"Mantis, are you one hundred percent positive about what you just said? I mean have you ever felt...that before?" Gamora said hurriedly her mind was zooming with this new found news.
"Yes, I have. When I was with Ego, he would sometimes bring his lovers to his planet. There, he would use me to test if they were carrying his children or not." She said. She was still sitting and smiling like she didn't just deliver life changing news.
Gamora sighed and put her head in her hands. Her emotions were going awol in the moment because she wanted to scream, cry, or hit something very hard. She concluded that instead she would need to keep herself together. She couldn't become weak because of this. She had handled worse news and situations before. She could handle this one.
"Mantis, look at me. You have to promise to keep this a secret. That means no one, absolutely no one can know about this okay?" Gamora said grabbing Mantis' wrists.
Mantis tilted her head in confusion and said, "Why do you not want to tell anyone? This is a good thing right?"
"It is a good thing for some people, but not for me, Mantis. Not for any of us."
"I think it would be a good thing. Now that Groot is growing fast, we can raise yet another little one." Mantis said in a happy voice.
Gamora instinctively flinched when Mantis said 'little one'. Another realization dawned on her as she remembered that Thanos was still out there in the galaxy. If he were to find out she was expecting, it could mean the end of her and her friends. That was not an option.
"Listen, Groot is by far enough to handle for us. I need to go make a call, and you need to make sure to keep your mouth closed. No one can know about this." Gamora said in a low, dangerous voice.
Mantis lost her smile and nodded her head. Gamora left the bunk in a hurry. She knew the one person she needed to call at the moment. She headed back to her room that she shared with Peter and looked around for a data pad. Once she found it, she entered in a code that would allow her to speak to her person. After a few seconds of waiting, Nebula's face appeared on the data pad with very little expression written on it.
"What is the meaning of this call, sister? You know I am quite busy." Nebula said in an annoyed voice.
Nebula had recently taken up a mission to kill the followers of Thanos. She had been very successful in tracking down the person who had implanted the mods into both Gamora and Nebula. She told Gamora in great detail how she viciously killed him and made him regret ever laying a single finger on her. Gamora would be lying if she said it didn't please her to hear that. Now, Nebula was on a path to find the people that took her from her home planet.
"I have called because I have now found myself in a bit of an..um..situation." Gamora said.
"What kind of situation?"
"One where I may or may not be expecting a..a..um.." Gamora didn't know how to go about telling Nebula. She didn't know how to tell anyone for that matter.
"A what Gamora? Spit it out." Nebula said very annoyed now.
"A baby.." Gamora whispered
"What? I didn't hear you. Hurry up, I don't have all day."
"A baby!" Gamora shouted.
Nebula's face went from annoyance to an almost confused one. Gamora waited to hear what she had to say, but every second she felt closer to throwing up again like she did earlier.
"This is a joke correct?" Nebula said as anger started to form on her face.
"What? No, this isn't a joke at all!" Gamora exclaimed.
"No, this has to be one of those jokes your singing idiot tries to do all the time because I know you are not foolish enough to get pregnant right?" She said dangerously.
Gamora's eyes pricked with tears at the question. She was already feeling bad about finding out she was pregnant. She couldn't handle Nebula's remarks too.
"It was obviously an accident, Nebula. I had no clue this was even possible." Gamora explained.
"Of course it is possible, Gamora! Did you not think it was when I removed some of your mods?" Nebula said viciously.
Gamora honestly didn't think it was possible when Nebula removes her mods. In fact, Gamora wasn't even sure which ones she removed, but looking back she guessed she should've asked.
"Please Nebula, I feel awful. I need your help. I'm not ready to be a mother." Gamora said holding back tears.
"Yeah, you're not ready. I don't think you should ever be ready because it would be foolish of you to bring a child into a world where Thanos thrives." Nebula said with high annoyance.
Gamora got angry with that remark. It wasn't that she ever wanted kids, but she sure wasn't going to let Thanos decide that for her.
"You know Thanos decides nothing for me anymore. I could have this child if I wanted to, and no one in this galaxy would stop me." Gamora said.
"Then you would be like the rest of your team. A complete idiot."
Gamora huffed and said, "Then I guess I am an idiot." And logged off the data pad.
Gamora sat up on the bed she shared with Peter placing her hand over her abdomen. She instantly felt the warmth under her touch and began to think about her future. Nebula was right that it would be dangerous bringing a child into this galaxy, yet she also thought of the time she was trapped under Thanos.
During that time, she thought she would never be more than a weapon brought up by the Mad Titan. She could never find true love, happiness, or even some good food. However, all of that happened.
She found friends to laugh with, a person to fall in love with, and a family to call her own. She learned to trust in people and find it within herself to forgive the mistakes she had made. She learned that she deserved a lot more than what she was given.
Gamora stood up and went to the closet in the room. She gathered up a bunch of the excess blankets stored in there for when they went to colder planets. She threw them into a corner and cleared out the closet space. It was a pretty large storage space that allowed them to put many boxes of weapons, rations, and body parts that Rocket liked collecting away.
This would be enough room for you, Gamora thought placing her hand on her belly. She suddenly felt a very strong urge of protectiveness for this little creation. An urge she never felt before even when she thought she lost Peter. She had no clue what she was doing, but none of them ever really did.
Just as she was moving the boxes in the closet, she heard someone walk in.
"Um, are we renovating our room?" Peter said looking at the mess she had thrown across the room.
"Oh, um, no I just really wanted to clear this space out."
"Okay…" Peter said coming to sit by her side.
That was one thing she really appreciated about Peter. He never really asked or questioned things she was doing.
"So what did Mantis say?"
Gamora looked at him and quickly lied by saying, "She couldn't really figure anything out. I think I will just have to go to a medical professional to get examined."
Peter nodded his head and put his arm around her shoulder.
"Well, good for you cause we're heading to Xandar right now." He said twirling a piece of her hair in between his fingers.
"Why? Did we get called in for a job?"
"No, Rocket and Drax just wanted to get plastered, and Groot needs new batteries for his video game."
Gamora nodded and leaned her head on Peter's shoulder. She stared at the now empty closet space trying to imagine a cot in the middle. She was drawn out of her daydream by Peter's voice.
"I was thinking that maybe after you go to the doctor, we could head to one of the really nice Xandar hotels and have a little fun" He said and began trailing his fingers across her arm.
This caused Gamora to have shivers run up her spine. She pulled her head back from his shoulder and leaned in to plant a kiss on his lips.
"Maybe we could have a little fun right now?" Gamora said suggestively laying down on her back and pulling him on top of her.
Peter gave a her a devilish smile and began kissing her neck. She threaded her fingers through his hair as his fingers travelled underneath her shirt. He stopped once he felt the warmth of her belly.
"Hey, are you feeling up to this? Because I don't want to do anything if you're not feeling good." He said gently while caressing her cheek.
Gamora cursed internally forgetting about the heat in her stomach. She placed her hand on top of his to flatten it across her stomach.
"I am fine, Peter. I would be even more fine if you kept going with what you were just doing." She said.
Peter smiled and continued to let his hands travel along her body. She instinctively grinded against his body when his hands found the sensitive part of her breast. His fingers brushed against her nipples lightly as he began to nibble on her ear. She let out a small moan of satisfaction as she allowed to let her hands to rest on his thigh.
She could tell he was already hard and began to run her hand across the outside of his pants earning her a grunt from Peter. He had lost his smile and now looked completely focused on the task at hand. He shifted his body, so she could have easier access to his member.
Peter began to slowly roll her nipples between his fingers causing her to arch her back against him. She loved it when he focused on that area of her body. Just as she was about to pull off her shirt, they both turned their heads to the sound that entered their room.
"Drax! Come on dude! Do you ever knock?" Peter exclaimed scrambling off Gamora.
Gamora sat up quickly and saw Drax standing in the doorway eating a bag of chips.
"I came here to say we are going to be in Xandar in two hours. I was going to wait till you were done before saying anything." He said stuffing another chip into his mouth.
"That is so messed up and weird Drax!" Gamora yelled.
"How? It is merely intercourse."
"Yeah! It's supposed to be a private thing between people." Peter said.
"People on my planet would often openly conceive in the public as to announce their commitment."
"That is disgusting." Peter said with a disturbed face.
"You Terrans have some weird hang ups." Drax said shaking his head.
"Dude, just get out and let us be alone." Peter said
Drax shrugged his shoulders and left the room. Peter turned around to find Gamora holding back a laugh on the floor.
Peter tried to look tough and mad but ended up letting a smile ruin his facade.
"You think that's funny huh? That I can't even enjoy a little sexy time with my girl without being interrupted." He whined as he sat down by her.
"You poor thing, what are you going to do now?" She asked playfully.
"I think now I'm gonna give you an extra fun time at the hotel tonight." He said mischievously.
"Is that so?" Gamora said smiling and pulling him down for a kiss.
They moved to their bed and began to snuggle. Gamora grabbed a bunch of the blankets she had thrown out and covered them in a bundle. As she laid with him, Gamora began to wonder what Peter would think of her being pregnant.
She knew she wanted to wait to tell him, or anyone for that matter, about the pregnancy, but she couldn't help being curious. Suddenly, a stroke of fear rose through her as she began to wonder if he would even want to keep the baby.
She didn't even know if she wanted to keep it, but the thought of Peter not wanting it made her extremely upset. He, of course, had trouble with his own parents growing up, so it wouldn't shock her if he didn't want his own kid. Gamora started to feel sick again.
"Everything okay Mora'?" Peter said rolling over to look at her.
"Yes. I'm fine." Gamora said turning to look at the ceiling.
Things were far from fine though. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath in.
"I'm gonna be sick again" She said and ran to the bathroom leaving Peter in the bed.