Chapter Twenty Two
The bloat of my belly showed the change in my body. Sure it was still covered by a t shirt but I could feel it and see it. My little belly already stretched with the baby inside. Standing in front of the mirror I struggled with the change. I already had to send Dick to buy me leggings as the jeans he brought me no longer fit. As I'm staring horridly at my belly I hear a light laugh.
"You look beautiful." He assured me.
"I look pregnant." I grumble dropping the light pink shirt over my belly.
"So." He smiles. "You are."
"I know Dick." I smile. I go to him hugging his strong body. His muscles wrapping around me. "Will you move in?" I sigh softly.
"Move in?" He questions.
"You're there half the time and I'm not okay with being alone right now." I admit.
"Okay." He kisses my forehead. "I'm still going to have to go to work in Bludhaven though. They need me."
"That's fine." I smile, "I guess after we get home I'll start looking for a new job."I sigh.
Opening the email from 5 days ago letting me go was a shock. Especially after Dick had met with my boss explaining I was in a coma. They didn't seem to empathetic at all.
"You don't need to work." He lets go of me. "Focus on the baby."
"You ready to go home?" Cyborg yells as he enters the room. Interrupting the conversation. I give Dick a glare letting him know this conversation is not over.
"Yes." I smile looking back at Cyborg.
"Make sure you keep taking your vitamins and come back in a month so we can recheck the baby's growth." He smiles, shaking his head. "Sounds so crazy to say."
"Yeah." I sigh, "it is." I lean into him giving him a hug. Maybe I lingered too long in his arms but he gently whispers in my ear asking if I'm okay. I nod yes stepping away. "Just hormonal." I smile as the tears form in my eyes. He looks to Dick who walks up placing his hand on the small of my back.
"You'll feel better when we get you home." He smiles. I nod in agreement.
Bidding our goodbyes we head home finally. My body stays stiff until we pull into the garage. Cutting the engine Dick turns to me. "You have security and cameras in the building now." He assured me, "nobody is getting through to you again."
"Okay." I almost yelp. I lay my head back and I feel the tears threatening to roll.
"Leslie wants to see you tomorrow morning." He holds my hand. I nod as the tears spill out.
"That's probably a good idea." I wipe them away. "You know the whole dead lover coming back, getting pregnant, and dying kinda fucks with you."
"It's okay Rae." He leans over kissing my forehead. Getting out he walks to my door letting me out. And holding my hand. He smiles as he closes the door. Placing his hand on my belly he smiles at it. "You're starting to show." He grins as he rubs around the bump.
"Yeah, yeah."I roll my eyes as I slap his hand away. The thought of having a baby made my skin crawl. Made me uneasy. Yet Dick just accepted it and dove right in. I wouldn't be surprised if a nursery was already set up.
Making it into my apartment Junie howls so loud and my stomach turns. "You left her here all this time alone?" I panic as I scoop her up.
"No, she had uncle Jay." I hear a voice from the couch. My heart skips a beat as his uncle Jay reference comes out.
"I would never abandon her." Dick smiles, "until right now." He kisses my forehead. "I've got to get to Bludhaven but I'll be back in the morning. Jason's going to stay with us until you're better."
"Okay." I eye the two men. "This is awkward as fuck though."
"Kinda." Jason flips through the tv channels.
Dick goes to leave and he stops whispering in my ear. "He doesn't know about the baby." He kisses my cheek. "I'll see you in the morning." He walks out the door behind us.
"So whatcha want for dinner." Jason jumps off of the couch. "We could go to dinner or order in." He smirks as he finishes his beer. I look hesitantly at him. "What?"
"So we're scar buddies now." I continue loving on Junie as she purrs.
"Yeah." He scoffs. "I suppose so."
"Can I see yours.?" I ask as I walk to him. He looks surprised
"Uh. Yeah." He nods his head. "Yeah".
Slipping off the black tee he is wearing I view his valley of scars. The one on the chest being prominent. The J burned into his chest matches mine. Carefully I lean my fingers up tracing the letter. Above is scars running to the middle of his torso. The large V were he was cut after death. Autopsy scars on his skin.
"They stopped the autopsy and took me." He smiled. "Stitching me back up, I still have the scar". Tracing the lines, I lean my face onto his skin. Closing my eyes I listen to his heart beat. With my vulnerability Jason's arms wrap around my body pulling me into a hug. His embrace is warm and I feel almost a sense of home. I feel him tense under me. Too close to me I guessed.
"Let's not do the whole dying thing again, okay?" I sigh stepping back. He just nods as he looks over my body. I smile walking to the fridge. "We can order in Chinese." I open the fridge to grab water.
"Is it mine?" He mumbles.
"What?" I turn around to the bare chested man holding his tee. His head is hung and he looks at me.
"Is the baby mine?" He looks to my stomach. I let out a shaky breath and close the fridge.
"I don't know." I admit. I turn to him and he stays in the same position, unmoving.
"Ohhh shit." He brings his head up looking away. "Fuck." He turns around grabbing his hips. I feel the panic radiating off of him. "Does Dick know?" He rubs his chin.
"He figured out I was pregnant first." I sigh. I watch as he turns to me. His white streak of hair casted over his face.
"Does he know it could be mine?" He rephrased
"Yes." I walk around the island. "I told him the same day it happened"
"Fuck." He runs his fingers through his hair. "When did you and him finally hook up?"
My cheeks burn red and I feel like I could cry. Great. "The same day." I look to the floor.
"The same day?" He almost yells.
"I know." The tears break. "I'm so sorry."
"Rach. I'm not mad." He steps forward to me, "I'm just caught off guard."
"And I'm not?" The tears flow harder. "I didn't know who you were under the red hood, Jason."
"I know." He is shocked by my emotional outburst.
"And now I'm a whore. Don't know who my baby daddy is." I start to pace the floor. "Dick is so supportive and happy. And I haven't even had time to process this. Let alone the whole dying thing." I point to my belly. "I didn't want this." I sob
"Hey." He pulls me into his chest. My hot tears burn on the muscle of his body. "One step at a time, dark girl." He supports my emotional distress
"and what's step number one." I sob.
"Ordering Chinese." He holds me.
"Okay." Tears fall.
"The usual?" He asks as he breaks from my body. I turn walking to my bedroom. I change out of my clothes and into my sweat pants and a baggy tee. Walking back out I notice the change of Jason's drink to a bottle of water. I smirk as he sits on the couch with a blanket on his lap. "It'll be about 20 minutes." He smiles.
"Okay." I sit a cushion away from him. "How did you know?" I ask.
"Rae I've touched every inch of your body, felt your curves and tasted your skin." He smirks, "I could feel your bump."
"It's not that big." I lift up my shirt revealing the roundness.
Jason's eyes go wide as he looks at it. Leaning over he silently watches me. Looking at my belly he slowly reaches his fingers out. Placing the palm of his hand on my stomach he feels the bump."holy shit."
"I know." I look at his hand. It covers almost my entire abdomen.
"So when can we find out?" He hesitated asking as his hand remains.
"4 weeks." I sigh. "I'm so sorry."
"Is this what you want?" He blushes.
"What do you mean?" I hesitate
"You said Dick was so happy, and that you didn't want this. Do you want to have the baby?" He releases his hand and sits up.
"Are you asking me to have an abortion." I say bluntly.
"No. I don't have an opinion in this at all." He looks at me seriously. "I just want to do whatever you want Rach. Whether that's keep the baby or not."
"I don't think I could abort it." I look down at the bump slowly pulling my shirt down. "So I guess motherhood awaits." I sigh.
"So what happens if that's my baby?" He raises a brow.
"I don't know." I look down.
"Because I want to be involved." He admits. "I mean hell I've raised Damian for Bruce."
"Whose Damian?" The look on his face tells me he fucked up.
"You'll be finding out soon." He grumbles I shake my head chuckling.
"Bruce has a kid?" I connect the dots. Jason just nods his head. "Maybe that'll help the conversation with this." I place my hand on the bump.
"Yeah probably not." He smiles, "listen I dont know how to say this without coming off as an asshole." He sighs, "if it's my baby, I'm not watching you and Dick play mommy and daddy. I will be the father."
"I understand." I nod my head.
"Good." He sits back. "Now on to other topics. Why the fuck did you have those pain pills?"
"Ah, I was hoping you'd forget that." I smirk.
"No I didn't." He scoffs, "nobody just has a 90 count bottle of Percocet in their kitchen cabinet." He raises a brow, "spit it out."
"Before you died, I was trying to regain my powers." I smile lightly. "It was a lot of work to get them back after such a long time. I went to fly before I was ready and I was hurt."
"Fly or jump?" He stiffens.
"It was over 4 years ago Jason." I smile lightly. He looks away and I sense his anger and sadness. "Life goes on and here we are." I sigh.
A knock on the door interrupts us and our conversation ends. Jason stands with a glare to me. Walking to the door he receives our dinner. I sigh following him to the kitchen as he sits the bag down,
"Your mad." I stare as he throws the bag away.
"Yes I'm mad." He almost yells. "Had you died, what would have happened to Dick? To me?"
"You were dead!" I yelled back.
"I know." He huffs. "That didn't mean you had to join me."
"I'm done with this conversation." I yell. "I've sat in Leslie's office for weeks and months discussing this. I've had lectures from everyone. And I don't need one from you." I storm out of the room. Going to my bedroom I slam the door.
Pulling out my phone I text dick immediately.
This is a bad fucking idea.
Laying in bed I sit in silence meditating. Trying to find my peace. I don't need a lecture or anyone mad at me for shut that was done years ago. I've grown and changed so much. A small knock on my door interrupts me. I peek my eye open, "Go away." I yell.
"Yeah, no" the door opens and Jason stands with his arms crossed. "You can tell me to go to hell or whatever, but you need to eat."
Stepping down I stand on the bed. "I'm not hungry." I cross my arms.
"I don't care, the baby is." He scolds, "you have to think of someone else now." He storms out.
"Excuse me!" I step down following him. I watch him sit at the table waiting for me. "You're an asshole."
"And you're being a bitch right now. Sit down." He orders. The comment catches me off guard. "I'm very angry Rachel, but I'm going to make sure the baby and you are taken care of."
"Are we going to have to start a thruplles therapy?" I hear Dick behind me.
"I'm about to hold her down and force feed her." He grumbles.
"I'm not hungry." I cross my arms.
"Okay. Well then just sit and stare at the food." Dick walks to the fridge, grabbing a bottle of water.
"Why are you in Gotham?" I hiss.
"Dinner." He smiles. Taking a seat at the table he looks at me. "Coke sit." He says sweetly.
"I don't like this arrangement." I sit down at the chair. "I'm better off by myself."
"This is fun." Dick smiles.
"Not to me."I fold me arms.
"We're going to have to figure some middle ground between us all." Dick sighs. I look away mad. Like a pouty child.
"She told me about her suicide attempt. And apparently I'm not supposed to be mad about it." Jason shovels rice onto his plate.
"Yeah that's a sore subject." Dick grimaces, "but it needs to be out in the air."
"Okay while we're airing shit, let's air your drunken binge after Jason died." I smirk as I grab the rice.
"What?" Jason turns to Dick.
"Not proud of it either."
"You were drunk for a solid week. Refused to do anything but sleep on the floor in Jason's room" I add.
"That's correct." He sighs, "I did that. Your death fucked with me." Dick turns to Jason.
"I didn't want you both to fucking fall apart." He groans.
"Well we did." I sigh, "and you can't get pissed on how we ducking reacted. Because you were never supposed to know."
"I'm still mad." He takes a bite of food. "So give me time."
"So how was the afterlife." I grab the sweet and sour chicken.
"No dinosaurs." He scoffs
"Well that fucking sucks" Dick laughs. "Wanna see something?" He looks to Jason with a slight grin.
"Sure, Grayson" he grumbles. Dick stands walking to the counter, grabbing my purse he pulls out the string of photos.
Smiling he walks to Jason handing him them. He points to the little blob in the middle of the black circle.
"There it is." Dick smiles. Jason smiles slightly. I look over to the two men, bonding over the photo of my womb. Brothers staring at a photo together. The guilt crowds my mind
"No matter what, one of you are getting hurt." I sit back. "I'm so sorry."
"It's not like you purposely got pregnant." Jason sighs
"We'll deal with whatever the outcome is." Dick smiles softly. Waking to me he picks up my chin, "but you're mine." He kisses me deep. I close my eyes and softly moan as his touch is heavy.
"Gross." Jason scoffs. "Remember I fucked her first."
"I loved her first." He smiles. "Besides you're talking to someone."
"You are?" I ask with a twinge of jealousy.
"Yeah." He admits. "I told you when I came back my goal wasn't you. I left you alone. I couldn't keep going after you."
"Oh is that why Red Hood tied her up and fucked her?" Dick rolls his eyes. Jason gives me a glaring look.
"How did you-?" I start to question how he knew details.
"Rae, you had the marks on your wrists after." He smirks, "she didn't tell me anything." He looks to Jason. "Except that you made her cry."
"Hey, I gave her the best orgasm of her life that she waited 5 years to have another one." He sits back proud.
"You also gave me a plan B, but didn't this time." I roll my eyes.
"Dick didn't either." He huffs.
"She's on the pill." Dick puts his hands up in defense.
"I'm sure daddy dearest will tell you that it's your job to prevent pregnancy." Jason finished his food.
"Yeah I don't want him to find out about the potential of either one of us being the dad. Until the DNA test comes back." Dick huffs.
"No shit. We both don't need lectures." He smiles, "now that we're talking."
"You're a fucking crime lord. You think this lecture is going to be worse?" I scoff
"Yes." Jason admits.
"Well we will see who gets it in a few weeks." I sigh.
"Just so you know, if I'm not the dad. Drum sets for Christmas" Jason smirks.
"Trumpet for their birthday." Dick points back. "I'll be that uncle too, bitch"
"So either way I'm fucked."I raise a brow.
"Yes." They say in unison.
The conversation goes on until Dick heads off into the night. Jason sits up his work station on the dinning room table and takes care of his follow of crime. Keeping his eye on everything. I retire to bed where I manage to steal most of the pillows to make myself comfortable. Dozing off finally I feel at ease and safe.
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