Hey babes! Happy Mother's Day weekend. I was originally planning on updating this one tomorrow (Sunday) but I figured that I have some down time this morning at home (I surprised my mom), so I decided to update today.
Guest: Thank you so much. yes, they have been doing "baby making activities" as you put it, but Skye is still trying to figure all of her feelings out. She knows where Ward stands, but she's still trying to figure everything out for herself. And you're going to love all the chapters with daddy!Ward, I think. :)
Guest: Thank you! :) I'd apologize, but I'm not really sorry that they're having a girl. I've always loved the idea. And I guess most Skyeward shippers do too. :)
Guest 13: Thank you so much! This is after season two, and he wasn't really that stoic during that time. Stoic Ward was more season 1, I think.
Enjoy!
*November*
Skye lets out a sigh as she makes her way back into the living room, resuming her place on the couch with her back against the arm rest and her legs up in Ward's lap. She takes the tablet he's holding out to her with a grateful smile and continues to browse different baby websites.
"Feel better?" Ward asks her once she's settled back in.
She nods, "Much. I love this baby so much already but one major downside to this pregnancy is my constant need to pee. It's completely ridiculous how often I get up to use the bathroom when all I really want to do is stay off of my feet and relax. Is that really too much to ask for?"
"Well I'm sure our daughter will be very grateful for your sacrifice once she gets here and is old enough to actually understand," Ward smiles.
"Oh she better be grateful," Skye says, her eyes glued to her tablet screen.
Grant just chuckles quietly and then turns his attention back to the local news playing out on the TV screen in front of him.
After a few minutes of watching the news, he looks over at Skye, "Hey, so, it's Thanksgiving tomorrow."
"Yeah, what about it?" Skye asks, not looking up.
"I was just wondering if you wanted to maybe celebrate it in any way. I'm not sure what you're used to doing on Thanksgiving so I thought I'd ask."
She looks up at him, "Well, when I was at the orphanage it didn't really consist of too much. We had a 'special' feast that the nuns made but it wasn't really much more than that. And after I left, I was on my own without a whole lot of money so, again, I didn't really do much to celebrate."
"Oh. Well, do you want to do anything to celebrate this year? I can cook us a turkey for dinner."
She furrows her brows at him, "You can cook?"
"You've been here for a few months now and you haven't figured out that I can cook?"
She shrugs, "Pregnancy brain, I forget things way too easily."
He nods his head, "Ah. So, do you want me to cook us a turkey?"
She shrugs, "If you really want to then I'm not going to stop you."
He gives a small smile and nods his head, "Okay, then I will. And let me just tell you right now that it is going to be the most amazing turkey you have ever tasted."
"I'm going to hold you to that," she tells him. "Your kid seems to have quite the appetite which means I will probably end up eating a good portion of the turkey, so it better taste amazing."
He chuckles, "It will, I promise."
"Remind me again what this is supposed to taste like," Skye says to Ward as he sets a piece of the freshly carved turkey onto her plate before handing it back to her.
"The best turkey you've ever had," he replies, setting a slice of turkey on his own plate.
"You seem pretty confident about this," she says, picking up her fork.
"I am very confident about it," he smiles. "Now try it, I want to know what you think."
She takes a deep breath, "Alright, here goes nothing." She uses her fork to cut off a small piece of the turkey slice and lifts it to her mouth. "Wow," Skye says after she swallows the bit the turkey, "you were right. This turkey tastes absolutely incredible."
"I'm really glad you think so," Ward smiles at her from the other end of the table. "It's actually my Gramsy's recipe."
"It is?" she asks, scooping up some mashed potatoes.
He nods his head, "Mm-hmm. She's the one who taught me everything I know about cooking. I'd always help her out in the kitchen making our meals or batches of treats whenever I went over to her house."
"You're sounding awful sentimental there, Ward," Skye tells him. Then she smiles softly, "I think I might actually like it. If this is the real you, then I can't wait to meet the rest of him."
Ward smiles back at her, "I can't wait either."
"Whoa," Skye says, jumping slightly in her seat, her hands moving to rest on her belly.
"What is it?" Ward asks, his voice instantly filling with concern. "Is it the baby? What's happening? Is something wrong with her?"
Skye shakes her head as she stares down at her stomach, "No, nothing's wrong. The baby's fine."
"Then what is it?" he asks, standing from his chair and moving over to kneel down in front of her. "Skye, please tell me what's happening."
She lifts her head to look at him with a smile on her face and tears shining in her eyes, "I think I just felt her kick. Like a real actual kick. Not just the small flutters I've been feeling for the past few weeks. This time it was actually a kick, right up against my insides."
"Really?" he asks.
She nods, "Mm-hmm." She jumps again slightly as another kick comes, "Wow. This is so crazy. It feels so weird."
"Can—can I..." he trails off, unsure of how to phrase his question.
Skye smiles at him and grabs one of his hands, "You don't need to ask." She places his hand on an area of her stomach, holding both of her hands on top of his.
"I don't feel anyth—" He's cut off by a sharp jab right up against his palm. He lets out a quiet gasp and then smiles. "Wow," he breathes out.
"I guess I'm not the only one excited for you two to meet," Skye smiles. She looks down at her stomach, "Are you excited to meet daddy, baby girl?"
Two kicks, one right after the other.
Ward lets out a small laugh, "Wow. This is so unbelievable."
"I know," Skye smiles. "This is way better than just the little flutters that were kind of hard to feel. Though, if this kid's kicks and punches are anything like yours, then I am definitely going to suffer."
"What?" he looks up at her with concern in his eyes and voice.
She smiles reassuringly, "Don't worry. It'll definitely be worth it once we get to hold her in our arms for the first time."
"Yeah," Ward smiles, "it definitely will be."
*December*
"Hey Ward?" Skye calls into the kitchen from the living room where she lies on the couch browsing baby websites on her tablet. "Ward!"
"Yeah?" he calls back.
"Do we have a budget on stuff for the baby?"
He steps into the doorway to look at her, "Why are you asking?"
"Because I'm looking online at some possible furniture for the nursery and there are some really great products on these sites, but most of them are kind of pricey. So I'm just wondering how much I'm actually allowed to spend. Because I only want the absolute best for my baby girl."
"Well," he moves towards her and sits down on the couch and faces her, "first of all, I agree that we should only get the best for her. However, we won't be shopping online to get furniture for the nursery. We are going to go out and actually, physically, look in stores for furniture as well as other things that she needs. It's the only way to ensure that our daughter has the best stuff that's actually safe and sturdy. Second of all, I wouldn't necessarily say there's a budget, but let's try not to buy anything too expensive. We can still get the best stuff without spending too much money."
"Do we really have to actually go out and look for things?" she asks him with a small frown. "Because if I walk around too much then my feet are really going to be killing me and you're the one who is going to pay for it by giving me a foot massage when we get back."
He chuckles and smiles, "I will gladly do that. You know I will."
She looks at him for a moment. "Fine," she relents with a sigh, "we'll actually go out and find things."
"Thank you," he says with a small nod as he stands up and moves back towards the kitchen.
"But that doesn't mean I'm going to stop looking online," Skye calls after him, making him chuckle quietly as he goes back into the kitchen.
"It's Christmas Eve," Skye tells Ward as she leans back against him on the couch, watching as the fire crackles in the fireplace in front of them. Their hands are resting together on top of her stomach.
He nods his head from behind her, "Yes it is."
"You know, I never really had any good experiences with Christmas growing up," she tells him.
"Neither did I," he replies.
"But that's not going to happen to our kid," she says firmly. She turns her head to look up at him, "Promise me that we'll both do everything we can to make sure our daughter has a somewhat decent childhood."
He smiles and nods his head, "I promise. And next year it'll be her first Christmas, so we'll actually celebrate it and make everything extra special just for her. We can even go and get her picture taken with Santa if we want to. I think that's a thing people do."
"If I can even come down for Christmas," she says with a slight frown growing on her face.
"Skye, I have no doubt in my mind that you'll figure out a way to get off base so that you can come here and be able to spend the holiday with our daughter."
She smiles up at him, "Yeah, I will. There is not a single thing in this world that is going to keep me from spending time with my baby girl, especially on the holidays."
"I don't doubt that for a second," he smiles.
Skye turns around and leans back against his chest, closing her eyes and breathing in deeply.
They're both quiet for a moment before Skye opens her mouth and sings softly, her head bent down towards her stomach, "The fireplace is burning bright, shining all on me. I see the presents underneath the good old Christmas tree. And I wait all night 'til Santa comes to wake me from my dreams. Oh, why? 'Cause that's Christmas to me."
"I didn't know you could sing," Ward speaks up.
Skye shrugs, "I used to sing all the time around the orphanage. I don't sing a whole lot anymore, though."
"Well I think you should definitely sing more, especially to our daughter," Ward tells her. "You have a really nice voice."
Skye blushes slightly, "Thanks."
"You're welcome. What's that song you were just singing?" he asks her.
"Oh, um, it's just a song I heard on the radio at the beginning of the month. It's by this really popular acapella group called Pentatonix. I really liked the song when I heard it so I downloaded it and have been listening to it nonstop."
"Ah," Ward nods. "Well it sounded pretty nice with you singing it. Let me hear some more of it."
Skye takes a breath and then keeps singing softly to her stomach, leaning back further against Ward's chest, "I see the children play outside, like angels in the snow. While mom and daddy share a kiss under the mistletoe. And we'll cherish all these simple things wherever we may be. Oh, why? 'Cause that's Christmas to me."
A kick against their joined hands makes both adults smile.
"I see I'm not the only one who likes your singing," Ward says. "Keep going," he gently nudges her.
"Okay," Skye nods. She looks back down at her stomach and continues to sing, a smile still on her face, "I've got this Christmas song in my heart; I've got the candles glowing in the dark."
Two more sharp jabs to her abdomen have them both smiling wider.
"I'm hanging all the stockings by the Christmas tree. Oh, why? 'Cause that's Christmas to me. Oh, why? 'Cause that's Christmas to me."
Lifting his head off of his pillow, Ward carefully checks the other body in the bed to make sure she's still sound asleep and won't wake up anytime soon.
When he's satisfied that she won't wake up, he moves himself down on the bed so his face is level with her protruding stomach. He rests himself up on his elbow and then takes a deep breath before whispering, "Hey. So, um, this is kind of weird for me to be doing right now. I've never really done anything like this before but I read online somewhere that it's a good idea so that you can get to know my voice better, and I guess I was trying to work up the nerve to actually do this. I'm not sure if you can actually hear me in there, but uh, I just want you to know that I love you. I haven't met you yet but I know for a fact that I love you, just as much as I love your mom. You mean the world to me already and I promise you that when you get here I'm going to do everything I possibly can to make sure this world is safe for you to be a part of."
He swallows thickly, "I don't even know you yet but I already know that I don't know what I would do if anything were to ever happen to you; you or your mom. I never knew I wanted to be a dad until your mom told me about you. And then I saw your picture on the ultrasound when we found out you're a girl and it all just became so much more real. I can't wait to finally meet you so I can hold you in my arms and tell you how much I love you. Porque te amo tanto, mi hija. Y siempre lo haré."
Skye's body stirs against the sheets and Grant freezes.
"Ward?"
He turns his head to see her looking down at him through half-asleep eyes.
"What are you doing?" she asks him sleepily.
He gives her a small smile and shakes his head, "Nothing, go back to sleep."
"You're warm. Come back up here."
He chuckles quietly, "Okay. I'll be right there."
Skye nods her head and then closes her eyes again.
Ward turns back to her stomach, "Merry Christmas, baby girl. I'll see you soon."
He shifts on the bed again, moving back up to rest his head back on his pillow. As soon as he lies down, Skye moves on the bed and curls up against him, breathing in deeply as she falls back deep into her sleep.
Ward smiles and wraps an arm around her to hold her close, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of her head. He closes his eyes as he lets sleep overtake him again, "Merry Christmas, Skye."
So? What did you think? Let me know in a review down below. I'd love to hear your thoughts. :)
*Because I love you so much, my daughter. And I always will
There will be more Spanish throughout this story, but I will always put the translations down here.
Until next time,
Jellybean96 out!