Oh hey, guess who couldn't put down the keyboard now that we're finally at a really fun chapter lol let's get to it!
Song Suggestion: Christmas in June by AJR
Disclaimer: I own nothing, RE belongs to CapCom I just write cringey fanfic because I want their characters to have something that makes them happy after all the trauma they have to go through ovq/
"Hyah!" Rose says as she tries to kick the punching back only to fall back and land on her rear.
"You almost had it that time," Emma says with a smile as she helps Rose get back up.
"You got this Rose," Chris says as he keeps a hand on her back this time. "try again."
Rose pouts a bit since she hadn't gotten it yet and it had been 5 forevers... so roughly 40 minutes.
"I can't do it," Rose says frustrated in return.
"It's your first day Rosey. It's gonna be a bit difficult at first but if you keep it up you'll get really good at it," Emma offers as encouragement.
Rose stares at the bag. What if she never figured it out... one more try. Rose nods and moves to try again but this time she stayed standing thanks to Chris supporting her.
Roses stares in surprise as she realizes she didn't fall down this time. "I did it!" she cheers happily while giggling.
"You did! good job," Emma replied which caused the child to happily dance around in celebration.
"I did it, I did it~" she sang which caused Chris to smile.
"Did you want to try again?" he asks which causes the child to look at him and nod.
"yeah!" she agrees. One more time just to make sure it wasn't luck.
"Go for it," Chris replies and the child stares at the bag with renewed determination. Chris keeps his hand at the ready to catch her again if needed but keeps a bit of distance this time.
"Hyah!" Rose say which was very exaggerated for the less than form perfect kick to the bag but once more she stayed upright.
He kinda figured that might be the case. She kept falling because she already assumed she would and she was preparing to fall more than she was trying to kick the bag. all she needed was the nudge to stay on her feet.
"Hyah! Hyah! "Hyah!" she laughed between each attempted kick even if they didn't make contact with the bag all the same as she tried to be like her Chris and Emma.
Emma tries really hard not to laugh at the tiny display. She was trying so hard. "You're doing so good," Emma encouraged.
The praise caused the child to smile all the more as she hugged the punching bag instead. "I got it, now it can't getta way."
"And Rosey saves the day," Emma says as she plays along causing Rose to laugh.
"And that," Chris says as he watched the whole thing with a content smile "seems like a good time to say it's bedtime."
"10 more minutes?" Rose asks hopefully as she looks over to Chris.
"No," Chris replies unmoved by the pleading face.
"5?" Rose asks in an attempt to negotiate.
"No," Chris replies once more though an amused smile starts to break the neutral one that he was trying to hold.
Rose picks up on that pretty quickly. "... 5 and a half?" she asks with a giggle.
"Rose," Chris says while forcing a frown.
"The sooner you go to bed, the sooner tomorrow starts. which is one more day for a sticker," Emma points out. "And tomorrow is Friday, so if you're good,"
"I'll have 7 stickers?" Rose hopefully asks in an attempt to finish the statement.
"Yep," Emma confirms with a nod. the child was a bit conflicted but after a few seconds she let go of the punching bag and hurried over to the stairs.
"I'm gonna go to bed now," she says which causes Chris to laugh a bit and shake his head. He waits until Rose is out of earshot. "you know those stickers aren't going to work forever." he points out as he moves to stand up.
"I know," Emma says in return as she shifts to get up as well only to make a face. that was less than pleasant.
"How are you feeling?" Chris asks with concerned curiosity. it was odd for her to not want to train so she must be feeling pretty rough.
"A bit punky still but, hopefully, a bit of sleep will help," Emma says in return.
"Just try and keep an eye on it," Chris says as they start making their way to the stairs. "If you're getting sick you should see a doctor."
"Oh really, mister suffers through any cold without taking medicine until he's an absolute mess," Emma points out in return with an amused smile as she followed him up the stairs to the main floor of the house.
"Hey treat the problem, not the symptom. Sometimes you gotta wait to figure out what the problem is," he says with a shrug.
"And maybe that's what I'm doing," Emma points out as she nudges him.
Alright, she got him there. "It's been a few days now." Chris rebuttals, there was waiting to figure out what's wrong but this was getting closer to ignoring the problem.
"Then it's probably almost done," she points out. "Colds like to linger sometimes."
He was about to push back a bit but instead, he was cut off by shouting from the second floor. "I'm ready for a bedtime story." Rose loudly announces in case her caretakers forgot.
"Rock, paper, scissors?" Emma suggests while holding up her hands to show she was ready to play the quick game to decide who was going to read the story for the night.
"Nah, I'll do it. Go get some rest," Chris says instead.
Emma nods in response and heads upstairs with Chris before heading back to their room to get some rest.
'*'*'*'*'
Almost two weeks had passed since then. Rose continued to join Chris and Emma on Thursdays to practice self-defense. It meant giving up a bit more of their time alone but to be honest she kinda didn't mind Rose taking her place for the lessons at the moment. Sleeping did not end up helping as much as Emma had hoped, she still felt groggy, bloated, and gross. Morning arrived and she immediately moved to cover her mouth and nose. She knew they didn't exactly smell fresh as daisies first thing in the morning but for some reason, the smell really bothered her stomach today.
She tried waiting to see if it would pass but instead, it got worse. Oh gosh, she was going to puke. With that realization made she quickly moved to hurry over to the master bathroom.
The quick movement and generally unpleasant symphony of sounds from the bathroom were enough to get Chris to wake up. It took him a second to process what happened but once it clicked that something was wrong he got out of bed to check on Emma to find her kneeling by the toilet. he moves to kneel next to her and get her hair out of the way as the gagging continued.
"You have been pushing yourself too hard lately," Chris says with a concerned frown. "You weren't feeling well yesterday either, You need rest." She needed a doctor... she was getting worse.
"I think," she paused to wait for a second for a wave of nausea to pass. "I think I'm gonna call in sick for the day," she says while shaking a bit. this was extremely unpleasant. when was the last time she felt this sick...
"Good," He says feeling a bit relieved that she was finally going to try and rest. He waits with her for a bit before helping her back to bed and sets up the trash can next to the edge of the bed. "I'll take care of Rose and Duke for the morning," he says and gives her a peck on the forehead... no fever. weird. "Get a bit of rest then go see a doctor okay?"
Emma nods in return as she reaches over to grab her phone.
Wednesday, March 17th, 6:52AM
She took a breath to prepare herself for having to talk and called her boss to let him know she needed to take a sick day. Once that was done she put the phone back down and fell asleep. by the time she woke up, it was 10 in the morning and Duke was curled up next to her, watching her with big doughy eyes. "Aw, hey Duke. Are you worried about me too?" she asks with a chuckle before moving to pet the dog on the head only for him to reach out and try to pet her arm in return. "cute." she says amused before shifting to get up only for the dog to nuzzle closer to her. "You have been really cuddly lately." she says and shakes her head as she gently gets out of bed to try and avoid upsetting her stomach.
She picks up her phone from the nightstand and makes her way down the stairs of the otherwise unoccupied house and over to the kitchen. She needed to eat something... what sounded good. Eggs were a solid no. Just the idea of it made her feel gross. Even cereal sounded gross. Toast? No. The thought of anything potentially burning was off-putting and the toaster was too finicky.
She had to eat something. She dug around and got the milk out of the fridge. That sounded palatable. Okay. Raw/unprocessed food was sounded good. Um. She pulled out a bag of frozen corn from the fridge and looked between that and the milk... Well. Most cereals were just processed corn. Corn puffs, corn flakes, and the like. That might work. She put the frozen corn in a bowl and put a bit of milk over that before getting a spoon and moving to sit on the couch. It had the same crunch as cereal too.
"So good," Emma says happily as she was mostly just grateful that the food, if you could even call it that, was staying down. She was actually starting to feel a bit better too. Well. Better than this morning. She still felt bloated but she might just need to take some medicine for that. Growing up sucked.
Chris kept checking the time as he worked. 9. 10. 11. Noon. 1. 2. he was starting to worry since he hadn't heard anything from Emma. He shifts to get his phone from his pocket again and checks. still nothing.
[Chris] Hey. How are you doing?
[Emma] Feeling better already
[Chris] Did the doctor give you some medicine?
[Emma] Nah, didn't end up going. I've been able to keep down my food so I think whatever it is has passed.
Chris stares at the message with an annoyed expression. Just being able to keep down a single meal didn't mean she was healthy. Considering how much of a hard time she'd give him about how he'd act when he had a cold she wasn't doing much better. He closes out of the message and taps at his phone a bit. He didn't want to do this but she forced his hand.
Emma was relaxing on the couch, cocooned in a throw blanket and waiting for another text for Chris when her phone started to ring.
INCOMING CALL - [CHEL]
"oh no," Emma says while staring at the screen. It took a second but she did end up answering. "Hello?"
"Why the hell did I get a text from Chris saying you're not taking care of yourself?" Chelsea asks in a well recognizable 'disappointed mom' tone. "Are you sick?"
"I was this morning but I'm fine now," Emma replies with a slight wince. "Honest to goodness I probably just ate something bad last night. I had a raw breakfast and I'm already feeling much better."
"a what now?" Chelsea asks confused.
"You know. Like a raw diet. Stuff that isn't cooked?" Emma replies "I have a bowl of frozen corn with some milk and that stayed down. whatever it was it's done now. there's some cucumber and zucchini in the fridge. I might have those for lunch." maybe she could put some vinegar on the cucumber...
"Uhuh..." Chelsea says with quiet contemplation. That 'breakfast' sounded disgusting and thanks to that explanation it caused a lightbulb to go off. "... Not to pry but. when was your last shark week?" Chelsea says with a note of suspicion in her tone.
"pretty sure they only do that once a year in jul-" Emma starts.
"Your last cycle," Chelsea says annoyed.
"Oh..." she actually had to think about that which was a problem in and of itsel- shit. "December?" Emma says with a nervous smile as she could pretty quickly tell where this was going. She didn't really track that. she was vaguely aware of a schedule but it's not like she kept a record so it kinda slipped her mind with everything that's been going on.
"GIRL! It is almost the end of MARCH!" Chelsea says as she moves to hold her face. "Get your ass over to a drug store and get a test or so help me I will drive down there and watch you like a hawk until you do."
"... Maybe it's just early menopause?" Emma suggests in return.
"That's it I'm getting my keys," Chelsea says in response with a very 'done' tone.
"nonono, okay okay, you win, I'll go," Emma confirmed. If she was being completely honest the grogginess was just making it so she didn't want to get out of her pajamas because they were comfy and the bloating was making them a bit tight. She was sticking with the bloated story for now dang it.
A sigh of relief could be heard in response."Get two, and make sure they're different brands. If they end up conflicting just see a doctor," Chelsea says having a bit more experience with this having had 3 kids already. "Call me after."
"Alright, I'll call you back in a bit. this might take a while." Emma says as she gets up to go to her room and get changed.
"I'll be here," Chelsea confirms.
'*'*'*'*'
5 pm rolled around and still nothing. "Alright guys, I'm calling it early. I need to get home."
"by early you mean on time," Lobo points out with a snicker.
"Not a problem man, see you tomorrow," Night howl replies and the others join in with their own Seeya's and bye's.
Chris picked up Rose for once rather than waiting for her to get dropped off at the gym and started making his way home. He tried calling to see if she wanted him to pick up some take out only for it to go to voice mail. He tried not to worry more as he tapped his thumb against the steering wheel. normally he'd have a smoke but he rose in the car and that just wasn't safe to expose her to that.
Instead he focused on getting home as quickly as possible. he parks the car in the garage and helps Rose out of her seat. "Remember, Emma's not feeling good so no shouting okay?"
"Okay," Rose replies with a nod. Poor Emma... She tip toed over to the door behind Chris, trying to be as quiet as possible.
Chris opened the door for them to head inside.
"Oh gosh, what do I do?" He heard Emma say in a panicked tone.
What? he was half ready to hurry over when he heard her continue to speak.
"I mean what am I going to tell Chris?" Emma says which causes him to pause. "No it's not simple." she says though no response was heard. She was on the phone?
He motions for Rose to be quiet as he sneaks to peak around the corner and sees Emma pacing around while on the phone. Well she at least changed. maybe she went to the doctor after all. Was it bad news?
"It's not funny," Emma says annoyed. another pause. "Oh yeah sure that's a great idea. Hey! hope you don't plan on sleeping well for a while cause guess what? you're a father now and we're going to get to do the diaper phase all over again but it's going to last much longer this time! woohoo!" Emma says sarcastically.
Wha? he. fa-fath-er. hooo.
breathing. breathing. focus. He could feel the blood drain from his face from the shock of the blunt announcement he wasn't supposed to hear.
Ker-thump.
Emma looked around as she heard the thud. "what the-"
"Emma Chris fell down," Rose says as she hurries over to the man who was in the middle of a full reset.
Hearing that caused Emma to lean in order to look past the dining room table and see Chris had in fact fallen onto his back. "Oh god, Chris?!"
Chelsea was now in tears laughing. "Oh my god please tell me he was behind you."
"I gotta call you back," Emma says as her panic escalated and she quickly ditched the phone in favor of hurrying over.
"Chris?" Emma says as she moves to sit on the ground next to him. she pat his face and got a grumble in response but he didn't wake up.
Oh. okay um. did she call an ambulance? Okay, she should not have ditched the phone she still needed that. Was he allowed to see normal doctors? He had all that weird BSAA stuff going on. uh. She pats him down for his phone instead of going back for her own and wasting more time. After finding it she poked at the screen and started a call.
"Alpha?" Umber eye says a bit confused.
"Hi. Emma. So Chris fainted. is he allowed to go to a normal doctor?" She asks while still panicking.
"Fainted? Um yeah, that's fine. please hang up and call a doctor, and let me know if he's okay," Umber eye says very concerned and confused.
"Okay bye," Emma says and hangs up the call. She was halfway through dialing for help when Chris started to wake up.
He moved to hold his face. Ugh his head. what happened? did he trip?
"He's moving!" Rose announced as if Emma was not capable of seeing that herself.
"Chris? Are you okay?" she asks as she put a hand behind his head when she noticed him try to get up, in case he fell again.
"Fine," He says while trying to think it over. okay. he walked in. Emma was on the pho- OH. right.
"Are you able to stand?" Emma asks and he nods.
He accepts her help as they both stand back up. "Hey rose can you get the first aid kit from the bathroom?" Chris asks to try and get them some time.
"Okay! I can help," she confirmed before hurrying over to the stairs to complete her important assignment.
"I had a really weird dream," Chris says figuring maybe he just wasn't remembering that right.
"Mhm," Emma replies with a nervous smile. "what about?" Maybe he did dream while he was out.
How to bring that up. "Are you... are we?" he wasn't sure why but the words getting stuck in the back of his throat.
"Most likely yeah, the tests came back positive," Emma hesitantly amits as he moves to gently hold her. "The one says I'm potentially pretty far along already."
He laughs a bit at that and smiles widely. "Really?"
Wait... he was smiling? Was he excited? "You're not upset?" Emma asks surprised, she kinda expected he'd start panicking. They weren't in the best position to handle having a kid considering that rose was about as expensive as three kids with how quickly she was growing and going through clothes. Sure maybe if they were lucky they'd have a girl and they'd be able to reuse some of her baby clothes but even then. How were they going to manage this? Diapers, formula, where would they put a crib? they still had to figure out a wedding. were they even going to be able to do that now? would he be upset if they had to rush?
"Why would I be upset?" he asks with some confusion but it was hard to sound anything other than happy when he was smiling as much as he was.
"Well I mean you fainted so," She started off, listing that as exhibit A. "There's that and this wasn't what we had planned. We're already barely keeping up," she admits nervously only to get cut off as he kissed her. the gesture caused her to smile.
"We'll figure it out... we always do," he replied with a gentle smile. "We're going to be parents?" he quietly asks again as if it was still registering while a hand moved to rest closer to her stomach.
"Yeah," she says more confidently while smiling back now. Their family was growing faster than expected but seeing him smile made her excited too.
'*'*'*'*'
"Hey Alpha, wasn't sure if I was going to see you today," Umber eye says surprised as Chris made his way into the gym for training. "Emma called and said you fainted? How are you feeling?"
"Fine," He replies with a nod.
"Whoa, you what now?" Night howl says concerned. "should you be here? why aren't you resting?"
"It's nothing, I'm fine now honest," he says in return.
"Well, what happened?" Tundra asks figuring they'd be able to determine if they needed to kick his butt and drag him to an infirmary.
"Yeah, hard to imagine the 'mighty Alpha' having a blackout for no reason," Lobo teased figuring that might lighten the subject a bit.
how to say this. "The wolf pack is gaining a new pup in a few months."
it took a few seconds but it eventually clicked as excited shouts and laughs could be heard in response.
"Hey congrats man," Canine says "that's awesome."
"Are you guys excited?" Tundra asks figuring that was an important question. If they weren't then they probably shouldn't be celebrating.
"Yeah," he says with a slight smile.
"God an Alpha Junior, and here I thought one was bad enough," Lobo says with a snicker. " I can already hear the director crying."
"I'd actually prefer this stays quiet and doesn't leave this circle," Chris says in return.
"Makes sense," Umber eye replies with a nod. "Safer that way."
"Yeah," Chris replies with a nod.
"So when's the little Ass kicker joining the pack?" Night howl asks.
"Not sure. She's going to the doctor in a few days," Chris replies with a shrug.
the congratulations continued though they all repeatedly agree to help keep this off the BSAA's radar. Little did he know, that wasn't going to help.
Emma is [10] weeks pregnant
Ahahaha so google thinks I'm pregnant now after all the research I've had to do for this. I'm sure whatever FBI agent was assigned to stalking my data is very concerned at this point because I've jumped from searching if it's legal to pick up roadkill in new york for the Heisenberg story to pregnancy tests for this one. I would say thank you google for not judging me but my Youtube ads are clearly judging me.
Review Response:
starrat - Glad to hear that you enjoyed the chapter U next one is gonna be a doozy lol.