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-Telepathy-

(Thoughts)

Chapter 14

-OW! OW! It hurts. It hurts! -Cosmo screamed in his head as he tried to sit up. It had been two days since Dr. Wells had said that he would be getting back on his feet, and now today was the day. But he had to sit up first, and that was proving to be very difficult, and painful!

He hissed through gritted teeth as he collapsed back on his bed. This was going to be really hard. He looked over at Wanda; she was sitting up and watching, a look of concern on her face. He wished she wouldn't worry about him, he knew he would be okay, she on the other hand had spent a month chained a cold stone cell.

-Hey, if I get up, maybe I can go to her, -he thought. -I could go over to her, finally give her hug, and find out if she's okay. -With that thought in his head, he tried to sit up again. It hurt, hurt more than anything he had ever felt in his whole life, but the thought of going to Wanda kept him from falling back again. Finally, after using the sidebars on the bed to help pull himself up, he was in a sitting position.

He was glad Mama had had the foresight to poof a pair of pants on to him first, he would have been embarrassed if he hadn't been wearing any. After taking some time to catch his breath and let his pain ebb, he slow swung his legs over the side of the bed, let them dangle. He eased forward until his toes touched the floor, and light blue slippers poofed over his feet. He glanced back and grinned at his mother, knowing she had done it. Now he concentrated on standing.

Timmy and Alonzo were standing in front of him, ready to help him up, or catch him if he fell. Cosmo took a deep breath before pushing himself up. He hadn't been on his feet in what, five days? His legs shook and ached a little, but he stayed standing. He grinned, proud of himself, as a matching light blue robe appeared on him. He took a testing step forward, then another, and, feeling more confident, carefully made his way over to Wanda's bedside.

"We should have guessed that that would be where he'd go first," Alonzo said.

Cosmo stuck his tongue out at his father as he reached Wanda's bed. He looked down at her; she was smiling up at him. He reached over and grasped both of her hands in his bandaged ones, feeling absolute joy start to spread over him. A chair appeared behind him, he wasn't sure who conjured it, but he sat in it anyway and wrapped his arms around Wanda and hugged her.

Wanda wrapped her arms around him too, staying conscious of the fact that he had opens wounds, and took care to keep her embrace as gentle as possible. His hold around her wasn't much stronger then hers, and she knew he was holding back too, unnecessarily. "I'm not glass Cosmo," she whispered in his ear. "I won't be break if you squeeze a little harder." She wanted to feel one of his old hugs so much. She knew she wouldn't get to feel it this time; he hadn't strengthened his embraced all that much after she had told him he could. At least he was close again, she could touch him, and her very last dregs of though that this was all a dream vanished from her mind.

They reluctantly released each a moment later. Wanda reached up and gently caressed his bandaged cheek. "That thing really did a number on you didn't it?"

Cosmo looked away. Compared to what Mance had done to him, he hadn't been able to do much damage to Mance at all. Timmy had been able to do more than him, even if it was because Timmy surprised him.

Wanda suspected as much, and said, "It doesn't matter. You're my hero."

A bright red blush appeared on Cosmo's cheeks at those words. Him? a hero? He smiled bashfully, not really sure if he deserved the compliment. Then he remembered his question for her, but he didn't know how to ask it. He couldn't speak after all.

Wanda noticed his expression going from embarrassed to worry. What was he worried about? "What's wrong Cosmo?"

Cosmo bit his lip, and, hoping that everything was okay, pressed his hand to her abdomen.

Wanda got the question loud and clear. "It's all right sweetie, I'm still pregnant." The biggest grin she'd ever appeared on his face. He hugged her again, still treating her like glass, but the love wasn't missed. "It would take a lot more then that to make me lose it," Wanda said, even though in her heart she knew that if she'd been there much longer, she would have lost it, and she herself probably wouldn't have survived either. "You came at the perfect time," she whispered.

Cosmo blushed again, and then leaned forward to give her a kiss.

"That's enough," Big Daddy interrupted.

Cosmo groaned and buried his face into Wanda's shoulder as Wanda exclaimed, "Daddy!"

"What?" Big Daddy asked. "He hasn't brushed his teeth anyway."

Wanda rolled her eyes and pulled her wand out from her bathrobe and gentle tapped Cosmo's lips. "There, now it's as if he just did," she said, daring her father to make a comeback.

Big Daddy grumbled and looked away.

Wanda giggled and turned back to Cosmo, accepting his tender kiss. She smiled when he pulled away. "I've missed those."

Cosmo grinned and gave her another kiss. He'd missed those too; he'd missed everything about her. Without Wanda, well, what was the point of him living? Only she had really been able to help him with his flaws, help him get through the bad times, and always forgave him for his mistakes. She had accepted him for who he was, something only a few other people had done, and none so much as Wanda. She was the most important person in the world to him, and he would do anything for her.

But she wouldn't be the only important person to him soon. The baby she carried would be the most precious thing he had. It would be completely reliant on him and Wanda for a long time.

How much longer until then? He couldn't remember anymore. All the time he had been looking for her he hadn't really considered the passage of time too much, it would have only made him worry more. But now that she was safe, right here next to him, holding his hands, they needed to know. But how would he ask this one?

"Cosmo?" Wanda asked, concerned. "Something's on your mind isn't it?"

Cosmo nodded and touched her abdomen, knowing it would help in what he wanted to ask.

"Something about the baby?" she asked. Cosmo nodded, "You know honey, I honestly don't know much more than I did when I first found out. The next time Dr. Wells stops by we should ask him."

"He told us that blood tests came back just fine," Big Daddy said. "He said you about three months along now."

"Does that answer your question Cosmo?" Wanda asked.

Cosmo nodded. It did, sort of. Knowing how far she was now should be able to help him figure it out on his own. (Let's see,)he thought. (Wanda said it would take nine months for the baby to come. It she's three months now, that means nine minus three is…)He thought very hard, math, like most other subjects that involved complex thought, were always and forever something he would never fully grasp. But nine minus three was a simple problem; he should be about to figure that out.

"Six Cosmo," Wanda said.

Cosmo blinked, and then scowled at his wife in a defeated manor that he knew wouldn't make her think he was mad her. Despite that, how had she known what he was trying to figure out?

"I felt your fingers moving," Wanda said. "You always use them when you're counting, so I figured you were trying to figure out how much time I had left."

Cosmo nodded, smiling, and wrapped his arms around her again in a loving hug. (Six months,)he thought. (That's still a long time.)

"Six months isn't all that much time Cosmo," Wanda said, practically reading his thoughts. "There's still a lot to do, and we can't do any of it until we're out of the hospital."

Cosmo looked upset, it was bad enough that he'd missed some time her pregnancy, and now that he knew that the time they had left wouldn't be very long at all, he felt like he'd been cheated somehow.

"Nine months is never enough time to get ready for a kid," Big Daddy said. "It might be long enough for the baby, but never long enough for the parents to get everything done. There will always be something you realize isn't finished when it comes, and there won't be anything you can do about it."

"Don't scare him Daddy," Wanda said as she felt Cosmo stiffen in worry. "Everything's going to be fine Cosmo, you'll see. We'll manage." She gently kissed his bandaged forehead and felt him relax.

"Ready to go for a walk Cosmo?" Dr. Wells asked as he poked his head inside the room.

Cosmo sighed, he didn't want to leave Wanda's side, he was afraid if he did she wouldn't be here when he came back. That's how it had happened last time.

"I'll be all right sweetie," Wanda said, reading his facial expression as if it were written in words. "Big Daddy, Timmy and Blonda are here to keep an eye on me. Nothing's going to happen, I promise." She caressed Cosmo cheek reassuringly and gave him a kiss. "Go on silly, the sooner you go out the sooner you can come back."

Cosmo nodded and rose slowly to his feet. He gave her one last kiss before letting Mama Cosma and Alonzo lead him out of the room.

Wanda sighed and leaned back against her pillows, feeling tired. She hadn't wanted Cosmo to leave, and part of her wanted to go with him, but her body was still too weak, and her chances of losing the baby if she got up and moved around too soon were very high. She did not want that to happened; not after everything she'd been through, and not after Cosmo had shown such care and concern for the baby a few minutes ago.

She realized something suddenly, something completely different from what she had been thinking about before, but it was still very important, something she needed to talk to Big Daddy about. "Daddy, I need to talk to you, alone."

Blonda and Timmy exchanged questioning glances, but rose and left the room without saying a word.

"What's the matter sweetie?" Big Daddy asked.

Wanda sat up carefully. "Daddy, do you still hate Cosmo?"

Big Daddy was quiet for a minute. "Wanda honey, you know I don't think there's anyone out in this world who's good enough for you or Blonda, and Cosmo would have been one of the last people I would have wanted to see you with. But that wasn't my decision, it was yours."

"But Daddy how can you still not accept him?" Wanda asked. "He saved my life."

"And let you get caught in the first place," Big Daddy pointed out. "Nor did he tell me about what was happening."

"He didn't want you to kill him," Wanda retorted. "Daddy if it weren't for him you wouldn't be getting a grandchild."

"Don't remind me!" Big Daddy exclaimed. "That is the last thing I want to think about.

Wanda shook her head. "Daddy, if Cosmo had been a day later than he was when he found me, I probably wouldn't by here with you right now. I was dying in that cell, and it was the sight of Cosmo that made me hold on and get out of there. What would you rather have: him for a son-in-law, or one less daughter!?" She gasped and held her abdomen and nausea and light-headedness threatened.

"Wanda relax," Big Daddy said as he got to his feet and set his hands on her shoulders. "Lay back down now sweetie."

Wanda locked eyes with her father, oblivious of the tears in her eyes. "What else does he have to do to prove that he loves me? What else Daddy? What else do he have to do to get you to accept him?!" She swallowed hard to keep her nausea from surfacing. Suddenly she felt someone grasp her hand, and it wasn't her father. She looked up to see that Cosmo had returned, a look of pure concern on his face. "C-Cosmo?"

Cosmo wiped her tears away and gently got her to lie back down. He had felt her distress and had come back as fast as his battered body would allow him to move. He had completely ignored Big Daddy, all he wanted to do was help Wanda, make her feel better.

"Well Daddy?" Wanda asked after a few tense, but quiet minutes.

Big Daddy looked at Cosmo, whom was still completely ignoring him and focusing on Wanda. What else could he do? It was plainly obvious that he loved her, he had saved her life and in turn had been severely injured. But even with those injuries, he hadn't hesitated to help her, and he'd somehow known she was distressed when he hadn't even been in the room with her. Big Daddy sighed. "Wanda, as usual, you're right," he said, looking back down at her. He looked back at Cosmo and held out his right hand to him. "Thanks kid, you did save her life."

Cosmo looked a little stunned, but managed to recover quickly and accept Big Daddy's handshake.

Wanda smiled, "Thanks Daddy."

"Yeah, yeah," Big Daddy muttered. "Just listen here kid," he said to Cosmo. "If anything ever happens to Wanda again, you come and tell me right away." Cosmo had a scared look on his face. "I promise I won't kill you. Besides, it wouldn't look very good if I killed my grandchild's father." He shrugged.

Cosmo smiled and nodded, he would do that for Big Daddy. He sat down next to Wanda and gently stroked the top of her hand.

She smiled at him before closing her eyes, drifting off to sleep with good thoughts and feelings in her heart.

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Author's Note: Aww, isn't Cosmo's one-track mind adorable? I think he's going to be a great dad, don't you guys? Hmm, don't have anything else to say about this chapter. I'll try and finish the next chapter soon, as long as I don't get caught up in another complicated fanart. Review me and tell me what you think!