The argument (Tom hiddleston/benedict cumberbatch/reader)

The truth

You didn't know what to do. Your heart was racing, your mind was blank and your eyes began to turn red and watery. Pregnant. You were actually pregnant. 

"Sweetie..." Heaven said, slowly making her way towards you. You looked up in surprise as if you had forgotten she was even there. "Everything is going to be ok. It is Toms-"

"And what if it isn't?" You snapped. Every single thought in your head was directed on Tom and how he would react. Would he be happy, sad, angry, disappointed. And how would you explain that he may be the father? He's still not going to be home for another four and a half months. What about Benedict? 

"What should i do about Benedict?" You asked Heaven, collapsing against the wall and gripping the pregnancy test in between your hands. Heaven shook her head, sadly, indicating that she doesn't know what to do. 

"I have to tell him." You looked up to Heaven in hope. "Come with me, Now." You said, not even giving Heaven time to answer before you grabbed the keys and walked out of the door. 

"What are you going to say to him?" Heaven asked, starting your car and listening to your direction to the Hotel. You screwed your face up in concentration. You had no idea what you were going to say to him or how you would react. 

"Left here, first hotel." You said, reaching the street of which the hotel is that Benedict was staying before, You don't even know if he will still be staying here. 

"Hello dear." The receptionist said after you walked in, After asking if Benedict was here, she shook her head sadly, but told you where he lives since she saw you and Benedict hanging out before. You thanked her and walked back to the car and you told Heaven where to go. She followed your directions in silence, allowing you your time to think. 

"Wait here." You said to Heaven, getting out of your car and walking towards the house. You stopped half way towards the house and froze. Heaven saw and got out of the car, putting her arm around your waist to support you and led you towards the house. Heaven knocked on the door, since one of your hands were holding onto the pregnancy test and the other one was gripping to Heaven's arm around your waist. 

"Y/N, Heaven! Nice to see you." Benedict beamed as he opened the door. "Come in, please." Benedict moved to the side to allow you and Heaven to walk in. Benedict led you both into the living room and offered you both a drink which you declined. 

"Benedict, i need to talk to you." You said, voice shaking as you began to panic. Benedict looked at you and Heaven with confusion, then sat on the sofa opposite the one you both were sat on. 

"I-I-I don't know how to say this so...I'm just going to show you." You got up and sat down next to Benedict, hands shaking and your breath was uneven. "Here." You handed Benedict the pregnancy test and he grinned at you as he read it. He clearly didn't understand why there was a number six next to the word positive. 

"Benedict...I'm six weeks pregnant." You said, putting extra stress on the word six so he would understand. He did. After a few seconds of thinking he realized what you and him did six weeks ago. The grin faded from his lips and he looked panicked. 

"Do you know who's it is?" Benedict asked, not taking his eyes off of the pregnancy test. You shook your head and felt your eyes starting to sting as you watched Benedict panic. Suddenly he pounced at you and embraced you tightly. You looked at Heaven who was watching you and Benedict with a glazed look in her eyes. She was sat with her hand over her mouth and was silently crying. Benedict pulled away after a few minutes and was once again grinning at you. 

"I promise that, if this is mine, I will support you through everything." You thanked Benedict and you stayed round his house for another hour, talking with him about what this all means and what would happen if the baby was Tom's or if it was Benedict's.

"That didn't go to bad." You said to Heaven as you both got back into the car. It was now ten at night and you let out a large yawn on your way home. "Do you want to stay round?" You asked Heaven. She nodded, saying how she hasn't even eaten her chocolate yet. 

You both had a laugh that night and Heaven managed to drag you out from your sorrow. You watched the rest of Supernatural, ate loads of chocolate and pizza, played truth or dare and gossiped until three in the morning. Thankfully, Nightmare wasn't filmed at the weekend since the directer wanted to spend some time with his children, so you and Heaven got a lie in the next day. You got up at ten, but Heaven got drunk the night before and was still in your guest bedroom with a major hangover. 

"Good morning." You smiled as you answered the face time call from Tom. He gave you a sleepy smile and returned your greeting. It was five in the morning in Toronto so he was still pretty tired, but he insisted on calling you before he left for work at six. You and Tom had chatted for ages before you started to freak out about the pregnancy again. 

"T-Tom, is there any chance you can get home sooner?" You said with a shaky voice. 

"Miss me that badly?" Tom said cheekily. You laughed slightly and returned back to topic. "Yes i do, but that's not the reason. I want to tell you something important but i want to tell you face to face." 

"Well, there's not way i can get home for another four and a half months. This is closest we will get to be face to face. Just tell me on here." Tom begged. You gave him a slightly worried look then shook your head. 

"Please tell me. I'm going to be worried until you tell me." Tom gave you his puppy dog eyes and started to whine. 

"Fine i'll tell you. But you have to promise not to freak out." Tom promised you and you took a deep breath, getting ready to tell him. 

"Tom I'm...I'm six weeks pregnant and I...I don't know if it's your of Benedict's." You didn't look at the screen of your laptop as you told Tom, but you heard him take a sharp intake as you told him you were pregnant. 

"Tom come on, we have to start shooting in five minutes." Spring said, walking into Tom's room. Spring saw he was talking to you on face time and gave you a small nod, which you did not return. Tom thanked her and climbed out of bed, still not saying anything. 

"Tom, please say something." You begged as Tom started to change from pajamas to his work clothes. 

"S-so, you don't know if it's mine or Benedict's?" He asked, sitting back on his bed and scratching his chin. You nodded, kind of sad that he isn't as excited as Benedict was. 

"ok." He sighed. "I just want to let you know that-"

"Tom come on!" Spring yelled, barging into Tom's room once more. You rolled your eyes and said a quick goodbye to Tom and then hung up. You started to freak out a little at how Tom will react. If Spring is there, and Tom is pissed off with you, then maybe...No, no he wouldn't do that again...Images of Tom and Spring circled your mind again and was only dragged back to reality when Heaven came out of the spare room complaining about a headache and that she was hungry.