That's The Price Of Love

Miracles Are Real

I do not own Life is Strange or any of its characters nor do i own Carmilla or any of its characters. Also, you guys have no idea how happy it makes me to see comments on this story and on the first book, so thanks to all of you. :)

      It had been weeks since you figured everything out about your visions, but since then there had been very few, one or two at random intervals, but not for the last week or so. Chloe thought it was a good sign, but you didn't really know. You didn't want to stop seeing her, your daughter, even if they were just glimpses. 

      Max checked in once every week, to see if you had any more visions or if you developed any powers, but nothing seemed to be happening to you out of the ordinary. You gained a larger appetite in the last week but that was about it, and unless your power was competitively eating, you should probably focus on what else it might be. 

      It was one day you went out for coffee with Danny, as usual, that you realized something bizarre was happening to you. You and Danny had just gone up to the counter, baby Y/N babbling to herself and trying to eat a crayon as the two of you ordered. 

      "Hey Josh, I'll have my usual." Danny said, pulling out her wallet and paying for her coffee. The young man behind the counter nodded and turned to you. "I'll have your usual ready too Ms. Y/N." He said, before you stopped him.

      "Actually Josh, I think I'll try something different this time." You looked up at the menu. Both he and Danny exchanged a look.

      "I'll have a hazelnut chocolate mocha, and.. a muffin, if you don't mind." You smile, taking out your wallet. As Josh makes your coffee Danny places a hand on your shoulder. 

      "Hey, are you okay?" She asked, and you furrowed an eyebrow. "Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"

      Danny pursed her lips, confusion evident on her face. "You hate hazelnuts, especially in drinks. Whats going on with you lately?"

      "What do you mean 'whats going on with me'? Taste buds can change. I wanted hazelnuts so I'm getting them." You felt yourself getting agitated. You weren't sure why, because you could tell Danny was just worried about you.

      "You're emotional, you're super hungry all time, you want stuff you usually hate-" Danny's eyes widened. "Oh fuck no. How in the hell is that even possible?!" 

      You caught on to what she was implying. It made sense, but at the same time there was no physical way that was possible. "Danny as much as i want to believe that, and trust me when I say that is all i have wanted for a very long time, there is no way that that is whats happening to me. There is no way I am pregnant." You say, gulping as the last word leaves your mouth. 

      "There is no way. None. In case you didn't notice, Chloe and I are lesbians, and that's physically impossible."

      "Think about it Y/N! You're supposed to get a weird power or something, right? What if this is it? What if you and Chloe can have children, what if that's your super power? And you stopped getting visions like a week ago right? When was the last time you and Chloe-"  

      "Okay okay.. so maybe its not impossible. But still, I have to make sure that this is actually happening, at least before I tell Chloe. I don't want to get her hopes up and then have it be negative." You paused thinking for a minute. "Danny, what if I am? She said it herself, she wants to be married before we start a family.. what if its too much for us to handle all at once? What if she-" 

      "Uh Uh Uh, nope, not again. Get your head out of that mindset right now. Y/N, Chloe loves you, and even if she's not quite ready just yet, she will love your baby unconditionally. If you have to you can bump up the wedding, or wait until after. She's not going to turn tail, i promise you." Danny soothed, taking your hand and squeezing it gently. Baby Y/N placed her little chubby hand against your cheek and you smiled, taking a calming breath. 

      "First things first." 

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      You sat on the bathroom floor, fat tears rolling down your cheeks as you stared down at the eight different pregnancy tests you had just taken, a grin spread wide across your face. 

      Every single one of them was positive.