The Futrue Of Fairy Tail (NaLu) (Not Edited) ✔

Chapter 15

Guess who's planning on ending this fanfiction soon! Yep! I may write 1 or 2 (most likely 2 or 3) more chapters and that's it. Thanks for liking it all! Rlly appreciate people reading my story! I'll be writing a new book soon but its not a NaLu fan fiction. But I may write another NaLu fanfiction. Anyway, hope you like chapter 15! Plus vote, comment, and follow me! Thank you! ❤
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Natsu 💙 Lucy

Positive?! It couldn't be positive!! I took the medication when I needed to we used protection, there's no way this could be happening!!

I feel myself go weak and fall on the floor slowly. Maybe it's a mistake, it has to be a mistake. I'll just say that I'm going to take a job tomorrow and I'll stop at the doctor's office. There's no way I could be pregnant again

What am I gonna do..

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I take a seat at the bar in the guild hall. I put my head on the counter and cover my face with my arms.

"Lucy, are you okay?" Maria asks. I nod slowly. She hands me a drink, "don't worry about paying for it, you look like your having a bad day. If you wanna talk about it, just come find me," she smiles and walks away. I turn around and look for gray and/or Juvia.

" Hey gray!" I call. He noticed me and walked over. "Are you okay, you look pale. are you still sick?" He presses his hand flat on my face. I push his hand away, "no. I just want you to go and stay with natsu and Layla today so they don't burn the house down," I rest my head in my hand and lean on the counter.

"Yeah, I'll go, but are you sure your okay?" He asks again. I nod, "I'm just having a really bad day.."

When he finally leaves, I look over at the job bored at the other end of the guild hall. I really do have to take a job.. but I can't use my magic energy.. I'll have to take one that doesn't require magic or I'll have to use my whip.

I walk over to the bored and examine it. Not a lot to choose from.. I pull off a paper and read it. A job asking for someone to take care of their baby for a few hours. Its simple and something I can handle. So I leave for the job.

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The baby's name is Winston, a small, brown headed little boy, with a little pudge and cute red cheeks. Hes very quiet and it had been about an hour so the parents had to be getting home within another hour or so.

I set Winston in his crib as gently as I could so I wouldn't wake him. Taking care of a baby isn't horrible. I miss some of the times when layla was still little. Like her first moments.

I bend over the crib to hold Winston again, then cradling him in my arms. I wonder if igneel would have been like this if he was born.. if he.. if he had actually been part of the family. Layla would have an older brother. Or would layla even be with us..? Maybe igneel would have been like layla. Or completely different.

I sit down in the rocking chair. I hold the baby closer to me and smile. I missed this. Maybe having a baby won't be so bad. But what if.. what if the same thing that happened to igneel happens to.. to this baby..

I feel my eyes burn and start to tear up. Then I start to cry.
"We're home!" A woman's voice calls from the other room. She walks in and sees me crying, holding her baby who was still sleeping.

"What happened?" She asks slightly mortified. " I- I'm sorry," I sniffle, standing to hand her Winston. "It's just hard, i- I had a miscarriage a few years ago and.. I'm having a tuff day.. I'm so sorry," I while away my tears with the back of my hand.

"Oh, no dear, don't apologize," she hands me a tissue. "I understand, it'll all turn out okay eventually."

"Thank you," I say.