Meeting The One

Epilogue

"Preston..." I paused, wiping my eyes. "Can you promise you won't get upset? Please?" I knew it was a lot to ask of him, but in this moment I really needed to know.

"Of course I won't Es, what's going on?" He replied gently, stroking my hair. His hand froze as soon as he registered my next sentence, and I waited quietly for his real reaction.
"I'm pregnant."

Preston was silent, the only sound in the room was my choked whimpers and our breathing. In a split second my amazing mate pulled me into a bear hug, beaming proudly. "Are you serious?! Why would I be upset Es? This is the second best moment of my life!" I sniffed.
"And your first?"
"Meeting the one who changed my life," he kissed my cheek lovingly before suddenly releasing me with a panicked expression. "Oh no- I didn't hurt the baby did I?"

I snickered, which turned into full blown laughter before I could stop it. He was watching me, panicked and worried while I practically had a mental breakdown after he worried he'd hurt the baby.

"No babe, you didn't hurt the baby. The baby is well protected in the womb." I replied between laughs.

"How would you know?" He squinted at me.
"Sierra told me that that's what the pack doctor told her after she tripped while trying to carry stuff into the house, and she was further along than I am."
"Fine, I'll accept that- wait, does that mean she knew before I did?" He frowned, pouting like I'm sure our child will eventually.
"Yeah...... sorry...... I was just worried you'd reject the baby and asked for advice."

He pulled me into another hug, this one gentle and loving. "I would never do that Es, I'm so excited to be a dad." I grinned and snuggled into his chest, proud of myself for being strong enough to carry through with this conversation.

"Let's start planning what their room will be like, I prefer something prison-y just in case it's a girl and I have to chase off the boys." I smacked his arm playfully and rolled my eyes.

"No, if it's a girl we're gonna stay up late on school nights talking about boys and crushed and that your feet smell bad." I shot back snarkily, laughing as he pouted some more.
"My feet don't smell bad! They're just a bit sweaty sometimes." He mumbled grumpily.

After that we pretty much talked about our child's future, what school they'd go to, what the rules of the house would be, stuff like that. Before I knew it I was passed out, leaning on my mates shoulder. After the emotionally exhausting day I've had, you can't really blame me. All I really knew was I was going to have my own family, and I would do anything to keep them safe.

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Several months later

"Why don't you just tell me what the doctor said!? Am I going to have a niece, or a nephew?!?" I laughed at my brother, he'd been pestering me for weeks now, wanting to know what the baby was going to be and what we were going to name it. But, to his despair, Preston and I agreed to keep it a secret until the baby was born and we could do a proper naming ceremony.

"Please!" Evan begged, clinging to my arm while I grabbed my bag from the car.
"No way Evan, I told you, we-" I paused at a sharp pain in my gut, followed by an unfamiliar, wet feeling down there, praying it's not what I think it is.
"Uh...... Estrella......"
"I know Evan. I know. Call Preston and let him know."

I sped walked into the pack house, dropping my bag off by the door while calling for the pack doctor.

"Is everything alright Luna?" A woman asked, concern etched onto her face. I tried to smile, but as the contractions grew worse it looked more like a grimace.
"I'll be alright, have you seen the doctor?" I asked politely.
"Last I heard he was in his office."
"Thanks so much."

I walked as fast as I could to the doctors office, whimpering softly.

"Doctor!"
"Luna?"
"Thank you Jesus," I panted. "I'm in labor."

His eyes widened in understanding before he led me into a labor and delivery room, got me situated on the bed and called some nurses in. By the time Preston had gotten there -having been stuck in a meeting- the doctor had announced the baby was crowning. He rushed to my side and took my hand, telling me to squeeze it as hard as I could through the way and boy did I take him up on that offer.

A long time later soft wailing rung throughout the room and I felt my muscles relax as I panted.

"You did great Es, I'm so proud of you." Preston kissed my forehead and I smiled tiredly, awaiting the time the doctor would announce what we'd already known, the gender. But sadly, I was a tired momma and fell asleep before he said a word.

A/N ha! Y'all thought I'd actually tell you the gender? ......... ok I don't actually know what it should be so let me know if you want their child's story and what gender it should be, I'd love to hear your feedback!