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Month Three

The "Flu" had lasted at least four more weeks. MJ tried to push through it, though. She had an internship and school that she needed to get caught up on. Peter was obviously worried. She tried avoiding everyone, so they wouldn't have to worry about her. Tony, Pepper, her friends at school, and even Peter at times.

It was Peter who suggested that they should have dinner with May and Happy later that night. He called her up and it was a date. MJ suspected it was because May was a nurse. It didn't seem like it had occurred to him that they could be pregnant. And MJ was certain that wasn't it, either. The test had ready negative anyways.

"Hey, you two!" May exclaimed, upon opening the door, "Come on in. Haven't seen you guys since the wedding. I guess that you've been extremely busy."

"Come on, May. Not you too," Peter wined. The couple came inside.

She grinned. "Tony's already beaten me to it?"

The three of them found Happy in the kitchen, reading the paper. May began serving the lasagna onto plates. Just the smell of it made MJ want to lurch. She tried to control herself. Taking deep breaths through her mouth and rubbing her stomach. Once May began putting the plates on the table, she couldn't handle it anymore. She rushed to the toilet.

Much like Game Night last month, May knocked on the door. "MJ, are you okay in there?"

She opened the door for the older woman. "Just peachy."

"Oh, honey." May sat on the floor. "Peter's told me all about it. Have you taken a pregnancy test?" "Yes, but it was negative. I'm not." She took a deep breath.

"The test can be deceiving. Let's take another one, okay?"

MJ nodded. May excused herself from the party, leaving Peter to make awkward small talk with Happy. She came back from the drug store a few minutes later with a box of pregnancy tests. She was able to hide them from the men. Though, Peter did look at the bag in his aunt's hands strangely. May snuck them into the bathroom and handed them to MJ.

Five more minutes past. She could hear May telling Peter to stay back. Her phone went off. MJ grabbed the test.

Positive.

She was pregnant.

MJ was going to be a mom.

Peter was going to be a dad.

Oh, gosh.

She screamed.

Peter began twisting the doorknob, trying to get in. MJ was too shocked to move. She could hear his voice, begging her to open the door. All she could do was hold the test in her hand. That little stick that told her what her future was right then. It told her that she was a mom. MJ felt little tears trickling down her cheeks. She beamed. They were going to be parents.

She came to her senses and opened the door. Peter fell on the ground out of desperation. May and Happy were behind him. May's face painted a picture of comfort. MJ held the test up.

"I'm pregnant."

Silence, then,

"YOU'RE PREGNANT!" Peter shouted. May and Happy both shushed him. "Oh my, gosh, Dahlia! We're pregnant! You're gonna be a great mom! And I'm gonna be a dad!" He squeezed her. "Oh my gosh."

"Clam down, loser." But MJ was beaming.

"This calls for a celebration!" Happy announced, "I'm picking up a cake. Be right back."

"Wait, you aren't supposed to be eating sugar, babe," scolded May, her hand on his shoulder.

"Come on. We need to celebrate this." He gestured to the other couple.

She considered it. "Fine, just this once."

He returned with a giant cake with "Congrats!" on it. They spent the rest of the night talking about baby names and making an appointment. MJ wanted May to be her obstetrician. The lasagna was left, forgotten. May scolded Happy for having another slice of cake. MJ decided to play it safe and not have any.

Later that night, the couple laid in bed. MJ couldn't sleep. After missing dinner, she was suddenly starving. Hoping that Peter wouldn't wake up, she tiptoed into the kitchen. MJ took out the box of Oreos that Peter thought that she didn't know about and began munching on them.

"Em?" Peter asked, wondering into the kitchen.

MJ jumped. Turning around, slowly, she found her husband still in his pjs. Rubbing his eyes. Peter looked at the Oreo at her hand, then back at her. MJ shrugged.

"If you're going to eat my emergency Oreos at three in the morning, you could at least invite me to do it with you," Peter mumbled, taking an Oreo from the box.

"Sorry, dork. I'll remember that next time."

The next morning, they had their first appointment with May. MJ would be lying if she said that she wasn't nervous. She was. Very much. She couldn't stop touching her stomach. MJ was still exhausted after not getting much sleep. After they finished their snack, Peter fell asleep pretty quickly. She did a little research. Wondering about the pregnancy myths that she had heard. There was only so much that MJ remembered from sex-ed in middle school. Turned out, there was a lot more that she could be nervous about.

As they walked into the hospital that May worked at, Peter squeezed her hand. MJ could tell that he was just as nervous as her. If not more. They only had to wait for a few more minutes before May called them in. She seemed so calm. But, MJ had to remind herself that she had done this thousands of times before.

They were able to get through everything that they needed to do within an hour. At the end of the appointment, May announced that they could hear the baby's heartbeat. Peter lit up immediately. MJ was still concerned about if something was wrong.

Thump Thump Thump

That was their baby. May was grinning from her seat. MJ's eyes filled with tears. MJ, who everyone called sarcastic, cold, and unwelcoming was crying over hearing the sound of her baby's heartbeat. Peter was sobbing and squeezing her hand.

And in that moment, everything was absolutely perfect.

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