A Broken Web 3

Chapter 16 - Gwen's POV

I wake up, and turn to face the clock on my bedside table. 3:00am. Ugh. I remember that I was up all the time when I was pregnant with Emma. I sit up and peer to the bottom of the bed. I crawl over the covers, to see her. She is sleeping peacefully. I feel myself smile softly. It's surprisingly comfy here. A sudden wave of tiredness flushes me. I turn over on my back, and sit up, looking over at Peter, who is sleeping peacefully. I lie back. I fall asleep, hanging off the bottom of the bed.

I feel myself sliding down off the bed. I open my eyes slowly, staring upside down at my wardrobe. I feel the blood gushing rapidly to my head. It pounds, and I pull myself up onto the bed. I look over to the other side of the bed. No Peter. I look over at my clock. 11:00am.

11:00am?

I rush up, and get dressed. Peter is probably at work already. Why didn't he wake me up? I hear sizzling in the kitchen, and I race through, only to see Peter standing over the cooker, with a pan filled with bacon. He notices me, smiles, walks over to me and pulls me into his arms. I nearly fall asleep against his chest. He kisses my golden hair softly. "I called work. I noticed you were a bit tired." He teases. "I'm staying here too. You need it right now." I just lean into his chest as he continues to kiss my head. "Thank you." I murmur tiredly into his chest. I get a surprise when he lifts me up bridal style. He walks over to the couch, and places me down gently. I'm starting to get suspicious. He kneels down beside me, and places his hand on my stomach. My heart stops as he gazes into my eyes. I put my hand on top of his. "Peter...wait.." I start, before his lips meet mine. He kisses me, and I kiss him back. Eventually I break away. He pulls me in towards him, and whispers softly "It's ok. I overheard last night. We'll get through it together." He pulls away from me, before kissing me cheek, and returning to the now burnt bacon.

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Aunt May comes strolling in. I still lie on the couch, while Peter cleans the plates from dinner. I give Aunt May the thumbs up before she goes to Peter. I see her congratulate him. He's so happy about the baby. I mean, so am I, but I know he just loves being a father. But just wait until Emma finds out she has spider powers....wonder how that'll go down when she's a teenager....

Peter pours May a glass of white wine. He looks over at me, gesturing at the half full bottle still in his hand. I shake my head slightly, motioning to my stomach. He smiles softly, pouring himself a glass. He walks over to me, and I move my legs so that he can sit down. I lean into him, as he chats to Aunt May about the new arrival. Soon, she walks out the door, and I sit my head quietly on Peter's lap. He gazes down at me, his fingers running through my hair, a broad smile on his face. I smile back up at him. I can't believe I'm actually pregnant again. I'm scared. This murderer is really getting on my nerves. But I know in Peter's arms....I'm safe, and always will be.

In his arms.