Keep Holding On (Owen Grady X Reader)

Chapter Seven

The word was burned behind your eyelids, so there was no way for you to ignore it.

Pregnant. How the hell had that happened?! Of course, you knew exactly how it had happened, but also how?! You were on the pill! You had been since moving to the island, and you never skipped a dose! It shouldn't be possible! Yet the word was glaring at you from the digital stick.

You thought you were going to throw up and pass out at the same time, so you sat down hard, trying to keep your breathing steady. Like you didn't have enough problems being stranded on the island? Now you were gonna get big and slow too! What if you needed to run? You'd seen your fair share of pregnant women on site, and they could barely hobble down the roads in the heat, let alone out run a dinosaur. And that was just the beginning of your problems. What about when the baby came? Where were you supposed to keep it so it wouldn't attract every predator within earshot? What if it didn't come? What if you had labour difficulties? You couldn't give yourself a c-section.

Was that it? The sick joke the universe had been working up to? It let you survive everything you had, only to die giving birth to a baby you didn't even want?

You were struggling to breathe around the rising panic in your chest, but you din't know how to calm down. There was nothing you could do about it now! How had you not realised before the incident? How far along were you? You hadn't had any periods while you'd been on the pill, so you couldn't work it out that way.

Your head fell into your hands as you tried to take control of your breathing. You'd wanted Owen every second he'd been gone, but no more than right now. You wanted him to come and take you in his arms and tell you that everything was okay, and he would protect you no matter what. But he wasn't there, you were alone on the island, and it had never felt bigger, or more dangerous.

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Three months later

You made your way quietly through the trees, staying low and quiet, your eyes trained on the break up ahead. You were in Rexy's territory now, and you didn't dare breathe loud enough that she would hear you. You'd chosen to approach as far as you could through the woods, knowing you could use the trees to slow her down if she did find you.

"Where are you, girl?" You breathed, straining to hear anything ahead. There was no sign of her, and you knew she was more of a nocturnal creature anyway, but you were still on edge as you crept forward, out of the cover of the trees.

You didn't bother praying, or asking the universe for a favour as you moved. You'd learned the hard way that it didn't work, so you'd been doing everything on your own merit for the last few months. You were a dinosaur trainer. You had this.

You stuck close to the buildings as you moved for your target that day. The jurassic clothes store. Even though you'd lost weight during your exile, you'd still managed to grow out of your clothes with your swollen belly, and you knew it was only going to get bigger.

You darted into an ice cream stand and paused a second, trying to catch your breath.

"You're not making this very easy," you hissed down at your bump, running a hand over it gently. You had a love hate relationship with the baby inside you. Ever since finding out, you'd been even more terrified than you'd been before- a feat you didn't even think possible. You didn't want a baby, and you definitely couldn't handle one now. But fate had taken that choice from you, so you had to deal with it. You knew it wasn't the babies fault, but you tried to keep an emotional distance from the unborn creature. You didn't dare learn to love it. Not when the world had snatched everything else you loved away.

But, you also knew that it was half Owen, and some nights you curled up in the bungalow, your hands caressing the growing bump and wondering what it would look like. How excited Owen would have been if he'd found out under normal circumstances. You might have even been excited if you'd have found out when you were still together, and somewhere safe for the baby to be born. But it was too terrifying for you to be excited on the island. You'd been filled with dread ever since you read the warning on the tablet case about using when pregnant.