Again, as stated in the first chapter, Skygirl1997 wrote this chapter and the rest will be all mine!
Oliver fidgeted under the stares of his teammates and boyfriend. His skin crawled with nervousness and fear, but he knew that it was better to bite the bullet and get it over with rather than to let it alone to blow up in his face later. He was standing in front of the TV, wringing his hands and fixing the hem of his flannel, while the others were standing just in front of him, staring at him expectantly. "You okay, bud?" Kaz asked in concern.
"Y-Yeah, I-I just-," Oliver fumbled, cursing himself for being able to just spit it out. It was just two words, three syllables, it shouldn't be so hard to say. Knowing he couldn't just say it, he dug in his back pocket and tossed the test on the table, his heart hammering in his chest as Chase picked it up and studied it.
"Oh, my god." Bree breathed in amazement. "Oh, my god!" She shrieked, and Oliver stumbled backward as the bionic supergirl sped at him at full speed, nearly bowling him over. "Are you serious?! You're not playing some practical joke?!" Bree squealed, and Oliver relaxed when he found no traces of anger or disgust in her brown eyes, then smiled weakly and nodded. Bree let out another high-pitched squeal and hugged him hard.
"I don't understand." Skylar blinked at the actions of her best friend.
"Don't you get it?!" Bree yelped, turning back to her teammates. Chase was frozen in blank shock, and Skylar and Kaz were completely confused. "He's pregnant!"
The word bounced around the penthouse living room like a live bullet, and Oliver watched with a churning stomach as realization, then stunned bewilderment settled over Kaz's face. Then he was nearly barreled over again by a squealing Skylar, both girls bending down to coo at his stomach as Chase walked over and clapped his shoulder while grinning brightly in congratulations. "Kaz?" Oliver hesitantly asked. Kaz hadn't moved, his jaw still hanging open in blank shock. "You-You okay over there?"
"I-," Kaz barely managed, shaking his head rapidly. "I, I need a minute." He gasped, stumbling out of his seat and toward the terrace, disappearing as he flew off to who knew where. Oliver felt his heart drop to his toes. His stricken expression didn't go unnoticed.
"It'll be okay, Oliver. He just needs a minute to process." Bree coaxed him, rubbing his shoulder soothingly.
"I know." Oliver nodded, inwardly convincing himself and reminding himself that he had been in Kaz's mind frame just a few hours ago.
"Not that I'm trying to be a Debby Downer or anything, but Oliver, how do you plan on telling Mr. Davenport?" Chase asked slowly. Oliver bit his lip. "And what about missions, or Roman and Riker?"
"Chase, you are voicing every fear that I have when it comes to this baby." Oliver confessed, sliding down onto the couch and placing his head in his hands. "And it's not just missions or Roman and Riker, my own mother could pose a threat to the baby, and I don't-," Oliver shook his head.
"Okay, wait a minute." Bree interjected, sitting down next to Oliver. Chase sat on his other side and Skylar sat down next to him. "I think you guys are forgetting something. We're an Elite Force. There should be enough power here to protect this baby. I'm sure as hell not going to let Roman, Riker, or your mother get their filthy hands anywhere near my niece."
"Who said it was a girl?" Oliver retorted with a weak smile.
"Aunt's intuition." Bree shot back with a bright smile.
"Bree's right. We're all heroes with amazing abilities and powers." Skylar confirmed, nodding. "That should be more than enough to ensure that the baby will be safe and sound with us."
"What about Mr. Davenport?" Chase reminded them.
"I can tell him the next time he comes and checks up on us." Oliver replied. "I mean, the worst he could do is remove me from the team until the baby's born, right?"
"You're staying off missions until the baby's born anyway." Chase informed him.
"But-!" Oliver protested.
"No buts, mister." Bree retorted with a smile. "You really want to risk your kid?" Oliver snapped his mouth shut and shook his head with a sigh.
"Good, now that that's settled," Chase grinned and clapped Oliver's shoulder. "Come on."
"Where are we going?" Oliver demanded as he was gently tugged off the sofa.
"Well, we can't exactly take you to a regular doctor, with Mighty Med not around anymore, so I guess I'll be serving as your OBGYN." Chase replied with a shrug and a small smile. "I'm the only one of us who really can. So, I guess you could say it's time for your first prenatal appointment." Oliver grinned and readily followed Chase down to the hyperlift as Bree and Skylar started bickering about who would be the favorite aunt among the two of them.
~***CFI***~
After the first official check up with Chase confirming without a doubt, not that there were any, that Oliver was indeed five weeks pregnant, and due sometime in mid-September, was when the four members of the Elite Force settled around the kitchen counter to discuss what the next move is. Kaz was still absent, and Oliver was beginning to worry. "The next thing is probably to tell Mr. Davenport." Bree pointed out, stirring her hot chocolate, one of the four cups sitting on the table. Oliver was munching lightly on some marshmallows along with his mug of cocoa.
"He should be coming by within the next week." Chase replied, sipping his peppermint-spiced cocoa. "In the meantime, where are we going to put this kid? I know we live in a penthouse, but with Mr. Davenport's barely-used room, there's barely enough space for the five of us."
"If it comes to it, I might have to get another apartment." Oliver admitted.
"No, Oliver, we need you here in the penthouse." Bree disagreed. "Yes, we're all going to move out to our own places eventually, but we all need to be in one place right now."
"Which brings back the question: where are we gonna put the nursery?" Skylar sighed.
"Well, how would you feel having a roommate again?" Bree asked her with a raised eyebrow and a growing smile. "Because we all know Mr. Davenport will not be giving up his room for anything. It would make sense, even though my room is kind of small."
"Bree, you don't have to-," Oliver began to protest.
"I want to, so long as Skylar's on board." Bree asked with a smile shot at her best friend. Skylar grinned.
"I'd be honored." Skylar agreed. "So long as you can handle my snoring?" Bree grinned, and super sped out of the room, reappearing a second later.
"All done, roomie." Bree reported with a wide smile. Oliver pulled her into a hug, whispering thanks into her ear. "No thanks needed, unless you wanna name me godmother?" Bree suggested nonchalantly.
"Whoa, whoa, wait. I've known Oliver and Kaz the longest, I'm the godmother!" Skylar objected. Oliver blanched and raised his hands in surrender.
"Oh, god, morning sickness, I'm just gonna-," Oliver bolted from the room, running up the stairs two at a time.
"He can't avoid this forever." Skylar muttered, glaring after him. Bree shook her head in agreement. Chase snickered.
Oliver paused, and leaned on the doorframe to the empty bedroom that once belonged to Bree. It was a little on the small side, with white walls and a dark wooden floor, and rectangular in shape. Perfect size for a nursery, Oliver thought idly, his hand falling to his flat stomach. "Maybe we could repaint the walls?" Oliver mumbled thoughtfully to himself.
"What color?" A voice asked behind him.
"I was thinking like a grey-hey!" Oliver cried, whirling around and spotting Kaz standing directly behind him with an amused smile on his face. "That wasn't funny." Oliver pouted. Kaz snickered.
"'M sorry for flying out." Kaz apologized softly.
"You needed a minute." Oliver replied with an understanding smile. "I flew off for an entire hour."
"I was wondering where you went off to." Kaz hummed.
"Just needed some air and advice." Oliver shrugged.
"Who'd you go talk to?" Kaz couldn't help his curiosity.
"Arachnia." Oliver answered simply. Kaz nodded; he should have expected that.
"So," Kaz's lips twitched upward in a grin. "We're going to be fathers?" Oliver beamed and laughed in delight as Kaz crouched down and kissed his abdomen, cooing to his baby as Oliver rested his hands on his head.
"Bree and Skylar are already fighting for who is named Godmother." Oliver informed him with a laugh.
"Oh, jeez." Kaz grumbled, but he was smiling too large to really be upset. "Lemme guess, Chase has offered himself up as the doctor?"
"We can't exactly go to an actual doctor." Oliver pointed out.
"True. Better than nothing, I guess." Kaz shrugged and grinned, pulling Oliver into a kiss. "We're gonna be parents." He breathed excitedly. Oliver laughed.
"Now we just have to break the news to Mr. Davenport." Oliver pointed out.
"Oh, god." Kaz's eyes rolled back into his head as he pretended to faint. Oliver shook his head fondly.
Update Disclaimer: It's second semester of Senior year so I have to keep up my grades and keep studying to make sure I keep my spot in college (Pre-Veterinary Medicine!). And I am going to finally visit the college over spring break, so update then will be iffy but hopefully I can write by hand and type it up later, and we don't need to stay there all 2 days, just 2 or 3 to do what we need to do at the college and maybe go hiking on one of the nature trails near the college. Plus I want to see the library there, because I need a library besides the college library to I could rent books because BOOKS!
Like I have other stories I'm writing, some exclusive to Archive of Our Own (AO3), and I have priorties of what I want/need to finish before college.