In the town of Forks, where supernatural beings roamed freely, Peter Hale was a mysterious and enigmatic figure. Being the older brother of the stunning Rosalie Hale, his presence commanded respect and fear among both vampires and werewolves alike...
Almost three weeks had past since the wedding, leaving Shauna and Peter to enjoy both a peaceful and relax full honeymoon. The two of them, enjoyed every second of their honeymoon, between going hunting and just enjoying each other company. But today was going to be a whole lot different, then either of them was expecting.....
Peter and his wife, were sleeping soundly all cuddled up to each other. When his wife Shauna started to groan softly, acting like she was in pain. Peter of course groaned softly himself, as his sleep was interrupted by his wife not sounding to good and by her sudden rushing out of bed. "Babe?" He asked, his voice both husky and hoarse from sleep.
He sat up hearing her close the bathroom door, along with hearing her use the restroom along with almost like gagging. He frowned now growing worried, as he soon heard the toilet flushing and water running. But it didn't surpass the sound of his wife, throwing up in what sounded like now throwing up the toilet. Peter quickly bolted out of bed and zipped to the bathroom door, pulling it open gently to see her throwing up.
"Oh sweetheart." Peter said softly, as he zipped over to her pulling her hair back. Holding it out of the way as she threw up, he stayed right there with her the whole time. Before helping her get her face cleaned up, til he noticed that she got a bit of vomit on her shirt. "Alright sweetheart, I'm gonna set you up on the counter okay?" Peter got a nod from his wife, allowing him to pick her up and set her on the counter.
He gently touched the hem of her shirt, furrowing his brows, as he thought he heard something. Causing him to freeze taking her shirt off, before gently lifting it up and over her head. He then took off his shirt, helping her put it on, and carrying her back to bed with a bucket. Since she about threw up again, making him concerned as to what was wrong.
Peter carried her over to the bed, gently laying her down. Only to hear her groaning/whining, almost like she was in pain making him confused yet concerned for her. "It hurts." She cried, causing him to wonder what was hurting her or as to why. "What hurts baby?" Peter asked his mate, having no idea the irony of saying baby. He looked down at his wife, frowning as he watched her wrap a arm around her middle section.
He looked down at where her arm was, before gently setting his hand there, next to it. Grunting softly, as he took away some of her pain. "What the heck is wrong with her? Is it her girl time?" Peter thought trying to figure out, what was happening to his wife and what was going on. His wife though thanks to him, taking some of the pain away, she was able to fall back asleep. Mean while he heard a faint noise again, causing him to look at her middle.
Hearing something almost like a faint. "Heartbeat." Peter blurted out, staring at her stomach along with gently moving her limp arm, due to her being asleep and breathing softly.
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He gently lifted up the shirt, to see that she had what looked to be a small bump forming. Causing Peter to remember, the signs from when his mother was pregnant with his sister Rosalie and their brothers. "She's pregnant."
