Okay, this is my bit again. Sorry it's so short, but that's the way the cookie crumbles. Hugs and kisses to everyone who has left reviews! It means alot! Thank you! Enjoy!
Spencer was laying down in his bed, one hand tracing his flat stomach while the other held his cellphone. He had started and stopped 17 text messages to Derek and almost called him eight times. But every message and phone call were stopped dead in their tracks by Spencer's panic that hadn't gone away. What would he say to Derek? How's your sister, Derek? Oh, by the way, I'm pregnant. Tears of frustration leaked from the corners of his eyes and he squeezed them slightly, wishing Penelope would hurry back. She had went out to get ingredients for her "Sadness Cure-All" meal, promising to be back in a flash.
Spencer studied the tiny screen of his cellphone, Derek's contact information still there. He kept half-wishing Derek would call him, just so Spencer could hear his voice. But Spencer knew Desiree was more important. Besides it was so rare that Derek got to spend time with his family, Spencer didn't want to call him with potentially bad news and ruin that special time. Spencer rub his stomach again and murmured, "What am I going to do, baby? I'm so scared."
Suddenly he felt his phone start to vibrate in his hand and his whole body jolted in shock. He looked down, half hoping it was Derek and half dreading it was Derek, until he saw Penelope's picture flashing on the screen. Spencer pressed the Send button and asked, "Yes, Penelope?"
"I forgot to ask before I left," she replied, the sounds of the store registering in the background. "What kind of cheese do you like?"
Spencer sighed tiredly and responded weakly, "It doesn't matter, Penelope. Just as long as it's not Swiss or off-brand cheese, I'll be fine."
"Okay, sweetie. No Swiss or off-brand. I'm almost done shopping, so I'll be back there soon."
Spencer mumbled a half-hearted reply before snapping his phone closed. He rubbed his stomach again and remarked, "With your Aunt Penny around, rest assured that we will be well-fed."
As he said that, the thought popped into his head at how strange it was that he was already having conversations with a tiny being inside him. He tried to picture how Derek would look and sound talking to their baby, but he was still unsure as to how Derek would react. Derek hadn't even told his family that they were together. Suddenly Spencer feared that Derek would resent him for outing him forceably to his family. Spencer felt a stress migraine coming on and decided to be proactive about it. He slowly climbed out of the bed and made his way to his bathroom. Grabbing two washcloths, he soaked them in cold water before ringing them out slightly. As he made his way back to his bed, he folded them into rectangles and laid back down. He placed one over his eyes and the other on the back of his neck. He did a breathing exercise he learned in his psychology class, trying to keep the migraine at bay.
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When he woke up, his eyes felt gritty and his stomach rumbled with hunger. He ambled his way to the living room to find Penelope flipping through a magazine. He cleared his throat and she looked up from the glossy pages.
"Hey sleepyhead," she greeted softly. "How did your nap go?"
He shrugged, saying, "It made my migraine go away."
He sat down next to her, his hands tugging at the ends of his boxers. "Did...Derek call?"
Penelope nodded. "He called around 9:30 to say he was leaving. Said he should be back in D.C. sometime late tonight."
Spencer looked at her, licking his lips nervously. "And did you mention...you know?"
"No, Spencer. He deserves to hear that from you."
He looked down again, his stomach gurgling just as he did. He couldn't help but smile softly and Penelope giggled, "Sounds like that little one needs some food. Let me go fix you two a plate and then we'll watch some movies until Derek gets home."
As she got up, Spencer reached out and took her hand. He squeezed it softly and said, "Thank you, Penelope. It means a lot that you're here. I didn't want to be alone right now."
Penelope bent down to give him a soft kiss on his forehead and replied, "That's what friends are for, silly."
A/N- Again, so sorry it's short, you'll get some meatier posts soon. I post. R&R if it pleases you.