Hey, guys! I hope you have been enjoying this Fan Fiction! Sorry if the last chapter and the next chapter aren't very good but as some of you may know, I'm not in a very good mental state at the minute, due to certain things to do with a Mr Murphy maybe cutting out our Wemma wedding! I will now be going up in months on certain chapters! Thanks for the reviews and please keep reading!
One Month Later
Will's POV:
"Month 2. 130lbs. You've gained 8lbs." She looked shocked. It was only Month 2 but you could already start to see the effects that pregnancy was having on her. She had the tiniest of bumps but her stomach was definitely getting firmer. She was already craving sugary foods. I tended to come down at 1:00am, to find her sat on the sofa eating peanut butter straight from the jar. Once I actually realised this was a craving, I done all I could to stack up on peanut butter. We now have a whole cupboard full of the stuff.
"130lbs? Is that healthy or not?"
"That is perfectly healthy, sweetie. An average woman should gain 28-40lbs during her pregnancy." I done my part by reading all of the baby books Emma had brought for us to read.
"Okay. Have you glued the video pouch and photo in the album?"
"Yes, I have."
"That's good then." She walked into the kitchen and grabbed a jar of peanut butter out of the cupboard. I chuckled.
"What's so funny?" She dipped her spoon in, pulled it out then put it in her mouth.
"You, honey." She looked up and she had peanut butter all around her mouth.
"Come here." I said as I walked over to her and gave her a delicate kiss removing all of the peanut butter. The kiss turned passionate and we walked into the living room. I laid Emma onto the sofa and kissed her, ever so gently.
"Stop." She pushed her hands against my chest. She sat up and pushed her hair back.
"What's wrong? Has something happened to the baby?"
"No. I'm just not feeling this at the minute. I'm going to get a cup of tea, do you want one?"
"Oh, okay. Yes, please." She walked into the kitchen and sighed. I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. I put my head on her shoulder. She placed her arms on top of mine.
"I love you, Em."
"I love you too. Now let me make this tea." She unwrapped my arms from around her and filled the kettle up of water.
"I'll, um, I'll be in the living room." I sat down to watch the telly and settled for a documentary about Zebras. Emma came to sit next to me and she rested her head on my shoulder and put her feet up. I placed my arm around her shoulder.
"Thanks for the tea, Em."
"It's okay."
We sat peacefully watching the programme. A Zebra was being killed by a crocodile. I heard Emma sniffle and turned to look at her.
"Em? Why are you crying?"
"It's-um, it's the hormones, I'm fine."
"No, no you're not. It isn't the hormones, something's wrong." She let out a sob and sat up.
"Tell me, sweetie. What is it?"
"Well, my dad has, um, not been feeling very well and he, um, got rushed into hospital this morning because he couldn't breath or move. They don't know what is wrong with him." She sobbed, louder this time.
"Oh, Em! Why didn't you tell me when you found out?"
"I was t-too upset. I-I'm sorry. I really don't know how to cope with this all, Will! What if something happens to him, something bad!"
"He will be fine, baby. Don't you worry about it! We will visit him tomorrow, okay?" She smiled at me and nodded. She shuffled along the sofa, back next to me, and gave me a hug.
"Thank you." She nestled in closer to my body.
"How about me and you have a bath?"
"T-together?"
"Yeah."
"But we haven't done that since I got pregnant."
"Exactly."
"But, my body. It's horrible! It's all firm and horrible!" She blushed.
"Em, what did I tell you? Your body isn't horrible! Your body is wonderful and our baby girl, or boy, is in there, waiting to come out to see his wonderful mummy and daddy! Now come on, let's go upstairs and get the water running."
She nodded and I took her hand as we walked up the stairs. I walked into the bathroom, while she got undressed in the bedroom, and turned the taps on. I knocked on the bedroom door to see if she was ready so that I could go in and get changed. I opened the door and she was stood in a towel. I got undressed, put a towel around me, then we walked to the bathroom. I dropped my towel and got in and Emma just stood there.
"Come on, Em. The water is really nice in here. Really warm." I gestured for her to come in but she just stood there, eyeing the bubbly water. She slowly lowered her towel and stood there, blushing. I smiled at her and she got into the bath. She sat in between my legs.
"Is this, um, is this okay?"
"Yeah, it's fine, honey."
She relaxed and rested her head on my chest. I put my hands on top of her stomach and she flinched and tensed up.
"I-I'm sorry. Sorry."
"It's okay, sweetie. Just relax."
I kissed her on the top of her ginger curls and she released her muscles.
"Relax..."