. The appointment is in 20 minutes and Diane is going to be here an hour after we get back." Cassie explained.

"That's too much for an afternoon. Wait!" Jaime jumped up, still in his boxers. "Diane is coming here? I thought you loved me."

"I do love you. Obviously." She put a hand to her stomach.

"Then why are you trying to get me killed?"

"What are talking about?"

"Diane is going to kill me for getting you pregnant!"

"I think you're overreacting just a little bit. I'm sure once Diane knows that it was because the condom broke everything will be fine. Now get dressed," she said calmly, throwing a pair of jeans, a shirt and hoodie to him.

"Fine, but when I die keep Bart away from my funeral."

Cassie giggled a little bit, watching him sleepily put on his clothes and struggling with the zipper to his jeans and hoodie. "Why Bart?"

He gave her a 'I think you know why' look and grabbed his car keys, hoping that Nightwing wouldn't call him in for another mission for at least a week.

"Alright, let's go before we're late."

"We're just there to make sure the baby and me are healthy- so don't get too excited," Cassie warned teasingly as she straightened out the oversized sweatshirt she was wearing.

"Not that it'd be problem- after all the Scarab can just tell me as soon as it starts developing... you know."

"He better not! I want it to be a surprise!" Cassie whined.


"She's going to eat me alive." Jaime mumbled as he sat in the car.

"Are you still complaining? I thought we were done with this." Cassie stopped at a red light.

"I'm telling you she's gonna kill me. Especially since we're not married." Cassie glared at him before turning toward Jaime.

"Did you forget that you proposed to me 4 months ago." Her eyes widened. "Or-or was that a joke? Cause it's not funny!" She snapped.

"What?! I would never joke about that! I was serious, trust me!"

"Good. Cause if not, that scarab will not be enough to save you." She threatened. Her mood making her cut some other car off as she drove faster.

[Jaime Reyes, I don't believe your greatest threat is Wonder Woman.]

"Yeah. I've noticed."

"What?!"

"Nothing." Jaime said, noticing how much faster they were going. "Now, Cassie I love you. But if you go any faster you won't have to worry about making the appointment anymore." He slid down in his seat.

"I love you too," she said cheerily, smiling brightly back at him, as she screeched to a halt at the stop sign. The driver behind them honked angrily.

"Uh, can I drive? You're making me slightly to mostly uncomfortable."

Following that statement, they slid into the doctor office parking lot five minutes later, going a good twenty miles over the speed limit. He was just glad the police officers simutaneously decided to ignore the demigoddess behind the wheel.

"Are you coming in?" She asked, looking at him expentantly. He looked at the stopped car and slowly removed his clenched hands from the arm rests.

"Yeah, just let me get my bearings..." He gratefully stood on the cement, thinking of just flying back home when the time came to leave.

They entered the tiny beige office, with the uncomfortable chairs lining the wall and a TV on low showing repeats on the Food Network Channel.

Cassie strolled right up to the secretary, and Jaime hoped that whoever had to deal with her had a lot of tolerance for her random mood swings. "Cassandra Sandsmark, I have an appointment with Dr. Trux at one fifty-five today."

The secretary handed her a pen to sign in gathered the sheet for her to fill in before her appointment, which Cassie promptly handed to him.

Jaime signed some information slips along with Cassie. He handed them back to the nurse and began to wait a bit nervously.

When the doctor called them in, Jaime did a double take. 'This is it' He thought. He followed Cassie toward the examination room.

"Hello Cassie. How have you been?" Dr. Trux greeted.

"I've been well, still not used to being pregnant yet." Cassie sat in the chair provided for her.

"Well you only found out a month ago. I'm not surprised." He looked toward Jaime. "Hello. I'm Dr. Trux. You must be the father." He held out his hand.

"Uh, Yes. Yes I am." Jaime tensed as he shook the doctor's hand. "I'm Jaime Reyes."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Reyes." He chuckled. "I'm going to be doing a routine check up on the baby. I'll ask a few questions, you'll see the baby and that'll be all. No need to be nervous."

"I'm not nervous!"

"It's okay to be nervous. I remember being in your shoes when my son was born. Trust me, it'll go away in about 2 minutes." Jaime nodded. "So Cassie, has the morning sickness passed?"

"It mostly has, thank goodness."

"Any weird cravings?"

"I have been feeling the need to eat a lot of meat. Hamburgers, sloopy joes. I need meat." The doctor chuckled again.

"Any mood swings?"

"No, not really." Cassie shrugged. Dr. Trux looked toward Jaime who nodded his head. 'Yes!' The doctor got the message.

"Well, everything seems to be in order. I'll set up this machine here and you'll be on your way."

"What does the machine do?" Jaime asked.

"This will help see the baby, it's gender and it's growth throughout the next 6 months." Dr. Trux explained. He set up the machine and got out some gel and a wand. "I need you to lift your shirt up a bit."

Cassie lifted her shirt just above her stomach. Jaime stared in wonder as he saw the slight bulge her stomach made. The doctor put some of the gel on her stomach and Cassie shivered. He put the wand on top of the gel and looked toward the screen.

"Here's your uterus." Jaime chose to ignore the word. "Ah, and here is the baby." He pointed toward the screen. Jaime leaned in for a better look.

"Wow." He and Cassie whispered.

"I-I can't believe it." Jaime said.

"Your baby seems very healthy and growing just fine." He looked at Jaime and nodded knowing his nervousness was replaced with adoration. He walked toward the door. "I'll give you both a moment."

As he stared at the screen. He heard Cassie start to cry.

"I can't see it!" She exclaimed.

He seriously wanted to ram his head into a wall. [The fetus is only about two to three pounds at this stage of life, it is understandable for your mate to not be able to view it currently]

"It's-" He traced it midair. "Right there. Really small. The scarab can't detect the gender yet, it's still too young, but it has all its organs." He rattled off everything he remembered from the stupid Child Development class he took as a Junior in high school. It turned out to be a lot more useful than what he initially though it would be.

"Really?"

He nodded, just as Dr. Trux came back in, proudly displaying the picture, which he handed to Jaime. "First picture of your son or daughter!"

"When can we find out the gender?" He asked, ignoring Cassie's glare.

"Twenty weeks. Maybe a little sooner or later. But that's still another two months, so you have plenty of time."

[You could always ask the Kid Flash- he is from a later time period], the Scarab reminded him.

He groaned. Talking to Bart hadn't exactly been on his to-do list. Especially when it meant that he would have to tell him about Cassie. He didn't even notice Dr. Trux staring at him until Cassie quickly said: "He's a schizo, ignore him."

"Okay... Well with that. The appointment is over. Thank you for coming and if you have any questions, please feel free to call."

"Thank you, Dr. Trux." Cassie said as she walked out. Dr. Trux put a hand on Jaime's shoulder.

"Not so nervous anymore, huh?" Jaime smiled before following his fiancé.

"Jaime, hurry up!" Cassie yelled. Some of the others jumped from the outburst and glared at her. "What are you looking at? You never saw a pregnant woman before?!" She glared back at them.

"Okay, honey. I'm coming. Don't scare they nice people." Jaime hurried her out of the building.

"Well, they shouldn't be staring!"

"They just... wondering how you got so beautiful. I mean, look at you."

Cassie smirked. "Ha, ha. Thank you for trying to make me feel better." She kissed his cheek. They walked toward the car.

"Cassie, uh, how about I drive? I mean with the whole baby thing, you need to take it easy." Jaime rushed into the driver's seat.

"Okay. Whatever." She shrugged and laid back in her seat. "Now, come on! We have to clean up the house before Diane gets there!" She said excitedly.

Jaime slowly started the car as let the words sink in.

"I'm dead." He muttered.

[Indeed you are, Jaime Reyes.]