Evie looked down at her hands, then back up at Zsasz. He looked shocked. Surprised.
"You might be pregnant?" He asked. Evie nodded, bracing herself for his anger.
Anger that never appeared.
Zsasz stood and left the bathroom. Evie just sat where she was, too exhausted emotionally, mentally and physically to do anything.
After a few minutes Zsasz came back into the bathroom. He walked over to her and sat down next to her before looking at her.
"We need to get tests," He said. Evie looked over at him. His emotions were hidden from view and she found herself feeling very anxious.
No. Not anxious.
Sick to her stomach.
She turned back to the toilet.
Zsasz and His Zombie walked into the drug store quietly before looking around. There were too many goddamn aisles. Where the fuck were the pregnancy tests? Evelyn must have been thinking the same thing because she pulled him over to the cashier.
"Um, c-could you tell me where the pregnancy tests are located?" She asked quietly. The cashier nodded and smiled.
"They're in aisle sixteen, up by the pharmacy. If you have any questions, just ask one of the pharmacists. They'll be happy to help," The young girl said quietly. His Zombie smiled gratefully and they walked towards aisle sixteen.
The two stood there for what seemed like forever, just staring at the different tests. Zsasz was starting to feel slightly uncomfortable.
"Why are there so many different kinds?" He asked quietly. Evelyn glanced up at him for a moment before looking back at the tests.
"Pregnancy is an easy thing to profit from. It's always going to happen. If you want to make a profit, go into the birth control, baby item, and pregnancy test business," Evelyn said. She reached her hand out and grabbed two boxes of the test closest to her. "Let's just get these," His Zombie said quietly. "No point in just putting off knowing the truth."
Zsasz nodded and they walked back to the cashier.
"Did you find 'em okay?" The girl asked, scanning the items. Evelyn nodded. "Would you like for me to put these in a bag?" She asked.
"Yes. Please," Evelyn said. The girl smiled and slid the boxes into a bag.
"Alright, so it's $24.76," She said. She slid the bag over to Evelyn and Zsasz handed her twenty-five dollars. She gave him his change and said, "Would you like your receipt?"
"No," Zsasz said. The girl nodded.
"Have a nice day," She said. Zsasz nodded.
"You too," Evelyn told her.
The two quickly left the store and he pulled Evelyn along the streets.
"When did you start thinking you were pregnant?" Zsasz asked, looking down at his Zombie as they were walking. The plastic bag was swinging in her hands.
"The day before we left through the fire escape. I took Margaret from work to get tests with me, but I didn't end up reading them because you called."
"You weren't going to bring me with you to take the tests?" Zsasz asked, a little hurt that she hadn't thought to include her boyfriend in this.
"Well, I wasn't sure if Harrison Vale would want a kid," Evelyn said snappishly. "And I was freaking out a little bit about the fact that I might be pregnant!" Zsasz sighed.
The walk back to the hotel was spent in silence.
Zsasz had pulled a chair into the bathroom so he could sit there while his Zombie took the pregnancy tests. Evelyn sat on the lid of the toilet and stared at the boxes. She was thinking.
"What are you thinking about, Evelyn?" Zsasz asked. Evelyn sighed shakily before looking up at him.
"I'm scared," She said.
"What about?" He asked.
"What if I'm pregnant?" Evelyn asked. "What happens then? My baby grows up with a psychotic serial killer for a father and a waitress for a mother?" She asked. One of her legs were bouncing and her hands were constantly rubbing at her face. "How do I raise it? Will I be a good mother?"
"I don't know how to answer those questions, Evelyn," He said. "You'll only find out when it happens."
"You'll only find out when it happens," He said. Evie sighed.
"That's not good enough," She whispered. "I can't just- I need answers, I need facts. I need to know."
"Well," Zsasz said. Evie watched as he walked closer to her and knelt by her. "The only way you'll start to know is if you take those tests." Evie nodded and sighed. God. If only he really was Harrison. She sighed and looked down into his eyes. He seemed to know exactly what she needed because he pushed himself up on his knees and pressed his mouth against hers. She pushed her lips back against his and closed her eyes. It might have been wrong, but she just needed to feel like she was back to her normal life before she took those fucking tests. She slowly tangled her hands in his hair and moved her lips with his. She could feel his hands on her knees. Soon they slowly traveled up her legs to her thighs. He gripped her legs firmly as the kiss turned rougher. As he demanded more.
Evie quickly let go of his head and pushed on his chest to get him to stop.
He pulled away, but didn't remove his hands. She could tell he was watching her eyes. His tongue darted out to lick his lips, wetting them and seemingly trying to see if he could still taste Evie's lips on his own, even though they had stopped kissing.
"I need to take the tests," Evie said quietly. Her hands were resting on Zsasz's chest.
He nodded and moved away from her, walking back to the chair he had brought in. Evie managed to rip open the boxes and looked at the instructions. Wait, instructions?
"So, it's not as easy as just peeing on a stick and waiting a few minutes? There's actually fucking instructions?" Evie asked. She sighed before following the instructions.
"How long until we know?" Zsasz asked.
"It says five minutes," Evie told him, looking at the box. She was taking deep breaths to calm herself.
Zsasz watched Evelyn as they waited. She was quivering and kept glancing around the room, as if the key to the answer was anywhere but the test. She was taking deep breaths to calm herself, but it was obvious it wasn't working. She was jittery.
Finally she stood and started pacing.
Her movements were starting to annoy him. Didn't she know he was just as nervous? If she was pregnant, he'd never be able to see the child. If he got caught, they'd never let her visit. If he managed to escape, they'd immediately have police on them, so he wouldn't be able to see them then, either. If she was pregnant.
If she was pregnant he was going to be a father.
"Is it time yet?" Evelyn asked.
"No," He told her. She nodded and went back to pacing.
"Is it time yet?" She asked again, looking up at him. He shook his head. She sighed and crossed her arms before plopping back down on the lid of the toilet. She waited another minute. "Is it-"
"Yes, it's time," Zsasz told her. Evelyn sighed, glancing over at the tests. He walked over to her and she grabbed one of the tests. He looked over her shoulder at the result.
"What does the smiley face mean?" He asked. Evelyn took in a shaky breath.
"I think," She stopped talking for a moment to take another deep breath. "I think that means I'm pregnant."
A/N: Alright, I'm tired and its hot, so lets just get started, 'kay?
{Edit: Sorry if I sounded mean. Was really tired when I wrote the replies and when I'm tired, I get cranky and whiny and it ain't fun.}
AssassinaCreedFAN:
Yes, Edward, you're very charming, but I just got up, am still tired, and am very cranky so just close your lips. 'Kay?
Happy that you enjoy the story, yadda yadda blah blah, keep reading blah blah. Hope you like this one.
Bye.
Erik-is-my-angel1234:
Ils disent «Salut», mais ils ne vous aiment pas en arrière. Je pense Scarecrow / Jonathan atteignent pour leurs bouteilles de gaz de la peur, alors je prends du recul un moment si je devais-
* Spritz *
Merde. Pourquoi avez-vous besoin de son spray?
Jonathan: Parce que nous le pouvions.
Scarecrow: Parce que nous voulons entendre son cri.
Je suis entouré par psychotique et mauvais génies idiotes.
Eh bien, si tu peux m'entendre sur le son de tes cris, j'espère que vous avez aimé le chapitre.
Adieu.
DevilToBeLoved:
Ah, yes, but Zsasz isn't a normal human being, is he? No, no, no. Nope. Nosirree Bob. So yeah, this isn't going to be going about in a normal way.
I make your heart ache? Hopefully it's in a good way!
Oh, and sorry for abusing you guys yesterday and not putting up a chapter. In my defense, I was being lazy. Laziness trumps all.
KMN-91:
There shall be no hunting of the great and mighty Zsasz! For without him, there would be no story! None at all, nope, no no no no no. None. Zip zero zilch.
Oh, did I mention I get loopy when I'm tired/cranky/havethedayoff?
I'll keep writing, Pookie.
Hell's-FunnyHome:
...Oh My Zsasz. It's Jack/Joker! ILYSMIH! Meh, too lazy to actually write out the words.
You can contemplate what will happen all you want, I reveal no secrets! Shhhhhhhhhhh!
Two Major Events, YAY!
Oh Joker, Joker, Joker.
Harley: PUDDIN'! I LOVE YOU! * Attack Hugs the Joker *
Oh dear Lord. Have fun cleaning her brain up off of the floor.
Eddy, Out!
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