You get pregnant again, after having your planned number of children :)
(also, shout out to my one reader-you know who you are-! You're pretty cool <3)
Roger Bartlett
You had been feeling under the weather for a few weeks but didn't think much of it. You didn't tell Roger either. If it was nothing, you didn't want to worry him for no reason.
After another secret session of relieving your stomach contents, you finally gave in- deciding you needed to visit the doctors.
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This would be your sixth child with Roger, so you weren't worried per se. You knew he loved you and the kids so what was to say he wouldn't love this one?
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You stood in the doorway, your silk dressing gown wrapped firmly around your chest, as you stared at your husband. He was sat against the headboard, reading the newspaper from today, all the while stroking the dog on his legs.
He put the paper down beside him and smiled at you, patting the space next to him.
"Hello, dear. How has your day been?" He asked, wrapping an arm around your shoulders as you moved to perch beside him. Your dog- Delilah- moved away from his legs, switching to lay against you instead, her nose in between your cleavage.
You laughed and began to smooth out the fur on her head, answering him with a, "It was fine. How was yours, darling?"
He replied with a tired 'it was good,' shifting down the bed and turning on his side. You did the same, turning away to turn out your lamp.
Roger's arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you into his chest. You sighed, hands sliding over his to hold them.
"Hey, captain?" you asked, smiling coyly to yourself. He smirked, placing his head in the crook of your neck.
"Yes, sweetheart?" He asked, gently pressing his lips to your neck, smiling lovingly.
You giggled, "Roger, I'm pregnant again" You whispered.
He chuckled back, "Well then. we tell the children tomorrow. Another addition to the family." You could feel the smile against your neck, turning around in his arms to face him.
He placed his forehead against yours, looking into your eyes with his own periwinkle ones.
"I love you"
And then there was silence as you both fell into a dark sleep.
Virgil Hilts
You were both attending a reunion, 7 years after the war had ended, with all of the X organisation. You had found out about the pregnancy a week ago but hadn't actually told him just yet. To be honest, you were a little nervous, thinking he might freak out a little bit.
You knew he was kind of scared to be a father at first because he wasn't sure he would be a good one. Truth be told, even after your first child, he was still scared that he wouldn't be a good parent. You were hoping this wasn't going to send him into a spiral of self-doubt.
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You walked into the large back garden of Ramsey's home, hugging your large, brown coat to yourself and holding on to your daughter- Ivy's hand hands.
Virgil was beside you, Queenie sat upon his strong shoulders, her small hands holding on to his jawline, in a sort of koala like pose.
The boys- Roger, Mac, Ashley-Pitt, and so on- were all sat around the garden, chatting like a normal group of friends.
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The Great Escape Preferences
Romancepreferences of the 1960s movie. I don't expect anyone to read it because the fandom is obscure and very small.