6 weeks later
You woke up with a headache and a horrible feeling in your stomach. You shot out of bed and ran for the bathroom, one hand on your stomach, another covering your mouth. When you reached the bathroom you knelt over the toilet, gripping the seat so hard your knuckles had turned white and you began to empty the little content of what was in your stomach.
After you had finished, you brushed your teeth until the horrible taste of sick was gone and decided to take a shower to both relax you and clean you since England was having a heatwave. You spent ages in the shower, just enjoying the small sense of coldness before you had to go to work and wear a tight leather suit in this heat. Forcibly, you dragged your self out of the shower and began to get dressed when you picked up your phone. Toronto was five hours behind England so you had only just read the goodnight message from Tom.
Smiling like an idiot, you continued to get ready and left to go to work. You couldn't help the feeling in your chest that made you believe you were forgetting something. 'It'll wait.' you thought, beginning your drive to work.
"Y/N are you ok?" You heard Heaven say when you walked into the studio. She had only just arrived herself and jogged to catch up with you so you could both walk to the changing rooms together.
"Of course i'm ok. Why?" You asked confused. "You just look really pale. Are you sick?" Heaven said, concern heavy in her voice. You admitted to her how you had been sick every morning for the past week. Heaven didn't interrupt you once but had a lot to say when you two were getting changed into your Hydra uniforms.
"When was the last time you had your period?" Heaven asked seriously.
"HEAVEN!" You squealed, shocked at the personal question. Heaven rolled her eyes and began to walk with you to the make-up trailer.
"I'm just saying. Morning sickness is a sign of pregnancy." Heaven said quietly so none of your cast mates would hear your conversation.
"I don't know... a month ago maybe..." You said, mainly to yourself rather than Heaven. "But whatever you do, do NOT let Marigold know. You know what she's like when it comes to gossip."
As if she sensed her name being mentioned, your make-up and hair artist walked into the trailer. She greeted you both with a hello and a toothy smile, giving you the usual messy bun and natural make-up and Heaven a full face of make-up and straightening her long blonde hair. She always reminded you of a Barbie doll when she was in costume. You spent the whole hour it took Marigold to set up you and Heaven worrying. There was no way you could be pregnant....
"Is everything ok, dear?" Marigold said, placing a loving hand on your shoulder as you and Heaven went to leave and head towards the scene. You smiled at her and gave her a small nod but Marigold knew you better than that. After a few minutes of trying to convince Marigold, and yourself, that everything was alright, you felt the horrible familiar churn in your stomach. You quickly dismissed Marigold and ran to the toilets, barging into a few people along the way. You got to the cubicle just in time and threw yourself against the toilet, repeating the same actions you did this morning.
You felt a hand gently rub your back and you looked up for a split second before you had to aim for the toilet again.
"Shh, its alright." Hushed the familiar voice. It calmed down your panicked thoughts as the man you hadn't seen in weeks comforted you.
"Thank you Benedict." You said after you got of the floor and rinsed your mouth out with tap water.
"That's ok." Benedict said giving you a genuine smile. Then it clicked.
"Without sounding rude but...why are you here?" You asked, walking out of the toilets with Benedict right behind you. He told you how David liked him in Sherlock and wanted to test him out for a new part as the villain for a later series, meaning he had an audition in about twenty minutes but was aloud to visit the set as he waited as long as he saw no filming.
You both started to freak out at the prospect of working together when you were called onto the set. You wished Benedict good luck and began the filming of Nightmare.
--------After the days filming---------
"Please Y/N! Just to be sure." Heaven harassed, shaking your shoulder slightly as you drove home. It was Friday night meaning your best friend, Heaven, was coming round for wine, movies and most importantly, gossip.
"Just get one when we go to ASDA for the wine and chocolate." She begged, making you sigh as you pulled into ASDA car park and began to search for a parking space. "Fine." You muttered causing Heaven to grow a satisfied smirk.
There's one." Heaven called, pointing to a car space up ahead. You pulled into it and grabbed your bag. You and Heaven walked to the shops and towards the wine in comfortable silence.
"You go pick the chocolate. I'll go get it." Heaven beamed, putting two bottles if white wine in the basket. You chuckled as you watch Heaven almost skip across the shop. You walked to the sweet aisle and picked a bag of chocolate stars for Heaven and Revels for you.
"Here we are." Heaven said, chucking in the basket a small box. You two went and paid, well you paid, Heaven watched, and walked back to the car. The entire drive home Heaven was talking about the scene you two had to shoot today. You didn't mind. Heaven and her ability to see small things against the big ones was one of the things you loved about her. She kept going on about how something very small Nightmare did in this scene could affect how the plot of the series could go later.
After dragging your shopping to the flat, you collapsed on the coach, only to be pushed right off by Heaven.
"Go do it!" She ordered, handing you the small box. You raised your eyebrows at her and did as you were told. Heaven then got out her chocolates and put on Supernatural. A few minutes later you barged out of the toilet with a panicked look and red eyes.
"It positive. The pregnancy test is...Positive..I'm 6 weeks pregnant." Heavens eyes widened and she clicked on as well. 6 weeks ago was when you slept with Benedict one night and Tom the next, meaning either one could be a father.
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The argument (Tom hiddleston/benedict cumberbatch/reader)
FanfictionImagine you and Tom split up because he admitted he doesn't love you anymore. When you leave, you meet Benedict Cumberbatch in a hotel. You then have to make loads of hard decisions in your career and love life-both of which are completely messed up.
