Chapter Ten : We Can Do This

Elizabeth sat cross-legged on the floor in Crowley's bathroom. She picked up the bottle of sugary orange sunny d beside her and took a swig as she wondered rather she should take yet another test. Her aching bladder screamed at the idea of peeing on yet another pregnancy test.

She had stopped at the CVS on the way to Crowley's house, and purchased four different brands of pregnancy tests and two large jugs of Sunny D.

She had felt that she needed to take as many tests as possible just to be sure. After all people got false positive tests all the time.

She was just thankful that she hadn't run into anyone she knew at the CVS. One of the joys of living in a small town was that everyone knew everyone elses private matters. She really didn't want to be the subject of town gossip.

Buying the tests had been hellish. She hadn't been sure which test was the best buy. She wanted the most accurate test possible and there were so many brands and so many different types of tests.

She had seen the results of two out of the three tests that she had taken and she was waiting on the third to finish.

She glared down at the kitchen timer that she was using to time the results. It was like the churning of the dial was taunting her.

Elizabeth couldn't believe that this was happening to her. The doctors had seemed so certain that the chance of her getting pregnant was slim. But apparently they didn't know what they were talking about because here she was gulping down sugary orange flavored fake juice and taking as many tests as her bladder would allow.

The word positive kept swimming through her frantic mind. That was apparently what the blue plus sign on the first test meant and the two blue lines on the second test meant the same thing.

She already had a feeling that the third test which was the same brand as the first would say.

Elizabeth had read the instructions at least a dozen times just to be sure. She still couldn't believe it.

She wanted to cry. She could already feel her vision beginning to blur as tears swelled up in her tear ducts. She was just so afraid. All she wanted was for someone to hold her and reassure her that everything would be okay.

Elizabeth longed to pick up her cell phone and call her aunt. If anyone could make her feel okay it would be her Aunt Ellen. Ellen Harvelle was the only mother figure she had ever known.

Ellen had been the one who had calmed her down when she had been ten years old and had her first period. She had taken her to buy her first prom dress, and she had taught her how to wear makeup. She had taught Elizabeth everything that a mother was supposed to teach a daughter. Given that Elizabeth's mother had died before she ever had the chance.

Elizabeth knew though that it wouldn't be fair to Crowley if she ran to her aunt before he was even aware of the current situation.

She knew that calling Crowley wasn't the appropriate thing to do. Telling him this over the phone wouldn't be fair to him. He deserved to hear it directly from her in person.

Elizabeth feared what his reaction would be. They hadn't really discussed having children, not as though it was something that would happen anytime soon. Any talk of children had always been with the idea that it would happen later.

She knew that he did want children and to be honest she had always felt horrible thinking that she may not be able to provide him with children because of her medical history.

She truly hadn't thought that pregnancy was possible so she had been so unsafe. Crowley had been the one who had always suggested protection but she had always told him not to worry about it. After all they were faithful to one another and both had a clean bill of health so protection wasn't really a big deal.

This was just all so sudden. She had always just assumed that maybe Crowley and she would get married first and this would of course be after her father and everyone else had time to adjust to the relationship.

She had hoped that Crowley and she could marry and enjoy married life before they would start trying. Crowley had even reassured her when the subject came up that if she couldn't get pregnant then they would try every option, in vitro fertilization, using a surrogate to carry the baby, possibly even adoption.

She let out an anxious sigh knowing that they would have to tell everyone the truth about them.

Her father didn't even know about Crowley and she, and now they were throwing a baby into the mix.

It was going to be a disaster, telling her father. If he wasn't going to go ballistic on Crowley before then he certainly would now.

Hell her father still preferred to believe that she was virginal, despite her age and her past behavior.

She let out a gasp as she heard the door connecting to the garage shut signaling that Crowley was obviously home.

It was completely silent for a moment before she heard his voice growing closer and closer towards the closed bathroom door as he made his way upstairs. "Darling are you alright ? Meg Masters stopped by my office and told me you were ill. I stopped by the store on the way home and got some stomach pills."

She bit her bottom lip trying hard not to cry. Her vision blurred even more as she failed to do so. Soon hot tears were making their way down her cheeks.

Crowley frowned as he made his way upstairs not hearing a response from Elizabeth. She had been feeling unwell for days now and he was beginning to worry about her. He had tried to talk her into going to a doctor but she could be so stubborn sometimes.

He made his way to the closed bathroom door reaching out for the door handle as he heard something that sounded like a sob. "Darling talk to me. What's wrong ?"

He opened the bathroom frowning as he saw her sitting up against his bathtub sobbing quite heavily.

She wiped her eyes struggling to regain some composure as Crowley entered the bathroom.

Crowley went over to her kneeling down on the floor in front of her as he spoke. "What's wrong ?"

She looked up at him unable to form words as she reached down grabbing a hold of one of the tests before she held it out to him.

She was unable to form words. She wanted to say so much and she couldn't force the right words out of her mouth.

He took it from her widening his eyes as he realized what she had just handed him.

He let out a nervous breath his hands shaking as he reached over into the grocery bag reaching underneath the unopened jug of juice for the instructions. He looked back and forth from the instructions to the test. A blue plus sign meant positive and there was a clear bright blue plus sign on the test he was holding.

Crowley stared at the floor spotting two more tests, one taken and the other one still developing. They were identical to the test he was holding, positive.

He placed the test on the bathroom floor settling down on the floor in front of her. He said nothing as he reached out for her pulling her into his arms. "It's going to be okay. We can do this."

"But my dad." She choked out still sobbing heavily.

"We'll tell him darling. It's going to work out." He tried to soothe her as he reached up trying to wipe away the hot tears falling from her eyes.

She shook her head beginning to shake a little in his arms. "I can't do this...I'm scared it's so soon, and my dad's going to kill us. He doesn't even know we've been seeing each other."

He tightened his grip on her pulling her even closer to him. "I know, but we can figure this out. We can do this okay. I'm not going anywhere. Don't be upset please darling don't cry."

He finally got her to stop sobbing as heavily as she began to relax a little bit in his arms. He pulled away seeing that she had a far away look in her eyes. She had reached down placing a hand over her stomach.

"I don't deserve to be a mother. Not after last time." She murmured as she remembered her car wreck and the baby she had lost all due to her own stupidity.

Crowley leaned over pressing a kiss to her forehead as he spoke. "Darling don't even think that. Of course you deserve to be a mum. You're going to be a great mother. We can do this okay. We'll be amazing parents I promise."

"But my dad, He hates you and he's going to be so upset. I mean it's only been three months Crowley. Us being together was going to make him freak out enough, Once he finds out that I'm pregnant. He's going to go nuclear on us." Elizabeth stated her eyes starting to tear up again.

Crowley nodded as he stood up. He reached down getting her to stand up from the floor as he led her out of the bathroom to his bedroom. He got her to sit down on the bed knowing that she would be much more comfortable on it instead of on the cold bathroom floor.

He sat down beside her taking her hand in his. "I know he won't be happy, but this is his grandchild darling. He may be upset at first, but he'll probably change his mind once he realizes that I love you and I fully intend on taking care of you and this child."

"Where will we live ? We have to make so many changes." She asked knowing that living separately wasn't really an option any longer.

Crowley let out a sigh knowing that she was right. "You can move in here. I mean you're here all the time anyway. Or we can buy a new house. I have the money to get us a nice place if you don't like this house. I'm only renting here and having to rent is getting old. It may be nice to actually own a home."

She nodded her head having to admit to herself that living with him did sound nice. She was grateful when he leaned over and gave her a soft kiss on the lips.

She returned the kiss moving away reluctantly as she spoke up. "Okay. I just...this is happening all so soon. And I just keep thinking that my father is going to kill us. I mean we have to tell him as soon as possible. I just...I just don't want to do this alone"

Elizabeth cringed knowing that that last part came out sounding horrible. She spoke up trying to clear up what she meant. "I know that you aren't going anywhere. I trust you and I love you more than anything...It's just so overwhelming."

Crowley nodded his head not looking forward to coming clean either but they had to tell him now. They couldn't keep it a secret any longer, especially since Elizabeth and him were bringing a child into the world. "I know we'll tell him tomorrow. It's a Saturday. We'll drive out to his house and tell him together."

She nodded her head wrapping her arms around him grateful that he pulled her close to him. He pressed a kiss to her cheek. He knew that years of horrible boyfriends had left her insecure when it came to men sticking around.

He spoke still trying to reassure her. "I know that you trust me. I'm not going anywhere I promise. I love you."

Elizabeth pulled away pressing a kiss to his lips before she spoke up. "I love you too."

She couldn't help but to smile as he leaned over pressing a kiss to her flat stomach. "And I love you little one."

He pressed his lips to hers once again as she finally felt her eyes begin to dry up. He wasn't going anywhere. They could do this.

She knew that her father wasn't going to be pleased. Elizabeth just hoped that Crowley and she could remain strong as they broke the news to her father tomorrow.

Elizabeth ran a brush through her hair as she struggled to ignore her churning stomach. She had already vomited once this morning and she really didn't want a repeat performance.

She hadn't slept well the night before neither of them had. The weight of the situation had kept them tossing and turning all night.

Even after they had tried to make the night relaxing. Eating pasta in front of the television while they watched movies on Netflix.

They had turned in late and gotten up bright and early this morning. Elizabeth had eaten breakfast even though she had struggled not to vomit.

She placed her brush down on the dresser taking a seat on the bed as Crowley entered the bedroom an untied black tie around his neck.

His hands had been shaking all morning. And to be honest he felt sick to his stomach. He had barely stomached his way through the ham and cheese omelets he had made Elizabeth and he this morning

He was so unprepared for this. And he had never done well with the parents of past girlfriends.

His ex wife's parents had hated him no matter how hard he had tried. He already knew that the situation with Elizabeth's father wasn't ideal.

Bobby Singer was probably going to skin him alive for even looking at Elizabeth.

He knew that they should have come clean so much sooner, but fear had kept them silent. He would be lying if he tried to say that he hadn't enjoyed the secrecy of having so few people aware of their relationship. In a way it had been like he'd had Elizabeth all to himself without the interference of the outside world.

They had gotten so lost in one another, living in their own little bubble and now reality was crashing in.

He wasn't lying when had told Elizabeth that he wasn't going anywhere. Crowley knew what it felt like to grow up knowing that his father couldn't be bothered with him.

He had never met the man but he had always felt the need to somehow show the world that he was nothing like his father.

It would be a cold day in hell before he let his child know how it felt to not matter to it's father. He was going to be the best father he could possibly be. Even though the idea of being a father did scare him a little bit.

Having so much responsibility over another human being was frightening. He had no idea how to approach this. Even though he had practically raised his half sister while their mother tried to sort their lives out. He had been a teenager when Bella had been born.. He had been the only father figure Bella had ever known.

But being an actual father was so much more complicated and he knew it. He had wanted to be a father for as long as he could remember, but as he had gotten older he had given up hope that it might happen.

Then he had met Elizabeth and hope had returned. Even though they had thought that she may not be able to become pregnant, he had held on to hope that they would find a way. It was just happening far sooner than either of them had planned for.

He sat down on the bed beside Elizabeth as he took the tie off tossing it over onto the dresser.

Elizabeth sensed his anxiety as she reached over taking his hand in hers and giving it a gentle squeeze.

"We could always runaway to New York. I'm sure I could get my old job back and find us a nice apartment." Crowley joked though the idea of running away was tempting.

Elizabeth chuckled slightly as she leaned against him allowing him to place an arm around her.

"I don't think that would work out well...We have to do this don't we ? I mean come clean about everything to everyone." She asked already knowing the answer.

"Afraid so." Crowley replied.

She took a deep breath trying to keep composed."And you aren't going anywhere no matter what happens ?"

Crowley nodded his head pressing a kiss to her forehead. "I'm not going anywhere. We're in this together. We're a family."

She let him place a hand over her stomach the simple action calming her nerves a little bit. She placed a hand over his as she began to take deep breaths fighting back anxiety.

He pressed a kiss to her lips before pulling away. "We can do this, okay. We just have to keep strong and calm and explain everything to your father. He'll understand if not now then eventually."

Elizabeth nodded her head not fully believing that her father would understand.

She swallowed the lump in her throat as she spoke up . "Okay lets do this."