Warning: sensitive topic and terms used. Proceed with caution especially younger readers.
Also some smut or hinted smut.
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Rick's pov
(Y/n) and I watched as Beth began to leave the garage before we started talking about anything.
Beth stopped at the door but turned around.
"Hold on, no. I want to know now Dad. What's going on!"
"So you actually used it," y/n asked.
"Used what? What are you two talking about?"
"Beth, I'm just going to be blunt with you. We gotta rip this band-aid off sometime. Y/n's your real mother. When Diane and I got married we started trying but she couldn't get pregnant."
"So what, she and you had?"
"What no," y/n interrupted nervously, " I gave them my eggs. Not like I was going to use them. I couldn't have kids either. My alien parents tied my tubes after I started puberty, but my eggs could still be extracted."
"Well if you gave them your eggs then how come you're just as shocked as I am?"
"I was traveling in space and fighting a war."
"Okay and?"
"Look I didn't know if they'd actually gone through with my egg donation because I didn't want them to tell me, it's.. complicated," she said looking down at her lap.
"(Y/n) left after we took a few IVF batches out. Two months later I found out that y/n died taking out a galactic federation warship by herself. She came back to visit us a few times before that."
All Beth could manage was a small sad "oh" and pulling each of us into an embrace.
"Seriously though I need a drink," (y/n) sighed.
"I think we could all use one," Beth agreed.
"You go ahead Beth, we'll catch up with you in a moment. I just need a second to talk to Rick about something."
Beth nodded before leaving for a glass of wine.
"Why didn't your nanomites get activated," I asked angrily.
"Well because I had them taken out before I went to fight that warship all those years ago. They'd be obselite anyways, I made them so they'd only last fifteen year," she said flatly. "I'm too sober for this."
I huffed, "yeah me too."
She hopped down and started walking to the kitchen, "let's go drink and then talk once we're buzzed enough."
Beth had a glass of wine in her hand by the time we'd gotten in the kitchen.
"Vodka?"
"Yeah I could go for some vodka," y/n answered.
*9 glasses later*
Beth had had half her bottle of wine and was feeling really tipsy and started asking more questions. Y/n and I had just started to ease into a nice buzz.
"So you two were just friends?"
"Sort of," y/n brushed off the topic.
Of course Beth would not let it go and kept asking more about it.
"We dated before Diane and I got together. Dated being a general term for what we did."
"So what? You two were a friends with benefits kind of deal?"
" Yeah I guess that's what you could call it," y/n said before taking a sip of her vodka. "He's my best friend, always has been. We've fought by each other's sides since I can remember."
