I Didn't Expect This | A Darkest Powers Fanfiction

Chapter 7: 7 Weeks and Tori's Victory

"When was your last period?" Aunt Lauren asked me. I was sitting on her bed and she was sitting in her computer chair by her desk. Derek was sitting next to me, holding my hand. Aunt Lauren was looking over a calendar and making notes in a book.
"Well, if my math is correct. You are... about 7 weeks along." She spoke, not looking up from the calendar.
I looked over at Derek. "S-seven... weeks." I whispered. He nodded.
Derek looked over at Aunt Lauren. "So... March?" He asked.
Aunt Lauren nodded. "Seems like it." She replied. Then she looked over at me.
"Oh, there's something I wanted to talk to you two about. Besides the prenatal care... You do realize that, because of Derek's werewolf DNA, you could end up carrying multiples?" She glanced from me to Derek.

Wait... what?
She stared Derek down and then looked back over to me.
"But, of course, your necromancer DNA prevents you from carrying the normal werewolf number. I'd say, twins or triplets at most." She tilted her head to the side.
"Do you still want to go through with this?"
I had to think that over. Could Derek and I handle more than one baby? We were still young. Being teen parents was going to be hard enough, so... teen parents to multiples?

But...
"Of course I do!" I lifted my chin, defiantly.
Aunt Lauren looked at me startled. She blinked a few times, as if she were confused.
"What?" She asked.
I bit my bottom lip and she stared at me, challenging me. I wasn't going to loose. I will not let her kill my baby. Even if I have triplets. I won't let them be taken out of this world before they've even seen it. I will protect them.
"You heard me. I don't care, I'm keeping my baby... or... babies. Whatever happenes. I want them. I want to bring them into this world." I started to choke up. I've never felt this way about something in my entire life. I've never wanted anything so badly. My heart and soul were already attached to the little thing growing inside me.
Aunt Lauren looked like she wanted to smash my face into a wall.
"Chloe! your only six-teen years old! do you really think you can take care of a baby?" She tried to stay calm, but anger seeped through.
"No, I don't think I can. I know I can." I glared at her. She has no idea what she just started.
"What makes you think you can?" She asked.
"Because... because..." There was only one answer. But... could I say it infront of Derek?
Derek squeezed my hand, gently. I hoped that ment he was in the same boat.
"Because, I love them. I only just found out I'm pregnant, but I already love them." I looked over and Derek. He gave me a small smile.
Phew... a smile is good. Atleast he wasn't running out of the room saying, 'F- this!'.

"Chloe..." I looked up. Aunt Lauren was staring at me, sadness in her eyes. She sighed.
"You remind me of your mother, so much... Alright..." She smiled.
"I'd feel better if it was me, taking care of you. Will you let me be your doctor, Chloe?... Derek?" She asked.
"Yes! Oh, thank you! Thank you so much!" I jumped off the bed and ran over to her. I hugged her and she laughed.
"No... thank you. Chloe." She whispered.
I looked over at Derek and he nodded, smiling. His green eyes shinning. Aunt Lauren was going to help us. I couldn't hide my happiness and I hugged Aunt Lauren again.

"So... we should start tracking your messurements, weight gain, food intake, sleep habits, and so on, in order to make sure the baby is growing right." She informed me. I nodded, and she pointed over to a scale. Indicating, 'get on it'. I stepped on it and she messed around with it to make the bar balance.
I haven't gained anything yet. "This is a good starting point." Aunt Lauren says and wrote down my weight.
Then she got out a messuring tape and messured my waist. She also wrote down what I had to eat that day, how many hours of sleep I had, and a bunch of other things.

Afterwards me and Derek went downstairs to find Tori and Simon playing the Wii in the living room.
"Hey guys, guess what?" I asked. They both looked up.
"What?" They asked in unison and they glared at each other.
"Well, according to Aunt Lauren, I'm seven weeks!" I smiled. Tori's eyes brightened at the mention of my pregnancy. She threw her Wii remote onto the couch and practically danced over to me.
"When do you want to go baby shopping?" She asked.
"Um... well... I don't know. How about I leave the shopping dates up to you?" I asked. I swear she jumped three feet in the air and started spazzing.
She ran over to her purse, which was sitting on the coffee table, and pulled out a day planner. She pulled out a pen and started scratching in dates with ethusiasmn.
I was pretty sure she only loved the fact that I was pregnant, because it gave her an excuse to shop.
"So Derek, you going along on the happy baby shopping spree?" Simon asked Derek. Derek shrugged, then looked down at me.
"Do you... want me to?" He asked. Not sure if he should come along or not. Well, I wasn't going to drag him along. Then he'd just be a bother.
"Only if you want to come along. If you don't feel up to it, you can just stay home and hang out with Simon. Play basketball or whatever. You might want to get in as much guy time as possible before the baby comes." I told him.
"I think I'll stay home then. You girls can go... girl it up." He smirked.
"But when it's time to choose paint colours... your coming along weither you want to or not." I gave him the, 'I'm serious. You try to wiggle your way out and I'll kill you', face.
He nodded, seriously. A little fear in his eyes. Rule number one, don't mess with a pregnant girl. Or Chloe Saunders for that matter.