Finding Freedom | Kylo Ren X Reader

Chapter Five

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Happy new year's everyone!

My new year wasn't that great. If you follow me on twitter then you know that my poor son ripped his foot open on NYE, and I've been struggling ever since then because he can't walk and he's in so much pain. That's why this chapter is a little late. My apologies.

Late the next morning, the first people you had met since your move to the Supremacy, your medical team, showed up long after Kylo had left you to go to work. You were hoping he was going to stay and offer you support and to be there to see his child, but you had found when he was this stressed out leaving him alone and letting him make his own decisions was the best choice. You tried to remain positive and excited, intently listening to the midwife as she talked you through what was to happen to you over the next weeks and months. She explained the first thing they had to do was estimate how far along you were, and the only way to do that, since you hadn't gotten a period in so long, was to have an ultrasound. Truth be told, you were excited. You had managed to ward off the emotional day you had with Kylo yesterday all morning long for this exact moment. Today, you'd get to see the child you created. That was all that mattered to you.

The nurse and radiologist set up some waterproof pads onto your bed and asked you to lay down and expose your abdomen. The jelly they squirted just below your belly button was cold and made you shiver, but when the doppler was placed into it you managed to push those thoughts to the side in favor of taking in the image on the black and white sonogram machine. You watched as grey, black, and white lines swirled around on the small computer next to the radiologist, then allowed the biggest smile to spread over your face as the image of your child sat before you. There was no mistaking it. There were no dots. No blobs. Just what definitely looked like a baby.

"There's the little one." The radiologist said, adjusting the doppler to get a clearer picture. It was your baby's profile. They had a large round cranium, a distinctive nose, a rotund belly, and you could see at least one leg that was bent against the side of your uterus; its little toes could be seen pushing up against you. It was the first time you had ever seen an ultrasound for a baby, and you thought it was the most awe-inspiring sight ever.

Your only wish was that Kylo could have been here to experience it with you.

"Alright, let's get some measurements." She said before turning back to the computer. From there she clicked some keys, moved things around on the screen in front of you. You watched her pause the video, play it back to get certain measurements, then move back to live time to get some more. She measured the length of the babies head, body, limbs, and measured some of your anatomy too. All while keeping a steady hand on the doppler so that the image of your child could always be seen.

It was active. That's one thing you never thought about was how active babies were in the womb. You saw your baby kick, throw its entire body around inside of you, move its arms a little bit, and even place its hand on its face. It was quite the sight, and you couldn't stop tears from slipping down your face when she told you your baby was perfectly healthy.

"Baby is measuring about 12 weeks and two days." The tech said as your midwife jotted down some notes in your file. "Which means you've officially made it past your first trimester. Congratulations!" She was cheery enough for you to look away for a moment to find her smiling at you. She seemed happy for you, and so did your midwife. The entire thing left you feeling joyous and excited about your future. You could only hope that Kylo would feel the same way.

"Can you tell if I'm having a boy or a girl?" You asked. You wanted to know. You thought knowing your baby's gender would cause Kylo to become a little more personable with his child, but your hopes were quickly dashed when the tech told you it was too early.