Primrose Path (A Harry Wells x Reader Insert)

Chapter 40

"I hate hospitals."

Harry takes your hands in his. "I know you do..." he says, "but I'm with you this time."

"And I'm so grateful. Plus, we're here for a happy reason."

"Of course," he says with a smile in your direction.

You wander down the corridor a little further and come to the maternity ward. You're here for your sixteen-week checkup and today, and you'll get to find out the sex of your baby.

Harry's almost more excited than you. There's a slight spring in his step despite the ever-looming problem of Darhk.

Your husband opens the door for you, anticipation going through him as his heart thumps wildly. You two have 'procreated,' and soon there will be a small bundle of joy that'll be born in a few months.

You're instructed by a nurse to put on a hospital gown and sit in the patient's chair. The entire wait for the doctor to enter the room churns your stomach. Harry places his hand on your shoulder and gives it a comforting squeeze. You reach up and put your hand over his as the door opens and the doctor comes in.

"Good morning, Doctor and Mrs. Wells, yes?" The doctor reads off of a clipboard in one hand and then smiles at you, giving Harry a slightly wary one. Apparently you - well, Harry - can never get away from the disapproving looks. One day, you hope that'll change.

"Are we ready to learn the sex of your baby?" she asks.

"Yes, definitely," you answer, while Harry grins. Without any delay, the doctor expertly explains the process and begins to coat your belly with a chilly jelly. She runs the special tool over your stomach and stares at a screen near you to locate the baby. From the speaker comes a whooshing-watery sound, and you can feel your heart beat faster.

"Is that...?" you ask.

"That's your baby, right there, see?" the doctor points out. "And her heartbeat is perfectly normal."

"Her?" Harry speaks up. "We're having a girl?"

"You are. Congratulations to you both," the doctor says genuinely. "Now, I'll give you two a moment and I'll be back shortly."

You watch as Harry rubs his face with his hand, then through his hair. If you're not mistaken, he's on the verge of tears.

"We're having a daughter," you breathe out while taking his hand, "can you believe it?"

"It's like a dream," he says, bending down to kiss you. "A dream come true."

"She's going to be such a strong one," you envision aloud. "Strong and a little genius."

"And kind and caring," Harry adds. "Fierce, too."

"I can't wait to meet her."

"Me neither, Flower."

***

Later that night, when you both are getting ready for bed, the events of the day have brought the ever-present thought back to the forefront of your brain.

"Harry?"

"Mm, yeah?"

"At the risk of ruining our perfect baby-bubble that we're in... what are we going to do about Darhk and Merlyn?"

Harry pauses in the middle of undoing the cuffs of his shirt but continues not long after in undressing for bed.

"You don't need to worry about that, Flower. I have reinforcements in place."

"But what if it's not enough?"

"We're going to defeat them. We're going to keep this city safe."

You watch as Harry comes around to his side of the bed, climbing under the sheets and shuffling over to you. He leans against the pillows as you do, running his hand over your stomach before planting an adoring kiss there.

Your bump was beginning to show, but it wasn't noticeable as long as you wore relatively baggy shirts, which is how you and Harry intended to keep it until this was all over.

"...And then what, Harry?" you ask, turning your head to look at him.

"We have our baby and raise them together," he says like it's obvious.

"Do you really want them growing up around all this? Wondering if one of their parents is even going to come home?"

Harry looks down, brow furrowed as he takes in your words. You can almost see the gears turning in his mind as he weighs up his options.

"Would you... would you leave all of this behind? For me and your child?" you question and he instantly looks back at you, his beautiful blue eyes looking straight into yours.

"In a heartbeat."

Your own heart swells at his firm declaration, wondering if maybe this means that you can live a normal life with Harry, away from all this chaos.

You continue to hold his gaze as you take his hand that isn't resting on your midsection and twining your fingers together.

"Will you promise me... that when this is all over, when the city is safe from Darhk's potential reign-of-terror that you'll leave it all behind. You'll give up the violence and the metas and all of this darkness and we'll go somewhere. Somewhere far away where no one knows who you are or what you've dealt with in the past... Just you and me and our baby."

He looks at you as the tears start to well up in your eyes and you bring your free hand up to stroke his cheek.

"You've done so much for this city, Harrison. You've sacrificed so much. Maybe, just this once, you should do something for you ."

His hand meets yours.

"Okay, I promise," he says, and you can tell he's sincere. "I promise we'll leave it all."

"Thank you."

"Anything for you."

And with those words, you know in your heart that Harry will stay true to his words to keep you safe forever after, and until his dying breath.