"It's a boy, I can tell." Aidan says, excitement lacing his voice.

I'm lying down on my bed with Aidan's head currently resting on my chest while he uses his right hand to gently stroke my stomach.

I laugh at him, causing his head to bob up and down as my chest moves.

"How can you be so sure?" I ask, fisting my hands in his thick chocolate locks; enjoying the silk-like feeling of his hair.

He peeks up at me, locking his eyes onto mine and flashes me a boyish grin.

"Because I want three kids in total and the oldest has to be a boy; to protect his two younger sisters." he simply states.

An overwhelming feeling of love passes through me as I hear his future plans for us and I can't help the huge smile that makes its way across my mouth. He moves himself further up the bed and kisses me softly on the lips; wiping the smile straight off of my face.

Breaking away from his captivating lips, I smile at him again and run my fingers gently down his face. Reaching the stubble on his chin, I enjoy the feeling of its roughness against my fingertips and have to resist the urge to run my tongue along it instead.

"As lovely as that sounds, I don't think you really get to choose." I say, humouring him a little.

He shows me a cute smile and I grab both of his hands and place them gently on my stomach.

"...and you need to slow down Mr, I've not even had this little one yet." I tell him, my amusement still apparent in my voice.

He cocks an eyebrow up at me and shakes his head in a disapproving manner.

"Are you humouring me Miss Stark?" he asks, in a suggestive tone while moving himself on top of me.

Having nowhere else to go, I find myself being pushed further back onto my bed until I'm fully lying down. He appears above me in no time with a sexy smile plastered on his face.

I shake my head with wide eyes, which only causes his already big smile to grow.

"Hmmm, I think you are." he says, leaning forward and placing a gentle kiss on the corner of my mouth.

His hands glide under my T-shirt and up my body, until they finally come to rest in his favourite area. His kisses become less gentle; instead becoming full of want and need.

I moan into his mouth as his hands work magic on my upper body and my stomach erupts with butterflies.

Wait, these aren't butterflies.

Jolting my eyes open I push Aidan off of me and scramble to my feet, quickly running to the bathroom across the hall.

Flinging the door open and burying my head into the bowl, I make it there just on time. Aidan is quickly behind me, gathering my hair up into his hands and caressing my back in an attempt to make me feel better.

Finally feeling relieved from the sickly feeling, I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand a flush the chain, ridding any evidence of my morning sickness.

It's not until I finally look up that I notice Anna is in the room with us; mid-way through brushing her teeth.

She's looks at us both with disgust and backs away from me.

"Eww, are you sick? Because I'm going camping this weekend and don't want to catch whatever you've got." she says, rinsing her tooth brush and putting it away.

Aidan and I both share a look and he offers me a small smile. I raise my eyebrows at him and he nods his head; seemingly agreeing to what I'm mentally asking.

Anna is looking at her reflection in the mirror, totally oblivious to mine and Aidan's silent exchange.

"I'm not sick, Anna." I tell her, preparing myself for the world's biggest freak out.

If Aidan thought I was bad, wait until he sees this.

Her eyes snap towards me and her face screws up in question, obviously not realising what I am suggesting.

"What?" she asks confusion lacing her voice.

I say nothing; waiting for the penny to drop. Aidan moves closer to me and I know he's feeling nervous, just as I am. He places a comforting hand on my lower back and simply having him there is enough to put me at ease.

Anna's eyes widen and her face suddenly falls, flashing both Aidan and I her ocean-like irises.

"Holy fuck balls, you've got to be shitting me?" she says in total disbelief, shaking her head at us both.

I sigh and bury my head in my hands.

"No, I'm not shitting you." I tell her, already feeling the weight of this unbearable.

Aidan wraps his arms further around me and pulls me closer to his warmth, rubbing my back as he does so.

"How far gone are you?" Anna asks, suddenly walking over to us and moving my hands so she can look deep into my eyes.

"Umm, six weeks I think." I tell her through a shaky voice.

She nods her head at me and then looks to Aidan.

"What have you decided to do?" she asks, looking between the two of us.

"We're keeping it." Aidan says, looking at me and smiling.

Anna follows his gaze and focuses her eyes onto mine. She places her hands on either side of my shoulders and grips onto them tightly.

"...and you're happy about this?" she asks, completely ignoring Aidan's presence.

I offer her a genuine smile and nod my head.

"Yeah, I am." I say and instantly feel Aidan's hand coming to rest on my lower back again.

"We both decided a few days ago." I tell her, smiling as I do so.

Anna's eyes drift to his and she smiles.

"Well if you're both happy, I'm happy." she announces before taking us both hostage into a giant hug.

I smile at her gesture and sigh a breath of relief; happy with how well that went and thankful she didn't freak out.

Here's to hoping Hannah and dad take the news this well.

Although, I don't have high hopes for that one.

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"Come on yummy mummy, I have the popcorn ready and the Winchester brothers are calling your name." Anna says, bursting through my door with a huge grin on her face.

Quickly snapping my eyes to the direction of the hallway where Anna has just come from, I silently hope and pray that no one caught ear of what she called me.

"Anna! Don't call me that. I've ran through all the possible way of telling Hannah and dad in my mind a thousand times and them finding out by you blurting it out is not one of them." I say, shooting her a serious look.

I should have known telling Anna before anyone else would come back to haunt me.

Although, I'll admit; having someone other than Aidan to talk to about things definitely helps.

She throws her hands up in surrender and offers me an apologetic look.

"Sorry, won't happen again." she says, sweetly.

It's been two days since she found out she's going to be an aunt and she hasn't shut up taking about it.

It's safe to say she's excited.

"Although you should probably think about telling them soon, I've noticed you've put a bit of weight on." she says, sitting down and making herself comfortable on my bed.

I look at her with a horrified expression before allowing my eyes to travel down to where I hope my flat stomach is.

Thank God it's still there.

Snapping my attention back to Anna, I find she is doubled over laughing at my expense.

"Not funny." I tell her, totally unimpressed.

This only causes her to laugh even more.

"Yes it was! Jeez, who would have thought pregnancy could dull your sense of humour." she says, sobering up her laughter.

I simply respond by shaking my head at her and once again, check my stomach to see if there is any sign of another life living in there.

Thankfully, there isn't.

"In all seriousness though, how are you going to tell them?" she asks, switching her amused look to one that resembles a more sombre expression.

I shake my head and let out a tired sigh.

"I have no idea but I'm not looking forward to it, put it that way." I tell her, truthfully.

"Well don't worry too much, he can't exactly judge; mom had us at nineteen and he was only twenty one." she says, trying to put me at ease.

This only makes me feel worse.

"Exactly and we all know how that turned out for them. Dad got depression and he ended up leaving." I say, once again beating myself up over this.

Anna shoots me a knowing look.

"You're not still thinking about that are you?" she asks, raising an eyebrow at the same time.

I think about it every day.

"I can't help it. I look at dad's previous relationship with mom and I see so many similarities between Aidan and I." I admit feeling completely defeated.

They both had kids young and it ended up destroying their relationship; something I'm terrified will happen to me and Aidan.

"Amelia, you have to stop comparing your relationship with Aidan to that. You're not them, so stop worrying." Anna says, in an attempt to comfort me.

I sigh in frustration, resting my chin in my right hand.

"You're right, I just really love him Anna, I can't lose him." I say, feeling myself getting emotional.

Damn you, hormones!

Seeing me well up, Anna moves closer to me on the bed a wraps her arm around my shoulder.

"You won't lose him, I've seen the way he looks at you." she says, rubbing my lower back in a soothing manner.

A sudden jolt of pain rushes through my lower abdomen, taking my breath away. Anna freezes next to me; a deep look of concern clouding her features.

"Are you okay?" she asks, searching my face for any signs of distress.

A few seconds pass and the sharp pain subsides, making it easy to breathe again.

"Yeah fine, just another side effect of being pregnant I guess." I say, trying my best to convince her I'm fine.

"You sure?" she asks, once again placing her arm around my shoulder.

I nod my head and smile.

"Yep, nothing Sam and Dean can't help with, come on." I say, lightening the mood slightly and pulling her into her room to start our Supernatural marathon.

----

Pulling a clean pair of pyjamas over my head and inhaling the fresh scent of the fabric softener; I've never felt as ready for bed as I do now.

I make my way over to my bed and yet another sharp pain cuts through the lower part of my stomach, making me feel light headed. Gripping onto the bed frame for support, I close my eyes and steady my breathing.

The pain isn't too bad but I'm certainly not looking forward to experiencing it every day for the next nine months.

Feeling the pain slowly disappearing, I slip into bed; welcoming the soft feeling of my sheets as they wrap around me.

My mind wanders for a short while before finally drifting off into nothingness, pulling me further into sleep; until eventually there's nothing but darkness.

----

Waking up in a deep sweat and with unbearable stomach cramps; I frantically switch my lamp on, trying not to panic.

I suddenly become aware of a sticky sensation between my legs and throw the covers back to assess the situation. Locking eyes onto a clear, red substance I realise something is extremely wrong.

"Anna!" I find myself screaming out of complete and utter panic.

I'm in so much shock, I can barely think straight and I feel physically sick to my stomach. I try moving my legs but for the life of me I cannot get them to move.

"Amelia?" I hear Anna's voice as she comes hauling into my bedroom.

Her eyes land straight on my blood covered sheets and a small shriek leaves her mouth.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit." she chants over and over as she rushes over to me and grabs my head in both her hands.

"Amelia, look at me. You're going to be okay, I promise." she says, panic gripping at her throat.

Her clear blue eyes are a full of worry and her trembling hands suggest she is terrified.

"Where's your phone?" she frantically asks, while I grip onto my stomach in a desperate attempt to ease the cramps.

Unable to speak, I point to my desk and she's over there within seconds punching in a three digit number and holding the device up to her ear. She comes back to my side and grips onto my hand, stroking it with her thumb.

Dad and Hannah suddenly appear at my door; the pair of them wearing horrified expressions.

"Ambulance, please." Anna says from beside me.

Hearing this, Dad rushes over to me and places his hand on my cheek, forcing me to look up at him.

"Amelia, what's the hell has happened?" he asks, the worry in his voice spilling out.

His gaze travels down my legs and at the red staining my pyjamas and bed sheets.

His face loses all signs of colour and his ghostly white complexion resembles that of pure shock. The crease in his forehead is becoming increasingly larger as he takes in more and more of the sight of my blood. The grip he has on my cheek tightening slightly as he becomes desperate to know what's going on.

"Talk to me, baby girl." he demands, looking back up and meeting my eyes.

I open my mouth to speak but nothing comes out. From beside me I can hear Anna telling the operator our address and her voice is just as urgent as dads.

I need him here, I need Aidan.

"Yeah, It's my sister, she's bleeding really heavily and we need paramedics here now." Anna says through a shaky breath.

The person on the other end of the phone must say something to her because she looks to me and then at dad.

Gripping onto my hand tighter, she heaves out a heavy sigh.

"She's six weeks pregnant and bleeding from in between the legs." she whispers, offering me a reassuring squeeze.

Both Dad and Hannah respond to this and I close my eyes, blocking out everything around me.

I don't want to see the disappointment in his eyes when he looks at me.

More pain comes surging through me and I can't help the small moan that escapes my mouth.

"They're coming soon, Amelia." Anna says, once again stroking my hand.

Warm hands suddenly wrap around my shoulders and my face is gently being pulled towards a warm chest.

"Don't worry kiddo, I'm right here. Nothing is going to happen. I love you." dad whispers into my ear while rocking me back and forth.

I grab onto his arms and look up, forcing myself to make eye contact with him. I open my mouth, once again, to speak, saying the only thing that comes to mind.

"Aidan."

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