Scarier Than Aliens

She'd been feeling sick for weeks now. She'd put it down to stress at first, maybe a stomach bug, but it had reached a point where she could no longer ignore it.

She'd gone to a doctor in an out of the way town and given them a fake name. She never thought she'd miss the Shield medbay, but after having a random stranger without a government level background check examine her, she'd give anything for that room. Especially after what the doctor told her.

What was she going to do? What was she going to tell Nick? They'd never talked about anything like this cause she'd never thought it was a possibility. Everything she'd put her body through over the years working for Shield, she'd never even considered it.

But now… not only was it a possibility, it was their reality. No, it was her reality.

Nick was… he was her boss, her friend. And this thing they'd had going on was fun and just because it meant something more to her, just because he meant something more to her… Nick had always been clear about not forming attachments. Attachments were dangerous. Attachments got you killed.

And a baby… that was the biggest attachment of all.

Hill heard the front door of their safe house open and her heard started racing.

'Calm down,' she scolded herself, 'You've faced all kind of aliens and monsters and this is what scares you?'

"Hill?" Fury called.

"Here," she said.

He walked into the room and dropped a couple supply bags on the table.

"You alright?" she asked, "You're pretty pale. Getting sick?"

Hill stared at him, opening and closing her mouth a few times, desperately trying to think of something to say.

"Hill?" he prodded.

"I, um… Nick, I'm…" she trailed off, mentally kicking herself.

"You're… what?"

"Pregnant," she finally said and his face dropped. Clearly he hadn't been expecting that.

"What?" he asked.

"I'm… pregnant," she said.

"You're sure?" he stared at her.

She reached into her pocket and pulled out the ultrasound photo the doctor had given her earlier that day. Nick looked at it for a moment before he turned and left without another word.

Hill stare at the door he'd left through, swallowing her and blinking back tears. She wouldn't cry over this; she wouldn't cry over Nick Fury.

She sunk down at the table and tried to come up with a plan, but no matter how long she sat there, her brain wouldn't focus long enough to come up with anything workable. She put her head down on the table and closed her eyes, groaning.

Her head shot up when she heard the door open and she was instantly on her feet, gun in hand. She didn't even remember falling asleep.

"Whoa," Fury held his hands up in surrender when he came around the corner and saw a gun pointed at him.

She lowered it slowly.

"Didn't think you were coming back," she said.

"What?" he gave her a look, "Why wouldn't I come back?"

Hill stared at him, confused. Had she dreamed that she'd told him?

"Nick… I'm… I'm pregnant," she said.

"Yeah, I know, that's why we gotta get packed and go," he told her.

"Wait… what?" Hill was beyond confused now, "Pack? Where are we going?"

"Different safe house, it's pretty far," Fury said, "Don't want to change having to go back to that doctor you saw for anything. Found Silva, remember her?"

Of course she did, Silva had stitched her after a mission more than once back at Shield.

"We got a safehouse near her, we're gonna head there so she can keep on you through the whole thing."

"Whole… thing?" Hill asked, "Nick, wait."

He paused his motions, dropping the bag he was packing and turning to her.

"Are you… you're okay with this? You want this?" she asked.

"Do you?" he asked.

"I…" she paused, suddenly afraid at the fact that she didn't even need to think about. She did. She wanted this baby.

"Yes," she nodded, "I do. I just… when you left, I thought… You've always said no attachments."

"Hill, I think we both know I broke my no attachments rule with you long before we even started having sex," he smirked.

She stared at him, processing. She knew this relationship meant something more to her than just sex, but she hadn't thought it was the same for her.

"A baby changes things," she said, "It changes everything. It changes how we operate and do missions. It'll change how we move and get supplies."

"Yeah, and we've got about nine months to figure it all out," Nick said.

"Seven months," Hill informed him, thinking back to what the doctor had told.

"Alright, seven months," Fury shrugged, "We'll figure it out and then we'll have a baby."

He was so nonchalant about it and before Hill could think twice, she had pressed her lips to his.

"We're… having a baby," she murmured.

"Yup, imagine Coulson's face," Fury said, and Hill laughed breathlessly.

"Now come on, let's get packed," he said, "We have to get going."

Hill started packing quickly, but all she could think about was that she and Nick were going to have a baby and that, somehow, that was scarier than aliens.

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