Marjoreece Oneshots

I think I'm pregnant

(Marjorie's pov)

"Marjorie?"
"Sorry Autumn. What was that?" I question back, and look to her.
"I think I'm pregnant." She whispers.
My eyes widen, and my jaw drops. She turns her head down, looking embarrassed.
"Hey no. It's okay love. Have you taken a test?" I say, walking over to her, kneeling down in front of her.
"No. I'm too scared. Especially after last time." She whispers once more, tears brimming her eyes.
"Okay. Do you want to take a test?" I ask, and she nods.
"Take one with me." She whispers.
"I'll do anything to make you feel more comfortable." I say, grabbing her hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.

I grab my keys, telling Autumn I will be back.
I head to my car, calling Reece and driving out.
"Hey baby." he says.
"Hey." I respond.
"What? What has happened?" he questions, sounding almost panicky.
"Nothing, I just wanted to hear your voice." I say, sighing.
"Why are you calling now? You're not on lunch now, are you driving? Baby." he says, now almost definitely pacing.
"I'm on my way to the shops, to get a pregnancy test." I say, and he gasps very audibly.
"I'm sorry? What? When? Explain? Baby?" He questions.
"For your sister. She thinks she is pregnant. She is scared after her last time, and wants me to get it for her, and take one with her." I say, while griping onto the steering wheel tightly.
"Oh okay. I'm thankful you are there for her. I love you baby, I have to go." he says, and I hang up, before saying anything back.

This is not good. I love Autumn, and would take a little test just to comfort her.
But I'm terrified, because I think I'm pregnant.
I mean, I have been ill every morning, and it will go by lunch. And, I am already late this month. Crap.
I don't know if I can do this. I can't be pregnant. What if Reece isn't happy? What if I turn out like my mother? What if? My thoughts are interrupted as I pull up into the car park.
I take a deep breath, and make my way into the store, quickly buying the tests, then running back out. Why is that so embarrassing??

I head back to the nursery, and see Autumn comforted by Winter.
"Winter? Aut?" I question, and Autumn shakes her head, and Winter looks up at me.
"I don't know what happened? I walked in to drop something off, and found her like this, crying and just shaking her head. Help Marjorie." he begs, walking over to me.
"I got her Winter. I got her." I say, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Thank you. Call if you need, I'll come running." he says, exiting the room.

"You got them?" she whispers.
"Yes, you ready to take them?" I say, trying to mask the nervousness.
"It's okay Marjorie, we have each other. It'll be okay." Autumn whispers, standing up, and taking my hand.
I grab hers, squeeze it, and we walk down to the bathrooms.
I hand her a test, and take one for myself, and we go off to separate stalls, doing our things.
We come out, and I set a timer on my phone for 2 minutes and we place our tests down, waiting until we turn them over.
She starts banging her hands against the counter, grunting.
"Autumn?"
"I can't! Argh!" she yells.
"Hey, calm. It's okay. It's okay. Don't get angry, you'll be fine. Whatever happens, you'll be fine, I promise." I say, rubbing her back.
"Yeah sorry. I'm just scared. How long left?" she questions, and just like clockwork, the timer goes off.
"You ready?" I ask, and she nods.
"You?"
"Of course. I have nothing to worry about." I say nervously, and she pats my back.
"It's okay. Whatever happens, we'll be okay."

We both grab our tests.
"3.....2......1" I count down, and Autumn flips her test over, and I don't flip mine, instead stare at hers.
"P-positive." she stutters out.
"You alright?"
"It's positive! I can't believe it! I'm having a baby." she squeals out, jumping up and down.
"Yes you are! Wanna tell Winter?" I question and she stops and looks at me.
"Not until you turn yours." she says, looking down into my hands.
"I-I'm scared to." I stumble out, and she places her hand on my arm.
"You got this."

I turn over the test, and stare at it, stare at the two lines.
"A-Autumn." I mumble, and look up to her.
"It's okay. You're okay." she whispers, rubbing her hand up and down my arm.
"I-I'm pregnant." I whisper out.
"Mhm. What do you need?" she questions, looking into my tear filled eyes.
"My love." I whisper, falling down to the floor, and pressing my back against the wall.
"I've got it." She says, pulling her phone out.
"Reece. Get here. Yes. Mhm. No. She needs you. Yeah. Okay. Thanks." she says, ending the call.
"He's coming. Hang tight."