Chapter 7: Surprise
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! I'm so so so so so so so so sorry it took me so long to get back here!!!!! I have no excuses, I feel horrible!!! Here is part of the next chapter, all my little muses have run away to Aruba, but I promise I will try to get back to this story.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Black Jewels Trilogy nor any of Anne Bishop's original characters. However, Valkyrie, Kaetie Rose and anyone else you don't recognize are mine. :D
Three years into my relationship with Tegan, a miracle happened. I got pregnant.
Throughout my entire life, I have always had very weak and spotty moontimes. A healer once said it was likely because of my caste that I don't bleed often. I never thought that I would get pregnant, never had any desire for children. I am not a highly maternal creature, in fact babies and children hold little appeal to me, unlike most of my sex.
But when I went to the healer to figure out why I was so sickly lately, and she informed me I was expecting, an amazing thing happened. I, who have loved few in my life and have never loved any beyond my sister whole-heartedly, was struck by an overwhelming sense of joy and love.
I was still walking on air when Tegan returned that night.
"Alright, you've gotten some kind of good news," he remarked as we ate dinner. I smiled and sipped my water. After I returned from the healer, I went straight to the cook with the list of food dos and don't I had received and informed her that I was to follow this sheet religiously.
"Perhaps I have," I said slyly. "Do you want to guess what it is?"
"Let me think," he replied, tapping his finger on the table. His eyes glinted with amusement. "You received a letter from home? No, that's not it. You…hmmm…" he frowned. "You found something important? Is that it?"
"No," I laughed, scooping up a bite of noodles. "Do you want me to just tell you?"
"Alright, I'll never be able to figure it out myself." He winked at me. "What's your news?"
"What if I told you," I began, "that something happened, something amazing that I thought was impossible. Something magical."
"What?"
"Tegan, I'm pregnant.".
"I…you're what?"
I examined his face and scent before answering. Shock, amazement and awe all threaded through his emotions. Fortunately, there was no anger, no negative emotions. I rose and went to his side, gently took his hand and laid it on my stomach, where our child was just beginning to form.
"I'm pregnant, Tegan. With your child." When he stayed silent, his emotions still flickering wildly, I shrank back, afraid he was going to reject me and the child.
"I…"
"How long?" he choked out, still staring at me in amazement. I gave him a shaky smile.
"Not long. Perhaps two months?"
"Mother night," he whispered. "A baby?"
"Yeah. I know its…a lot to take in, but I want you to know, I'm not going to hold you responsible. If you don't want anything to do with it, just tell me. I…"
"Are you crazy?" he exclaimed, jumping up and grabbing me, spinning me in circles. "Of course I want to be responsible! Mother Night, you're pregnant! I'm going to be a father!"
