My Time With You

Pearl

I bolted upright in the bed from the noise, and I was suddenly hit with an overwhelming wave of nausea. I groaned, and put my hand to my temples and slowly massaged. The wave of nausea slowly disappeared, and I sighed. If this was only the beginning of the morning sickness I had heard so much about from family, this kid had better be a good one.

I shook my head and refocused. I had woken up... why? Oh right, that noise. I slowly and quietly got up. As my feet hit the ground, I saw Steven stir out of the corner of my eye. He rolled over in his sleep, and luckily stayed on his uninjured arm. I breathed a light sigh of relief before walking off. Before I could get very far, however, I turned the corner and was greeted by the cold metal of Pearl's spear against my throat. I lifted my head.

"Pearl. It's me." She pressed the blade tighter into my flesh, and I was forced to step backward so the steel didn't break the delicate layers of skin. I gulped and shut my eyes, preparing for the worst. Tears bit at the corners of my eyes as I thought of all the things I hadn't done and all the things I would never get to see. But instead of the death or pain I had been expecting, I was pleasantly surprised by Pearl removing the blade from my throat.

I sighed in relief, and she hugged me. Pulling me tight, she sobbed grossly into my shirt. I was taken aback by her sudden actions. Never, not even once, had Pearl cried in front of me. I responded by wrapping my arms around her and whispering comforting words into her hair. After about a minute of this, she was able to pull herself together, and I released her as she stepped back.

"I'm so sorry Connie. It wasn't fair of me to keep him in here and not let anyone see him. I just want him to be safe. I might be a little bit overprotective." She forced a laugh as she said this. I smiled meekly down at her. Sighing in understanding, I responded.

"I know. It's ok though. You were worried about him. But he isn't just your little Steven anymore. The rest of the gems want to see him, and so do my parents as well as his dad. And I can assume you know that I want to, based on the fact that I'm in here." I let out a little giggle as Pearl smiled. She wiped away her tears and walked over to the bed where Steven was sleeping peacefully. She sighed and sat down on the edge, barley making a dent in the mattress with how light she was. I played back down next to steven, who stirred at the disturbance. He opened his eyes and smiled at me.

"Hi guys. Scared you a bit, didn't I?" He asked with a teasing smile on his face. I laughed, and Pearl put on a small smile. We both hugged him at the same time, glad to have our happy, joking Steven back. When we let go, I gave Steven a light peck on the cheek.

"Hey, uh, Pearl, why did you lock me in your room?" Pearl blushed in embarrassment, and I laughed. She covered her face with her palm, and I fell off the bed from laughing so hard.

"So you know how the gems call me 'overprotective bird mom'? Well I was being that again. Even though you're 24 and have a wife in medical school and a mother-in-law that is a doctor. It was a stupid decision, really." Steven laughed in a light-hearted way. I laughed again, and was able to regain my footing and sat back down on the bed. Pearl chuckled, realizing what she had done and how funny of a story it was. This was one I couldn't wait to tell my kids about.

I stopped laughing as I realized what was happening in my body, my abdomen, at this very moment. Cells were growing, forming what was eventually going to be a living, breathing human being. I froze, and the laughter from Pearl and Steven stopped as they saw the look on my face.

"Connie? Are you ok?" Steven asked, obvious concern tinting his voice. I looked at him, putting a hand to my stomach. "You look suddenly, um, I guess scared." I felt the color leave my face. Steven put a hand on my shoulder and looked deep into my eyes.

"Steven. There is a human being growing inside my body. I'm terrified. What if I'm not a good mother? What if I can't handle the child? I'm not going to be good enough I can't do this-" Steven shut me up by wrapping me in a tight hug.

"Connie. I am positive that you will be not just a good mother, but a fantastic one. This child that is growing inside you, is a miracle. It is and always will be our tiny miracle. I'm sure you'll be able to handle anything that comes our way." Tears started silently streaming down my face. I melted into the embrace, and I relaxed. Once he let me go, my world was right again.

"I'm sorry. Here you are, hurt, and I'm having a mental breakdown about a tiny group of cells that is forming a living being in my abdomen." I laughed at my own ridiculousness. As wild as this ride had been so far, I was loving every minute of it.

A.N.: I'm so sorry that this took a while. I've been occupied with a few things with school and emotions. Winter/late fall is kind of a tough time for me, but I'll push through and keep writing! So if a part or new story takes a while to come out, or longer than usual, that's why. Anyway, as I said in my announcement, December 9th will be known as public Harry Potter cosplay day. This is now an annual thing! Spread the word! I love you all so much! Keep reading, and remember to stay weird!!!!!!!!