Chapter Eleven
Late Night Chatter
"Will... I'm pregnant."
WILL'S POV
I stared at the wall for a few minutes before turning to Elizabeth. Had my ears heard me right? Or was I just imagining things? She looked nervous but to me she was the most beautiful thing in the world. She always has been. "Will, please say something," Elizaeth stammered. I opened my mouth to say something but not a single word emerged. I must've looked like a complete fool to Elizabeth. My heart sank when I saw her frown.
"You don't want the baby?" she asked. I sulked. I knew I had hurt her feelings by not saying anything. That tore me up inside. I moved close to her to hold her. To tell her that I wanted the baby. That I was just shocked by it all. I tried to pull her close to me but she pulled away.
"Elizabeth..."
"Will, just save it. It's obvious that you don't want the baby."
ELIZABETH'S POV
I glared at Will as I told him it was obvious he didn't want our unborn child. How could he do this to me? To our son or daughter? They didn't do anything to him. Neither did I. Tears were filling my eyes. I thought my husband would be more understanding. I thought he'd just take me into his arms and twirl me around, excited that we were starting a family but he didn't do anything of that. Instead, William Turner just stood there, not saying a word.
"I didn't imagine it'd be like this when we saw each other again," I said firmly. "I figured you'd be happy to see me and to hear that I was having your child." I could hear Will sigh and then he looked away. "Elizabeth, why are you being like this?" he asked me. How was I acting? I'm acting like any normal pregnant woman would act. I fell back on the bed and looked up at the ceiling. "I'm pregnant. It's my nature," I said sarcastically.
I felt the bed go down a bit. He had sat down. Who did he think he was?
WILL'S POV
I looked over at Elizabeth as she stared up at the ceiling. She was really mad. I didn't blame her but everytime I tried to tell her that I want the baby, she bites my head off. What was I supposed to do? I sighed and leaned down to kiss Elizabeth. She tried to pull away but I held her down. I had to get my point across. I pulled away from her lips and glared at her as I held her arms down to the bed.
"Listen to me, Elizabeth Turner," I said. I sounded rather cross. Elizabeth sat up to look at me better. She was still angry. I reached my hand over to her and twirled a golden curl around my finger, smiling at her. "It's not that I don't want the baby because I do. I want this child. I was just shocked," I explained. "And you're so stubborn! You wouldn't even let me say what I wanted to say!"
ELIZABETH'S POV
He wants the baby after all? Boy do I feel stupid now. I took a deep breath before smiling at my husband. My William. I pulled him into a kiss. I wanted this moment to last. We hadn't even gotten to kiss at our wedding. It was long past overdue. I could feel him pull me closer to his body. "I love you, Will," I whispered as he hugged me close to him.
I don't know why but I could tell that he was smiling. He whispered back, "I love you too, Elizabeth Turner."
Will and Elizabeth spent most of the night talking about their unborn child. Elizabeth looked over at the clock and whistled. Will chuckled and pulled Elizabeth back into his arms. "What is it?" he asked her as he held her close. Elizabeth turned to face Will. She smiled and said, "I was just looking at the time. It's 5 AM."
Will chuckled. "What have we been talking about this whole time?"
"The baby."
"Oh yes. That's right. Our child."
"Bella and Keith bought our child their first gift, Will..."
"They did? What was it?"
"A brown teddy bear with a pink and blue ribbon since we don't know if it's a boy or a girl yet. Bella took her time to stitch 'Baby Turner' on the ribbon. It really is beautiful, Willy."
Will grumbled at the name. Elizabeth started to laugh. "You know I hate that name, Elizabeth," Will scowled. Elizabeth tried to stop her laughter as she looked at Will but couldn't. Soon, Will started to laugh. "Will," Elizabeth began through laughter. "If it's a boy I'd like to name him William Turner the Third."
"He needs a middle name, Elizabeth. Why not Keith? It's mine."
"Keith? Maybe that's how Keith got his name..."
"Why do you say that?"
"Will, Bella and Keith are your six-times great grandchildren. They're Turners. Like you and me."
"You've been staying with our six-times great grandchildren?" Will asked confused. Elizabeth nodded. He raised an eyebrow at her. "Wow... that's interesting." He paused for a moment then asked, "Elizabeth, you've told me what you'd like to name our child if it was a boy. But what if it's a girl?" Elizabeth laid her head down on Will's firm chest and looked up at him. She answered, "If it's a girl I wanted to name her Brianna but I've become quite fond of the name Isabella." Will nodded and looked down at Elizabeth.
"You're going to be a wonderful mother, Lizzie."
"And you're going to be a wonderful father, Willy."
A/N: So what did ya'll think? I actually like how this chapter turned out with Elizabeth getting the wrong idea and Will not being able to say what he wants to. ) Well review!