Alternate Universe
Warning: contains themes of rape and abuse
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You stare at the pregnancy test in shock. There is no way you are pregnant. Not with Sam's baby. No. It just can't be.
Being a war dog is already hard but being one with magical powers is even tougher. When Sam found out you had powers, he went from your sweet loving boyfriend to a downright asshole who abused you verbally and emotionally. A month ago it had escalated to rape.
And now you're pregnant.
You quickly message Okoye, asking to be brought home due to some emergency.
Your best friend replies back that she'll see you tonight. You quickly begin to pack.
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Okoye is worried. When you return to wakanda you had immediately went to your apartment (after seeing Shuri) and refused to talk to anyone.
You had been back for months and refused to see anyone. Not even your own father, well Zuri isn't your biological dad but you consider him your father, had seen you.
It's like you went into hiding and Okoye is becoming concern.
"T'Challa...can you talk to her? I'm worried."
"I can try. M'Baku also misses her. Was talking about her last meeting."
T'Challa sends you an invite to dinner before inviting Erik and M'Baku, two of your other best friends. Okoye hopes they can talk to you.
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Surprising everyone, you accepted the invite for dinner and arrived at the palace in a black dress with a billowing printed robe that covers you. You make your way to the King's quarters where you are greeted by Erik and M'Baku, both men hugging you instantly.
"Jovan!"
"What is this?" M'Baku said, poking at your stomach.
"M'Baku..."
"Sorry! Sorry! You put on weight."
"M'Baku!" T'Challa and Erik say, slapping the man.
"It's the truth! Her stomach!"
The cousins look at you and you blush.
"That's not she put on weight stomach," Erik says. "Are you pregnant?!"
You sigh before walking over to the couch and sitting down. Your three friends sit around you as you tell them everything.
"So Sam..." M'Baku says.
"He's a coloniser...can I kill him?"
"Not if I get him first," T'Challa says, fury in his normally calm brown eyes.
"Guys...please..."
"I want his head," M'Baku says darkly.
You sigh.
"So how many months?" Erik asks.
"Six."
"SIX?!"
You shrink back and they immediately regain themselves before looking at you.
"Guess you can't drink the whiskey..."
"Damn and we got you your favourite!" Erik says with a pout.
You smile.
"Well, pregnancy looks good on you," M'Baku says. "Wish it was my cub though. It would be a beautiful child! Jabari too."
You laugh as Erik snorts and T'Challa smiles.
"Nah, Jovan doesn't need your kid you ape. You'd probably hide her away from us. Now a little jaguar made by Jovan and I? Boy we would have to fend off the ladies and gents when it's older."
You smile as now T'Challa and M'Baku roll their eyes.
"Personally I think both of you are wrong and a child of Jovan and I would be the best," T'Challa says. "I am the king after all."
"That don't mean shit!"
"I am a Chief!"
You laugh as T'Challa shrugs.
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T'Challa and Erik happen to run into Sam. No they didn't hunt him down. It just happened.
The two are sitting in a cafe when they overhear a man complaining about how his ex just disappeared.
"Such a bitch! After everything I did for her! Just leave me when she's pregnant!"
"Sam I'm sure that for whatever reason Jovan left it doesn't have to do with you."
"Oh it has everything to do with him," Erik says, glaring at Sam.
"Who are you? Her friends?"
"Yeah and she told us what you did you asshole."
Sam growls and stands, making Erik stand to his full height. T'Challa watches quietly.
"You're the one who raped Jovan. Fucking white trash."
"Hey that's—"
"It's not racist it's the truth. And reverse racism doesn't exist."
T'Challa swallows his chuckle. Erik stands face to face with Sam.
"You're lucky I ain't beating your ass. You stay the fuck away from Jovan if you ever see her."
Erik walks off and T'Challa follows.
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You are currently sleeping peacefully in the garden, soft snores leaving you. M'Baku, Erik, and T'Challa all look at each other.
"Who's waking her?" Erik whispers.
"Is there anything that could be a weapon?" M'Baku asks.
They look.
"A book," T'Challa whispers.
They look at each other before a groan leaves you.
"T'Challa?"
He grins as he walks over to you. He helps you sit up and you moan, rubbing your stomach.
"Bast...I don't understand how some women have several of these. I can't do it. I'll adopt."
T'Challa chuckles as you smile.
"Is he..."
"He's kicking. Hand."
You gently press his hand to your stomach and he feels a kick. You smile as T'Challa blinks before moving his face to your stomach.
"I swear...you, Erik, and M'Baku are acting like it's you guys child!"
"I mean, we are the godparents," Erik says, joining you two.
M'Baku follows. M'Baku presses his hand to your stomach and you laugh as he lights up when he feels a kick.
"Have you..."
"I'm putting him up for adoption."
"What?" They say in unison.
"I...I can't raise Sam's kid. I just can't. You know how hard it was for me to talk myself out of an abortion?"
You never mentioned you wanted an abortion.
"Aunty Ramonda was able to convince me to just go through with the pregnancy but there's a couple from the border tribe who can't conceive. They know he will biracial but they want him. Ramonda, Okoye, And W'Kabi trust the couple so they're good."
They nod.
"Don't look so sad!"
"Sorry...I was just..."
"No one said you can't be the godparents anymore."
They grin.
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"AHHHHHHHHH MOTHERFUCKERRRRRR!"
M'Baku hisses as you squeeze the crap out of his hand. You're currently pushing this baby out but this shit hurts.
"Erik!" M'Baku whines and the prince takes over.
You take deep breaths as you squeeze your friend's hand and he curses.
"Jesus Jovan! Since when?!"
You curse as you push again. This maybe hour five and you are damn near ready to rip this child out of you, bast damn it!
You are never getting pregnant ever again.
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Several months later
You have visited the little boy you had—he was named Yonas—for breastfeeding purposes and also to see how the couple is doing.
You have returned from a visit when you hear arguing among your friends. Your three friends have taken an interest in you and you were clueless up until this moment.
"Don't be ridiculous! T'Challa you're too busy and Erik you have missions!"
"And you have a tribe to run! Not to mention Jovan isn't a traditionalist!"
"What are you three yelling about?"
They turn and you look at them.
"Jovan!"
"Why are you three arguing over me?"
They look at each other.
"You know, you three are sweet men."
They smile.
"And I would be honoured to date any of you."
"So who you picking?" Erik asks.
"No one. I can't pick. I like all of you and you all make me feel wonderful but I can't pick."
They stare before suddenly you're grabbed by the cousins who are then wrapped in M'Baku's arms.
"How about all three of us?" Erik says.
"What?!"
"I can share."
"Same here."
You blink before grinning.
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Several Weeks Later
You laugh as the three men cuddle you. You smile as Erik strokes your thighs.
"I'm glad you're okay T'Challa."
"Thanks love."
T'Challa strokes your side and you smile.
"Why do you three want me? I had a child for goodness sakes. And I still have the baby weight."
"You're beautiful with it," M'Baku said. "You're even thicker."
You smile.
"Thanks boys."
They grin as they curl up with you and relax.