Call of Duty OneShots

Krueger~ Not Ready

The topic of having a baby was never an easy one, especially when Sebastian always talked about how he wasn't ready, or that his job wasn't fit for raising a child. Y/n always wanted a child, something to love unconditionally and without doubts.

Y/n would've been a fantastic mother, that Krueger didn't doubt, deep down he doubted himself, and if he would be a capable father. The topic always made him irritable, and lash out on her accidently. He never laid a hand on her though, he would never even dream of it.

He loved her more than his own life, that much was clear to anyone but the thought of raising a family drove a nail made of unease into his heart.

Now coming home from his last deployment, Sebastian's body was covered in bruises and he carried a limp in one leg. His clothes were slightly torn and dirty with mud. He had a rough look to him but even so he managed to give her a soft smile as he walks through the front door and sees her waiting for him in the kitchen.

"I missed you." He mumbles out gently as he limps over to her.

Her eyes widened as she took in his figure. She quickly takes his arm to give support as she looks up at him with concern in her eyes.

"What happened?"

He laughed softly as he leaned part of his weight onto her.

"Nothing much, just got myself into a little bit of trouble over there." He said casually, like it's no big deal.

He can feel her concern as she takes his arm and supports his weight, and he's happy to have her back.

"How have you been?" he asked as he smiles down at her.

She leads him to the kitchen table as she gently sits him down in one of the chairs and begins to make him a glass of tea.

"I've been fine."

As he sits down he notices that she's being extra gentle with him. He limping slightly and when she places the glass of tea near him, he reaches with his uninjured arm and takes it carefully. He smiles as he takes a sip and leans back against the wooden chair, content to be home again with her.

"You look worried." he notes, noticing shes still being so careful around him.

"I am."

Her voice comes quiet as her socked feet patter out of the kitchen and then returns with a first aid box. He watches as she begins to treat his wounds as he sips his tea. His eyes catch on to that shes wearing a larger shirt than she normally does, and that her face seems to have plumped up. He would never express these findings, of course out of worry that he would offend her.

She discards the dirty wash cloth and bloody bandages as she avoids his gaze. He gently places the glass in his hand down as to not make a loud clink.

"What's wrong, baby?"

She sighs as she fidgets with her fingertips, a clear sign that something was weighing on her mind heavily.

"I know you've always said you didn't want a family but, I'm pregnant."

Sebastian felt his heart plummet s he listened to her words. He always knew she wanted a family but hearing that she is pregnant now was a surprise to him. He didn't know what to feel right at the moment, he's not excited but he's not angry either.

"How far along are you?" he softly asked her as he reaches out to take her hand, hoping that his touch would help reassure her even a little.

She doesn't't take his hand as she paces slightly. Her hands pick at the skin around her nails as her face shows shes in complete turmoil.

"Six months. Just before you had left, we had sex and didn't think to use any protection."

He swallows the thick lump that forms in his throat. The news didn't make him lose any love for her. She was still the love of his life and she would now be the mother to their child. His heart was drumming like crazy as his mind flipped through all of the scenarios.

He loved her more than anything, and maybe that's why he was going to start a family with her. it may of been her dream for so long, but he was ready to make it into a reality.