The Unexpected. [Secuel To The Unknown] {Eric FF}

Twenty Eight.

Second Stage of initiation had been good, Morgan and Eric supervised while the other leaders took the tests, and like that they were closing in to the last week of stage two.

Morgan was 15 weeks in, and even though she hadn't had anymore faintings or nausea, she was getting a bit restless at night.

She had accostumed herself to sleep either on her stomach or on top of Eric, but since her stomach was currently being occupied, all if the other positions didn't suit her that much.

That week she decided to change habits, workout in the mornings, have some relaxing tea before bed, listen to quiet music, all she could do.

She knew she could run on 3 hours of sleep just fine, but Eric worried, and sometimes he staid up all night giving Morgan a back rub to help her relax. Morgan appreciated the support, but Eric had a faction to run.

She had stopped doing the rounds around the compound, and was supervising the Sims in the afternoon.

She woke up with a little note saying 'breakfast is in the fridge, love you'. It was propped up against the photo frame with the sonogram they got last check up.

She hoped out of bed and headed there, not before making a stop in the bathroom.

While she pulled her shirt over her body, she heard the door slam. Oh boy, Eric was not in a good mood.

She quietly walked to the kitchen, standing in the doorway of the bedroom she watched him. He was looking for some papers in one of the shelves, he cursed under his breath and bent down to look for whatever he was looking for in the lower shelve and drawer.

He didn't seem to find it so he walked towards the little office desk he had brought to his place, opening and closing the drawers with a slam

"Do you want me to leave you alone?" Morgan asked wearily, if anything being the recipient of Eric's wrath was something that wasn't on her list for the day, even if Eric didn't mean to take it all out on her

"Yes" he answered sternly as he continued to search in the papers, cursing under his breath and looking in the room.

Morgan made her way into the kitched, pulling out some juice and a bowl of oatmeal and fruit to have for breakfast.

"Do you remember the people you picked to be a leader last month?" He asked while still looking.

"Yeah" she answered simply looking at him, he grabbed a piece of paper and a pen and walked to her

"Write them down." He commanded "and for fucks sake avoid the pubescents OK, I am not about to have another mistake like today's" Morgan took the pen and quietly wrote down the names, pulling some that she hadn't considered before.

She thought Eric would like inexperienced dauntless for him to mold to his expectations, but apparently she was wrong, still, she didn't ask why was he so mad.

"Andrew fucked up" he said, sighing angrily and turning around to roam the room "he got a fucking initiate pregnant and that is specified to fuck in the rules of dauntless, now I had to demote him and I'm fucking stuck babysitting the other leaders in training." He complained "and now I have the other fucking moral dilemma of letting the initiate stay or to kick her out of the faction because she can't go into the sims. I'm conflicted because I have you pregnant as well and I feel for that baby, he doesn't deserve to live factionless if it's parents fucked up, but I can't have her in the Sims either, she can't continue"

He sat on the kitchen table and  sighed.

"Andrew made a mistake, yes, but if they're in-"

Eric pounded on the table and spoke to Morgan between teeth