The love she never knew

Our Secret

Everything was different now. In three months you would be expecting a baby girl. Of course you are scared, it is the middle of the nuclear winter and you are going to be giving birth, you had no clue if the proper medical assistance would be provided, and when the child is born what will her chances of survival be. When Venable told you she would be with you until the very end, most of your anxiety had vanished, she is always going to be with you, near her you feel safe and you know that whatever happens to you, WIlhemina will protect the child with her life. "We should get back to our room Ember, you need rest, your daughter needs rest." She emphasizes. It was obvious that you wouldn't take care of yourself but now it involved the well being of a child. "Our daughter Mina." you corrected. Yes you were the biological mother of the child but she would be co parenting her. A huge smile tugged at her lips. "Do you think you can walk or should we get another grey to help carry you?" The red head asks as she puts her hand on your knee. "Maybe we should get Malory." You suggest as you see her eyebrow arch. "I know the others would get suspicious, Mina, I trust her. She is the only other person I can sort of call a friend." you calmly explain. "Alright, I will go get her. Just stay right here sweet girl.". Out of nowhere she started calling you sweet girl, you love this new nickname. The older woman looked back at you one last time before leaving the room. You were alone with your thoughts, alone thinking of what he did to you, how this baby was created. Every part of your being blamed yourself, it wasn't your fault though, the reasons he gave for what he did were just excuses. No matter what you were wearing or how you acted, the same events would have followed. "Ember! Oh my are you okay?" Malory practically shouts as she sees you lying in the bed. You were so happy to see her, of course Ms.Venable is your world but with only her around you still felt lonely among the others. "Malory, I'm okay." you say as she steps closer to you and pulls you into a hug. "I have to tell you something.". These words are barely above a whisper. "What is it?" She kneels next to the bed to become at eye level with you. "I'm pregnant." a tear threatened to fall as you speak these two words. Confusion is written on the other girls face as she doesn't know how she should react. "How far along are you?" her voice was steady but very cautious. "Six months.". To be honest you didn't even believe that. You didn't show at all, the only thing you could see was a little weight gain which was unusual since you had been eating way less since the apocalypse started. "Are you sure? You don't look pregnant at all.". "It is true, it is a baby girl.". A moment of silence fell in the room before you decided to speak again. "Could you carry me to my room?" you ask before Venable speaks up. She has been in the corner of the room this whole time just silently watching the scene before her. "I would carry her but I can't even carry myself." she joked. We were both shocked with her response. It was against her very nature to joke about her back, she was so self cautious about it. Something struck in Mallory's head. "Wait, is she going to punish you for being pregnant? Is she going to kill the baby as soon as it is born?" She meant to whisper but Wilhemina heard it all. "Calm down, I am going to do nothing to harm her or our, I mean her child." How could she slip up? This was so unlike her. First the joking, now the slip of words. Something has to be wrong. You hoped that the brunette didn't catch the slip up but she did and questioned it. "What do you mean by that?". Clearly she was confused and Venable knew she screwed up. "Let's go back to our room, I think we have a lot to explain." She sighed feeling defeated. The other girl picked you up and carried you to the room you now share with Venable. She layed you carefully on the bed and sat next to you waiting for an explanation. Before the red head says anything, she locks the door behind her making sure no one can just walk in. "Okay, well there was a specific reason that Ember became my personal grey." she starts but you decide to finish it. "I wanted to spend as much time with her as I could. I hate being away from her. I never fit in with the purples and you needed to get away from Coco. Wilhemina and I are sort of a thing. I love her with all my heart." you say delicatly placing your hand on top of Mallory's. "I thought relationships were forbidden in the outpost? Are you breaking your own rules?" she said more than she asked. "I am going to make an announcement about that tonight. I am going to allow relationships but no pregnancies, no drama, and absolutely no making out in public, as long as people don't get caught they can have sex.". This was something neew. She didn't even tell you that she was going to change the rules but you were glad she decided to change them. This means you don't have to try to hard to hide your relationship with her. " You really love her don't you?" The brunette asks noticing all of the changes Venable is about to make so she can be with you. "I do, with all my heart." She smiles as she looks at you. "Okay, do you need anymore help before dinner?". You hadn't thought about eating dinner or getting up again. Just the thought of being in a room surrounded by the purples makes your blood boil. " No, I think we will be fine thank you Mallory.". The younger woman nods before exiting the room leaving you alone with Wilhemina. "I don't want to go eat dinner with the purple snobbs." you state. " They will not say anything to or about you. I am going to make sure of that." It was clear she has an idea. "Do you think you can stand?" she asks her voice steady. "I think so.". You try to stand up and succeed. "Strip." her tone was strict and demanding, this turned you on just a little. For some reason you always loved when she ordered you around. Without breaking eye contact you did as she asked, unzipping the grey dress and letting it fall from your body to the floor. Under the dress you didn't have a bra on, it is the end of the world you didn't give two shits about wearing a bra. The only article of clothing on your body was your lacy black underware. A devilish smirk crossed your lovers face as she steps closer to you. "You won't be needing this anymore." She growls moving the dress away from you with her cane. Oh the things she did to you. In one fluent move she took her hand to cup your cheek and pulled you in for a kiss, one full of passion and desire, making you want her even more. As the kiss deepened and got more intense you moaned and she stopped. I haven't changed the rules yet. We will just have to wait." The older woman faked a sad expression and walked back. Of course you were mad, all you wanted in this moment was her, all of her. Instead of just standing there you decided to put your dress back on. "No no. I meant what I said. You will not be needing that anymore.". She still didn't look back at you. She walks to her closet and pulls out a beautiful dress almost exactly the same as the one she is currently wear. The high collar, lace and slim fitted waist became her signature look. "You are going to wear this. They will not mess with you now. Also, we have to do something about that horrible bun.". You were shocked but only for a second, then you reached out to grab the dress she is holding. You expexted the lace and slim fit to make it impossible to put on but it was very easy. Venable helped you with the zipper before looking you up and down. "Now time for me to do your hair sweet girl.". Normally you hated people touching your hair but without protest you let her. "What are you going to do?". She only responded saying that you will see soon enough. You sat in silence as she did your hair. "Look in the mirror." she says patting your back. When you saw it you almost jumped up and down. It looks so good. It is very simple but made you look tough. The hair that constantly fell in your face was french braided back, one on each side, and the rest of your hair was down. After further speculation of your figure in the mirror you started to notice that you were starting to show, not as you should be but you definatly looked more than one month pregnant. "How did I ever fit into that corset?" you questioned. "You didn't have a choice dear." That was true.
It is now dinner time and you walked with the headmistress to the dinning hall. The sound of her cane echos through the halls. You are nervous about how everyone will react but despite this fear you stand up tall as if you have athourity. Soon enough you are walking through the doors and people immediatly start to whisper. You sit in your seat but Wilhemina stays standing, you knew she was going to give her announcement. "Listen well all of you," she begins " from this day forward you will be allowed to have romantic relationships but you will not be allowed to make out in public, no pregnancies will be permitted, absolutely no drama, and if I catch you in the act you will be punished. Don't let me catch you. Now, Coco learned the hard way that any gossip or ill treatment of Ember will not be tolerated. She isn't just a grey anymore." Her voice was stern and powerful. Everyone was quiet while she spoke but one of the men spoke up almost interrupting her. "What are you doing, fucking her.". He laughs as her eyes became fixed on him. A wicked smile spread across her lips as she tried not to laugh. "Not yet." Her words were slow and stern as the ones she previously spoke. You couldn't believe she just told the bunker. "I guess that's one way reveal our little secret." you speak standing up. Your voice mimicked hers and your posture did the same. No one dared to say a word as they saw what was happening, you couldn't tell if that was because they were shocked or if they were afraid. A guy across from the blonde looks at your stomach and you get angry. "Do not look at me like that." you bark giving him an icy stare. Eventually, you are going to have to tell people, they are going to find out one way or the other. "I'm sorry miss, you just sort of look like, please don't take this the wrong way, you just, it's just." he stutters as if choking on his own words, unsure if he will be violently punished for the sentance forcing its way out of his mouth. "I just what Henry?". Your voice was emotionless as you cocked your eyebrow.  The man breaks eye contact and looks down, speaking his next words in a whisper. "You look pregnant.". His fear excited you. "Please don't take this the wrong way, my wife was pregnant many times over and you appear just as she did.". A smirk spread on your face. "My aren't you an observant one." you pause "Congratulations you figured it out. I am with child, a girl to be more precise.". Under the table Venable grabs your hand and you both sit down waiting for your food. "Any questions you want to ask to my face?". everybody has questions and you would rather answer them before they start to talk about you behind your back. "How far along are you miss?" Henry, the same man from before, asks in a genuine tone. "If you must know I am six months along. She is due in three months.". "Are you sure? You only look to be maybe three months at most.". Clearly nobody believed that you are far along as you are. "I am sure." and with those words the rest of dinner was silent, your hand in Venable's the entire time.