I leaned on the edge of my window sill, staring up at the stares. All I could think about was this baby. When I took the pregnancy test it came out positive, just like I thought it would. Now I was stuck with decisions of what to do about the baby. Well at least I wasn't stuck with the decisions alone. I had Peter.
I was deep in thought when I felt someone's arms encircle my waist. I leaned back against Peter's chest.
"Do you want to talk about it now, love?" He asked.
I sighed. "We need to…"
"Have you made any decisions yet?"
"No…have you?"
"No."
"I do know that I don't want to abort it."
"Good, I didn't want you to."
After a long moment of silence Peter turned me around to face him.
"Sarah, let's keep it."
"Really?"
"Yeah. I mean there is a chance that the baby is mine. With any luck it will be."
"But…there is also a chance that it's Hook's."
"Though it might not be of my blood, I will raise it as my own."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. Even though it might be part of that basturd, it's part of you as well and I will love it just like I love you."
I leaned forward and kissed him. "Okay. We'll keep it."
"Wait. If it is his…will you be able to handle that?"
"I…I'm not sure."
He laid his hand on my cheek. "Just so you know, after the baby is born, if you have any second thoughts, I will be ok with whatever you decide."
"Okay." I laid my head on his shoulder. I hadn't thought about how I would see the child if it was Hook's. What if it resembled Hook? What if every time I looked at the baby, I relived that night. It would drive me insane.
It had been about a month and a half since Peter took me home. We had decided that we should stay with my parents until the baby was born. Peter said that I would be safer. Peter had gone back to Neverland and to tell the lost boys about my pregnancy. He told them that he wanted them to stay and search for Captain Hook and if any leads arose, then to come get him immediately. Tinker Bell stayed in Neverland with the boys but would fly back once a week to check in. My parents were getting used to having me and Peter around and I was getting used to being home again. My parents sent me back to school but Peter didn't have to go because no one even knew he existed. All my old friends were really happy to see me. Apparently my parents had filed a missing persons report because everyone at school knew about it. They all kept asking where I had been and what had happened, but I wouldn't tell them. I didn't tell them about Peter and I didn't tell them about the baby. Though they would learn about the baby when I started showing.
Today was my first ultrasound. My mother, Peter, and I all sat in the waiting area. Peter held my hand tight as we waited for the nurse to call us back. It seemed like we waited forever in till the nurse finally took us to the little room with the ultrasound machine. The nurse instructed me to sit on the table and wait for the doctor to come in.
Peter squeezed my hand, "I'm so excited!"
I smiled at him, "Me too." If I didn't focus on the possibility that this could be Hook's child then I could actually be really happy about it.
"I can't wait to see our baby for the first time." He had the biggest smile on his face, which made me smile even more. My mother sat in a chair watching us with a small smile.
The doctor stepped into the room, "Good afternoon, Sarah."
"Good afternoon, Dr. Sohma." I smiled at her.
"Is this the father?" She gestured at Peter.
"Yeah." I squeezed Peter's hand.
"Well hello, I'm Dr. Sohma." She extended a hand to him.
He shook her hand. "I'm Peter."
Dr. Sohma looked at me. "So how have you been feeling?" She said as she swiped a lock of her long black hair out of her face.
"Good."
"Any nausea or discomfort?"
"Nope, perfectly fine."
"Good." She pulled the mobile ultrasound machine closer. "Please lift your shirt."
I did as she said and she squirted some kind of gel on my lower stomach. I could hear a fast thud as the picture appeared on the screen.
"The noise your hearing is the baby's heart beat…and this is your baby."
It was unbelievable. Dr. Sohma started pointing out the characteristics of the baby. I looked up at Peter.
He smiled at me. "That's ourbaby."
Thank you Cara for your awesome suggestions on this chapter!
