Rating: PG-13
Word Count: ~900
Characters: Barry/Kara
Prompt: "Kara telling Barry she's pregnant"
For: confundomarvel
A/N: What do you mean they don't exist on the same Earth? What?
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In sickness and in health, Kara muses, brushing her thumb over the engagement ring on her finger as she rinses the last of the acid taste out of her mouth. Her stomach has settled again, and she feels perfectly fine. Certainly not like she had just been on her knees throwing up into the toilet while Barry held her hair back just a minute ago. His eyes are still wide with alarm as he glances over her, and Kara can practically see the wheels turning in his head, working out symptoms and scenarios as he quickly paces the length of their en suite.
"But, you don't get sick," he says at last, sounding both surprised and aggravated by this anomaly. "Ever."
"First time for everything, I guess," Kara mumbles as she dries her lips on a towel.
He pauses in his stride, turning to her, and his eyebrows pull together ever so slightly as he holds her gaze in the reflection. "Has this happened before?" he asks, but she can tell that he already knows the answer. Kara shrugs her shoulder a little, lips pressing together. "Kara," he says.
"Okay, yes," she admits. She had meant to be a little more prepared, mentally and emotionally, to have this talk with him. "A few times over the last two weeks."
"Two weeks?" He turns her around so that they're facing each other rather than their reflections. "Why didn't you tell me? You need to be checked."
Kara cringes. "I already did," she says, except it comes out hesitant, almost like a question. "I had Caitlin run some tests, confidentially. I practically had to twist her arm to get her to keep quiet, which you know is a big deal," she says, which is true. Caitlin adores her, and it's sort of a joke (except not really) that she listens to Kara before listening to Barry. Hearing this would've made Barry laugh if not for the situation, but he just stares at Kara, waiting. "Okay, so the thing is, there's a chance I might possibly be totally pregnant," Kara blurts out.
Barry blinks, flinching back a little. "What?"
Kara manages a sheepish smile as she wrings her fingers together. "I'm pregnant?"
Silence.
One still moment of absolute silence – something she wasn't entirely sure he had been capable of – and then—
She barely catches the smile that flashes across his face before his arms are around her, squeezing her tight before she can even blink. His chest pressed against hers, rumbling in a laugh, and her stomach does a giddy flip at the sound as she wraps her arms around him, too. She's biting her lower lip as she presses her face into his shoulder, and then a laugh of her own bubbles up, her heart thumping as the relief comes over her. It seems ridiculous to her now that she believed that Barry would be anything but excited about being a father.
Still, she feels herself shaking a little, and Barry must, too, because he pulls back, still smiling widely even as he furrows his eyebrows at her.
"What is it? What's wrong?" He squeezes his hands over her hips. "You're totally shaking."
"I don't know," she admits with a laugh. She meets his eyes, and that's all she really needs for the rest of her nerves to ease away. She brings her hands up, fingers messing with the collar of his plaid shirt the way she knows he loves. "You're so excited."
"Of course," he says easily, and her stomach does another flip. "Aren't you?" But then he pauses, giving her a look. "Wait, did you think I wouldn't be excited?"
She shakes her head. "No, no, it's not that—well, it's not like that." She shrugs her shoulders a little. "It's just—you know, we've never even talked about it before—and we're not even married yet, and now I'm hormonal, so you know I'm even more out of sorts than usual, so I just thought that…" She stops herself, exhaling another laugh. "I was just being silly."
"Maybe just a little bit," he admits, scrunching his face. She giggles softly and he brings his hand up, thumb running over the bridge of her nose. "But I love your silly."
"It's only going to get worse the further along I get," she points out.
He tilts his head, considering this, and then gets that wrinkle between his eyebrows as something crosses his mind. "Are alien pregnancies worse than human pregnancies?"
"I wasn't really old enough to pay attention to that kind of stuff when I was on Krypton," she reminds, shrugging a shoulder.
His eyes widen for a second at the thought, and then he laughs, hand squeezing over her hip again. "And our kid is going to be alien and human."
"Scary thought, huh?" She sets her hands on his chest, smoothing them up to rest on his shoulders. His expression shifts into a smile at her touch, bright and content, tucking his fingers into her hair, massaging gently, and her eyes flutter at the sensation. "Think we can handle it?"
"We're superheroes, remember?" He brings a hand up to cover hers, thumb pushing at the ring on her finger. She smiles. "We prepare for the unexpected."
"Nothing more unexpected than parenting, huh?" She leans up, pressing a kiss to his lips. "Think you can keep up, scarlet speedster?"
"Oh, just you watch, girl of steel."
