War Torn

Chapter 19

It was December 15, 2012. I felt ill,

"Felicity we've go to go." Harry said.

"Harry I'm going to be sick." I said.

Harry rushed over to me with a bin. I then threw up.

I laid back on the bed when I was finished.

"Are you alright?" Harry asked.

"No," I moaned.

Harry picked me up. I rested my head on his chest. He set me down on the floor of the bathroom. He got a rag and wet It before wiping my face.

"Harry Felicity let's go." Marcus called.

"In here." Harry called.

"No," I muttered.

"It'll be alright. Harry whispered.

"What's going on? Felicity why aren't you dressed?" He asked.

I felt sick again and I pushed myself off the tub to get to the toilet where I threw up.

"She's sick." Harry said as I puked.

"Well when she's finished we are going. Felicity try to get some rest." Marcus said as he left.

I finished and leaned back against the tub. Harry wiped my face off again and kissed my forehead.

"Feel better." He said. I nodded.

Marcus came back in and gave me my prosthetic leg.

"Thank you." I said.

"Feel better, Felicity." He said then left with Harry.

When I felt better, I put got up and leaned against the wall and hopped  to the bathroom door to close it.

I then hopped to the shower. While I showered I thought about things, then something hit me. I was late, very late, my period was late. It had never been late.

I grabbed onto the metal bar in the shower and used it to help me sit on the shower chair. I put my head in my hands. I was pregnant. Harry and I were going to be parents. I smiled and stood back up. I stood up too quick and had to grab onto the bar again. Till I felt better. I turned the water off and I got out. I put my let on and then grabbed a towel and dried off.

I went into the bedroom and got dressed. I sat on my bed, and grabbed my phone. I scrolled through my contacts till I found my mum's contact.

"Hey Felicity how are you?" Mum asked.

"I'm good. How are you?" I asked.

"I'm well. Clayton came by yesterday." Mum said.

"I'm going to try to find time for Harry and I to come up and visit." I pulled at some of the strings in the comforter.

"That would be wonderful." Mum said.

"Hey Mum. I um... I think I'm pregnant." I said.

"What! Really? Felicity that's amazing." She exclaimed.

"I know. You can't tell anyone. You have to promise. Please Mum, just till I confirming and I tell Harry." I said.

"Alright, I will." Mum said.

"Thank you." I smiled.

We talked for a while longer before I hung up.

My lady in waiting Martha came in.

"How do you feel, Felicity?" She ask as she put a hand to my forehead.

"I'm better Hey Martha can you go but me a few things?" I asked.

"Sure, what?" She asked as sh grabbed a pad of paper.

"Um a few Pregnancy tests? I'm about seven weeks late and I was sick this morning." I said.

"What?" She starred at me with her mouth open.

She then smiled and came over to me and hugged me.

"I'm so happy for you two." She said. "I will get that right away."

"Thank you." I said.

•••

We stood in the bathroom watching the tests. I looked at my phone.

"How long till we know?" I asked.

"About ten minutes." Martha said.

It had been eight and they were already showing results.

"This one says positive." I said as I picked one of the eight up.

Martha smiled.

"I'll get you those pregnancy vitamins in the morning. Oh and Harry is going to be forty five minutes late. Her Majesty summoned him to Buckingham Palace to talk to him." Martha said.

"Alright that should give me enough time to compose myself." I said.

"Well congratulations to the two of you." she said as she hugged me then left.

I cleaned up and put the cap on the test that was positive first. I wrapped in a piece of toilet paper and went back to the bedroom. I picked up Emma by Jane Austin, and sat in my reading chair. I kept looking up every few minutes, expecting Harry to walk in.

When he finally walked in, I started to get up.

"Hey, no stay sitting." He said with a smile on his face.

"Hey." I said.

He came over and kissed me.

"I've got big news." I said.

"Oh I've got bigger." He smiled. He was completely wrong.

"You go first." I said.

"I'm being deployed." He smiled.

My smiled dropped and I started crying. It's not that I knew he would eventually be deployed by now?

"Felicity baby. What's wrong?" He asked.

I took the pregnancy test out from my pocket. "I'm pregnant, about seven weeks from my calculations." I said with tears rolling down my cheeks.

Harry looked at the test dumbfounded. "Felicity." He said.

"I'll only be gone eight weeks. I'm going to be safe. I will come back." He said as he hugged me.

"That's what was supposed to happen during our first tour. But I'm without a leg." I said.

"Felicity please. I'm going to be completely safe." I said.

"What if you get shot down?" I asked. He hesitated.

"Stop thinking of the worst case scenarios. I will be safe I promise you that." Harry said.

He got up and walked over to our drawer of random things. He came over with a pair of dog tags, my dog tags.

"Alright, during our first tour we both wore these. Your father told me that when he was deployed after he married your mum. She would wear a fake pair of dog tags she'd had made. While he was gone and wearing his. So we're going to do the same thing. While I'm gone, you wear yours. And when ever you miss me. Just remember that I'm wear a similar pair and that I'm safe. You will get letters from me. I will write you every day." Harry promised.

"I'm going to miss you. When do you leave?" I asked.

"Next week. It's only eight weeks." Harry said.

"I love you." I said as I put my book down.

"I love you too." He said as he kissed my head.

Harry put my dog tags on. Harry said.

"So we will have little one next Christmas." Harry smiled.

"We will." I smiled. Harry picked me up bridal style. He took my prosthetic off with one hand and he laid me on the bed. Harry kissed me and I kissed back.

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A/n: I finished this last night, was gonna update later but I wanted to do it earlier.
-princess