Morganville – Shane and Claire

Claire gets pregnant! But will Shane feel as happy as she does? Needless to say that she dreaded the thought of telling her parents, seeing their horrified expressions. All those thoughts conjured up in her mind, each leading to another...But will Claire pull through? This is my first fan fiction so I would really appreciate it if you wrote lots of reviews for me please, thank you. There isn't much happening here but there will be lots in the next chapter. R&R thank you.

I waited on the couch, curled up, for Shane to return from work. I imagined him in his long white overcoat, hacking huge slabs of meat. Yes, that was what he did for a living. What is it with guys getting a kick out of cutting, smashing or ruining things? Anyhow, he loves his job and I would love him the same way regardless of what he worked as. However, I can't say that being a butcher does not make him even more attractive. My thoughts drifted towards him, wondering how long he would still be out for. Picking up my phone I sent him a text.

Hi, are you enjoying yourself at work? Come home soon, I have a surprise for you, Love you, x

Stretching my legs out I wondered how I would tell Shane, placing my hand over my tummy I thought about all the ways. I could say 'you're going to be a father', 'it's no longer just the two of us', or simply, 'I'm pregnant'. I wanted to make the most of this moment, treasure it, and make sure it was perfect. I had thought about it before, fantasised that I would tell him over a romantic dinner, or take him out somewhere scenic for a picnic and tell him in peace and quiet (much better than the glasshouse). I wanted him to be just as happy as I am; I needed to know that he desired this just as I did. My thoughts took a sharp turn; what if he didn't want this. Even though we had discussed it, and accepted it, would the reality change all that? Could that really be possible? I knew for sure that he loved me and would do anything for me but was this going to be too much. What if he thought it was too soon and that we should have waited. I looked down at my tummy which was slightly curved but barely noticeable as It was still early, running my hands over the skin.

I heard the door close and automatically knew it was Shane, I gently sat lifting up blanket from where it lay. 'Hey, baby' Shane called from the corridor; he really didn't know how ironic that was. 'I come baring ribs!'

'Fantastic,' I said getting up 'then let's eat' I thought once again about when to tell him. Maybe over dinner, or maybe it could wait till later.

'So what was the surprise?' he whispered into my ear nuzzling the nape of my neck, a pleasantly cold shiver ran through me leaving my entire body with goose bumps. Should I tell him now, I thought to myself. 'Why don't we sit down and eat first?'

Shane looked confused for a portion of a second then replied 'OK, but remember you can tell me anything' brushing a loose strand from my cheek he kissed me, a short sweet, but meaningful kiss of which I carefully returned trying not to let my anxiety bleed into it. But of course he knew me too well. 'Are you sure there's nothing wrong?'

'No, of course not, I told you it was a surprise didn't I' I smiled and stared into his chocolate brown eyes and let them relax me from head to toe. Looking into Shane always made me feel better.