Wounded

Chapter Seventeen

The two of you drove the short distance to Maya's house in silence.
Tears running down your face the whole way.
The two of you walked inside, and she sat down on the couch.
"Maya... please talk to me." You sat down on the couch next to her.

"You're... I thought you couldn't get pregnant." Maya said, leaning back into the couch.

"I didn't think so either but I'm pregnant and it's yours and I'm scared. God, I'm so fucking scared right now." Your body was shaking as you were crying.
"Hey, hey. It's gonna be okay. I got you baby girl." She wrapped her arms around you and pulled you to her chest.

"I'm so sorry Maya. I didn't know." You clutched her shirt tightly.
"We're gonna get through this. I love you."

You sat up and wiped your face with your hands.
"Are you um... are you keeping it?" Maya asked.
"What do you think we should do?"
"We?"
"This is your baby too. I didn't make this by myself." You said squeezing her hand.
"I don't wanna say anything to influence your decision. I know we both said we wanted kids..."
"So you do want it?" You asked.
"Yes." She said quietly.
"I do too."

"You do?"
"I mean, I'm scared shitless right now. I'm absolutely fucking terrified. But it's our baby. We made something together. And whatever we make together has to be beautiful."

She reached over and pulled you into a kiss.
You relaxed into her touch, feeling all your nervousness go away.
"We're having a baby." She whispered against your lips.
"We're gonna be mamas." You said with a smile.

*Two Weeks Later*

"Are you sure you're okay to go to work?" Maya
asked.
"Yes babe I'm fine. My morning sickness is just kicking my ass a little bit." You said with your head against the window.
You were eight weeks pregnant now, according to the ultrasound you had last week.
"Are we telling people?" Maya asked.
"I mean, we can. I'm just worried about people treating me different."
"You're gonna be treated different. You won't be able to run into fires anymore or do any heavy lifting."
"I know. I just don't like being treated like I'm soft."

Maya pulled into the parking lot and parked her car.
"You're not soft. You're carrying our child." She reached over and held your hand.
"You know that means we have to tell people about you right?"
"I know." She said softly.
"And are you okay with that?"
"These people are our family. They'll love us regardless." Maya leaned over and gave you a kiss.

The two of you got out of the car, and walked inside.
You walked up the steps to the locker room, Maya following behind you carrying your bag.

You walked into the kitchen, and everyone popped out from behind the counter, "Surprise!"

You jumped a little and clutched your chest. "Damn guys, you scared the shit out of me."

"Welcome back!" Vic said hugging you tightly.
"Welcome back probie." Sullivan said nodding.

"Stop it guys, you're gonna make me cry." You said with tears in your eyes.
"Tough ass Y/L/N crying?" Andy joked.
"I just love you guys, that's all." You said sniffling.

Everyone went around and gave you hugs, welcoming you back.
"Guys? We also have an announcement to make. You are our family, and we wanted you guys to be the first to know." Maya said taking your hand.
"What, are you two engaged already?" Miller asked.
"No." You said with a small smile.
"Oh what? Did Maya get you pregnant?" Gibson joked.

The two of you smiled and looked at each other.
"What the hell? Is she pregnant?" Andy asked, her mouth flying open.
"Yes. I'm eight weeks pregnant today." You said carefully.
"Did uh..." Gibson couldn't say what was on his mind.