Fillie - Challenge

Flashbacks

When Finn entered the room, he felt a little bad for Millie. She was lying on her side with her back to him and breathing hard because of her discomfort. Suddenly what Caleb said echoed in his head.

"Dude, did you get her pregnant?"

And then what Gaten said, also filled his mind.

"You can't drink alcohol when you're pregnant!"

Finn's heart began to beat faster. He stood in the doorway with a tray in his hand, staring into nowhere with a face of someone who had seen a ghost. At only that moment he had realized the size of the shit he had made. First, he had gotten Millie pregnant and then, he let her drink alcohol.

"I killed my baby!" Finn thought aloud and Millie listened. She still hadn't realized he had arrived.

"What is it, Finn?" she asked turning around.

"Nothing!" he said quickly making Millie suspicious, especially because Finn's talent for acting was not being used at the time. His response was shaken as if he wasn't sure of what he was saying. He then set the tray on the table and sat down next to her on the bed. "How is my love?"

"A little better, but still sick," She sat down, too.

That's a bad sign!

Finn's face turned him in. His eyes were wide again, staring into nowhere.

"What is it, Finn?" she asked in a tone of 'you can't hide anything from me'.

"Millie," he began, thinking of the right words to use. Millie was pregnant and sick. He couldn't scare her any further. "I know we've been careful and so, but... don't you think there's a small possibility that you're pregnant?"

"And why would you think that?" she asked without changing her expression, making Finn wonder why she wasn't freaking out already.

"Because even though we've been careful, you're feeling really bad! This doesn't seem like hangover anymore! It can be a mixture of pregnancy and hangover and..."

"You're right!" Millie interrupted.

"I am?" Finn returned, getting even more worried. She was confirming that his suspicions were correct.

"Yes! It's a mix, surely..." Millie still hadn't changed her mood. He didn't understand how she was so relaxed, "but not pregnancy and hangover, but PMS and hangover!" Finn looked at Millie with a question mark, so she started to laugh and completed, "I got my period!"

Finn froze completely and stared at her in disbelief. He was processing the information and meanwhile, Millie laughed at the face he was doing.

"It's okay, Finn!" She put her hand on top of his to comfort him.

"Wow, you almost made me have a heart attack!" He put his free hand in his heart. "We'd be so screwed!" Then he realized what he had said, mainly because Millie took back her hand. "I mean... I'd totally support you and... take on... and of course I want to have children! In about 10 years..."

"Shut up, Finn!" Millie interrupted laughing even more because of his rumble. She thought it was cute, but she knew he meant well.

"Okay," he said flatly, lowering his head to play with her.

"I think you'd better have your two chocolates before they cool down!" she said breaking the silence, a smile on her face, a trace of the laughter she had given a few seconds ago.

Finn drew in a lot of air, then let it out his mouth to see if he would relax. He got up and picked up a glass. It was still hot. He had made it hot on purpose, because he knew Millie wouldn't be drinking too much since she was feeling sick. He went back to where he was before.