Moonlight

36

"They're negative." He softly whispers. He softly rubs his hand across my back. Hot tears stream down my face.

"That's... that's great. Jack and I weren't ready for a baby anyway. I just don't get the rapid weight gain then..." I reply. I turn to face him. I softly wipe the tears off my cheeks. "Both of them are negative?" I ask in disbelief. As much time you have to set aside for a baby, I want it to say positive. I want to start a family with Jack, I want to have a few kids run around the house.

Ian looks down, bites his lip, and nods his head.

"I'm uh..." he looks down, before looking into my eyes. "I'm gonna be an uncle!" He exclaims. I gasp, did I just hear him correctly?! We're having a baby?! We're having a baby!

"You're serious?!" I question. "You're such an asshole!" I exclaim, smacking his arm. He hands me both tests, both with two lines, meaning that I am in fact pregnant. I'm pregnant! I can't believe this, I'm actually having a baby! Hot tears rush down my face, Ian pulls me in, I bury my face in his embrace.

"I need to go to the doctors just to be safe." I mumble to myself.

"Now is not the time! You need to tell Jack, like right now!" Ian exclaims in excitement. I get up, he's right, I need to tell him.

I groan in pain, the sharp stomach pain is back, and worse than before. I latch my hands onto Ian's forearms. I look down at my stomach, it grows more than last time.

"Ow! That's... that's my arm!" He cries, twisting his body like a squeamish little girl.

"Did you see that? The baby is growing really fast, is it noticeable?" I ask, pivoting my heels to turn to the side.

"I don't know what I just seen," He clears his throat, trying to take attention away from his fear. "let me find Jack, you go to your bedroom while the pack is out and you can tell him in private." He devises.

As the plan goes, Ian walks back outside to find Jack, while I grab the tests and walk back upstairs to my bedroom, well, our bedroom. My cold feet hit each wooden step, I begin to be consumed by my own thoughts.

Okay, how do I even go about this? I mean, my stomach is beyond noticeable. At least to me it is. Well, if I wear a baggy shirt or a hoodie it might not be so bad.

I slowly raise my shirt above my shoulders, pulling it off my body. I look down at my belly, if I am having a baby, it's going to be so loved. I just know it will be. I rummage through my closet, and come up with one of Jack's baggy shirts, this will be perfect. I slip it on my body and look in the mirror, it hides it well enough. I tune into my werewolf hearing, and listen to the soft heartbeat inside of me. I sense a second one, although it sounds like mine. 

I skim through Google, desperate to find people who have gone through this, unfortunately, little to no one has. However, one site says that werewolf pregnancies last for three months or longer depending on the amount of children she has. So right now, I guess I'm experiencing the normal stages of one through three but gradually making it to four through six. Since the baby needs to develop, I guess it's going by the human months, just in groups of threes. Such as the morning sickness and energy are parts of human pregnancy months one through three.

As I hear Jack approach the door, I throw my phone on the bed and stick the pregnancy tests in my hoodie pocket. I stand in front of the bed, unsure of where to stand or what to do.

"Hey babe, Ian said that you are resting, I just want to make sure you're okay," he begins and puts the back of his hand on my forehead.

"Yeah I'm okay, I'm just tired."