Chapter 11: Telling Hunter
I haven't updated in so long, and I'm really sorry! Luckily I only had math homework, so I can devote the rest of my afternoon to this story. Well, the big Election Day has come at last. The streets are deserted, and everyone seems to be on edge. I unfortunately am not old enough to vote yet (a little over a year left until I can!), but hopefully if you can vote you went out there and voted for the right candidate (cough:Kerry:cough). But that's just my opinion. I have a feeling the president won't be chosen until next month, though. Um, not much more going on. Enjoy the new chapter!
JadeMoon
Morgan's POV
I stood in front of Hunter, trying to work up the courage to tell him that I was pregnant. I knew he would come home early after my phone call, but I hadn't been preparing to tell him. Hunter was staring at me expectantly, and I led him to the couch. I pulled him down onto it and sat down myself.
I cleared my throat and tried to speak, but no words were coming out. I looked down at the floor, deciding to delay this. "Morgan, come on," Hunter urged.
"You're not going to like it," I whispered.
"What is it, Morgan? Are you sick, did you lose our job, are you pregnant? What?" I couldn't help but gasp when he said 'pregnant.' I nodded miserably. "Which one is it?" Hunter asked.
"I'm pregnant," I whispered, sounding defeated. I glanced at Hunter and saw his jaw drop. He leaned back against the couch, his mouth still hanging open. He sat like that for almost a full minute. "Please say something," I begged.
Hunter shook his head and asked, "How? We did conception spells and everything. There's NO WAY this could have happened. NO WAY."
I felt tears well up in my eyes. He didn't want the child. Neither did I. Not now, anyway. "I can't offer up an explanation, Hunter. Are we keeping it or what?" My voice sounded harsh. But I couldn't help it.
"Morgan, we're keeping it. A child is a gift of the Goddess. If she didn't think we were responsible enough, then you wouldn't be pregnant now. Is it a girl or a boy?"
"A girl," I said. "Moira." Hunter nodded and leaned forward, burying his face in his hands.
"I'm not ready for this." He removed his hands and sighed. "I'm not ready, but I'm happy. We can get married sooner. And buy a house or a bigger apartment."
"Are you really happy, Hunter? Cuz I'm not. Not yet, anyway."
"Morgan, we can't despair. We may not be ready yet, but we will be. We aren't two kids anymore."
"Yes, we are!" I exclaimed. "I'm only twenty-one, and you're twenty-three! We aren't old enough."
"Morgan, we'll be fine. And no way are you getting an abortion. This child was fated. Maybe you are supposed to have her young. She's a gift, Morgan."
I sighed heavily. "What are my parents going to think?" Hunter laughed and pulled me in for a hug.
"They'll accept it. Don't worry."
"I don't think I can raise a kid without help from my mom." Hunter laughed again, and I couldn't help but smile.
"All of our dreams are coming true, Morgan. Just a little earlier than expected." I relaxed in Hunter's arms for a few minutes before I remembered his trip.
"What happened in Waterford, Hunter?"
"That's not important now. We should make phone calls and tell everyone about Moira. Are you up to it?"
I nodded. "I already told Bree. She helped give me the courage to tell you. She can't keep a secret too well, so I bet everyone from Kithic knows about Moira."
"Well," Hunter said, "maybe not. Let's call and find out." Just as Hunter reached for the phone, it began ringing shrilly. He frowned slightly and picked it up. "Hello? Yes. Hold on. It's Killian," he said, handing the phone to me.
"Killian?"
"Hic. Hello, sis! Hic. I have some news. I'm getting married!"
My mouth fell open like Hunter's had. "What?! Killian, are you drunk?"
"Maybe a little, sis. But aren't you happy? Hic. I'm getting married! Hic."
I smiled slightly. "And who is the lucky girl?"
"Raven."
I pulled the phone away from my ear and stared at it. "Are you serious?" I asked.
Killian laughed. "No, of course not, sis. I haven't seen Raven in years. Her name is Marnie. She's American. I met her about a year ago, and we've been dating ever since."
"Why didn't you ever tell me about her?" I demanded.
"Things were getting serious, and I didn't want to tell anyone about it in case the relationship got jinxed or something. So that's that. No definite plans have been made, but I'll call with more info. You know, sis, you're the first person I called."
I couldn't help but feel touched. "Thanks Killian, and congratulations. Now I have some news for you. Hunter and I are getting married. And we're expecting a child."
"Wow, Morgan. That's some news. Couldn't just settle for marriage, huh?"
"Funny, Killian. So I'll have to call you with plans as well. Take care, Killian."
"Hic. Bye, sis!"
"That was Killian?" Hunter asked when I hung up.
"Yeah, he's getting married to an American girl named Marnie. I never knew about her. He'll call back in a few weeks, probably. I should make some phone calls back home to Widow's Vale."
"Okay, love. I'm going to do some shopping. And I'm thrilled about Moira. I really am." Hunter grinned and departed. As I dialed home, I couldn't help but feel excited about Moira, too.
AN: Did anyone predict Hunter's reaction? Probably, since he's a good guy and would of course accept Moira. Review, please!