Ares' POV

It's the middle of the night and I have this creeping suspicion that will change my whole world. But I'm scared to put it into words.

It's been almost a year since Thomas and I wen through the hell that we did and we've come a long way. We healed as much as we could, though I'm sure with time, we'll be a little more okay.

We've been thinking about having kids for a while now, and though I know that these things take time, for our healing and for these to happen, I can't help but dream about a mini version of me running around the house we just moved into with a toy bat to match mine.

Boy or girl, I have a feeling that my kid is going to be badass and no one is going to be able to tell them a fucking thing.

And though I haven't told Thomas yet, I have this feeling, and maybe it's just hope, but the feeling is still there that I might be pregnant. And it's the best and scariest feeling I've ever had in my life. The one thing I've learned is to trust my instincts and right now they're screamingly me to get my kitten out of bed and go see for myself if it's true.

A part of me wants Thomas to take one too, hoping that it'll double our chances of being pregnant even if that's not really how it works.

I'm debating on whether if not I should wake Thomas up, or leave the strange feeling for the morning when suddenly I hear a sleepy voice from behind me. "Where's my cuddles?" He asks me sleepily and I turn around from the window with a big smile, walking over to our bed.

"I think I'm all out." I tell him, teasing him for his cuddle crave. It's only at night that Thomas likes to be cuddled up next to me, any other time he'll mush my face away and say I'm smothering him. So I take all the opportunities I have to tease him about the need to hold me close when the stars are shining.

"You're about to be out of a soulmate if you don't get in bed." He grumbles and I laugh at me before crouching down in his side of the bed making him turn towards me with a frown.

"I need you to go somewhere with me." I tell him, nerves slicing through me at what the results might be and I'm glad that Thomas is awake so that I don't have to do this alone.

"Go somewhere? Now?" He asks me, his grey eyes searching mine and for the first time since we got together, I guard my face and my feelings from him, not quite ready to share the thoughts whirring through my head. He tries to read me one last time but since a nod is all he gets from me he gives me a smile before sitting up. "Of course I'll go." He tells me and I breath e sigh of relief.

Offering my hand to him, Thomas puts his hands in mine and I pull him out of bed before the two of us grab some jackets and sneakers before I get the keys from the kitchen counter and we make our way out of the door.

I'll admit that this new neighborhood that we're in is definitely different from the one I was raised in. There's no police sirens or the sound of glass breaking. There's no yelling or cussing or loud music in the middle of the night. You can barely hear the sounds of the Hunt and yet I don't hate it as much as I thought I would.

It only makes me think that maybe the two of us are ready to start a bigger family than the three of us that live in the house.

Snow is the sweetest kitten I've ever met... to me. I find it hilariously ironic that the cat liked Thomas but when my sweet lover come to cuddle up to me, Snow does not like it at all.

Thomas tells me that I have too much charm for my own good.

We get in the car and make our way over to the store that's not even five minutes from here. I grab my wallet with slightly shaking fingers, grabbing on to Thomas' hand as soon as we meet in front of the car.

Still oblivious to what's going on, I lead my kitten into the store and make my way to the isle that might start a whole new chapter and journey for us.

When I stop in front of the tests, Thomas is too busy looking at the box of cookies in his hand to notice, until he realizes that we stopped and he looks up to see where we are. I watch with nerves as his pale eye grow wide and he turns to me with an expression that I can't quite need. Feeling like I owe him an explanation, I raised my tatted arm and scratch behind my head in a nervous gesture.

"I have this feeling.... that I might be pregnant. And I want to be. I want you to take a test too, just in case I'm not. I want to start a family with you kitten, and I think this may be it." I tell him earnestly, my hands coming to cup Thomas' cheeks, bringing my forehead to his as I tell him the words that have been bouncing around my head for months.

"I'm ready. I want this too." He tells me and I pull away in shock, not expecting the words but so grateful to hear them.

"Really? You really want kids?" I ask him and he nods at me making me laugh loudly before I grab him around his waist, crushing the cookies between us as I twirl him around and shout out my happiness. Luckily it's the middle of the night and the store it mostly empty, my kittens cheeks burning red but his eyes full of love.

Setting him down, I grab a box of pregnancy tests before leading the way to the check out line. And as always, when I feel Thomas grab on to the loop of my pants, even my pajama bottoms, my heart melts as I put our items in the conveyor belt.

After we get checked out and the clerk gives us a dirty look for being so happy in the dead of the night, I drive Thomas and I back home, exiting the car with a big pep in my step as I go to open the door, Thomas right behind me.

I leave the lights off downstairs and the two of us make our way upstairs and I switch on the light in the bathroom, the two of us crowing inside as I open the box and hold two unopened tests in my hand.

"I want this." I tell Thomas, finally letting my walls back down as I look him in his soft pale eyes and he lets one of his hands rest out to hold my cheek softly before he answers my brows voice with his own steady one.

"I want this too." He tells me.

With hope and faith rising in me, praying that everything turns out in our favor after waiting patiently for us to be in the right place and mentality for such a blessing, I unwrap my test, handing Thomas' his. I stand over the toilet and contact my business over the stick, moving to wash my hands as Thomas takes my place. Once my kitten's hands are cleaned as well, he sets his test down on the counter and I place mine beside his before gathering him in my arms.

"You know I love you?" I ask him, looking into his eyes so I won't have to watch the results if the test decide our future.

"Yes. It's mildly disturbing how in love you are actually." My spitfire tells me and I laugh as I shake my head, knowing that he's just as nervous as I am.

"I want a boy. A little dark haired me running around picking fights and making all the supers swoon." I tell him, wiggling my eyes brows at him and he swats my chest with furrows brows though he's not able to hide the smile thats trying to twitch in to his lips.

"We don't need another you." He tells me and I scoff.

"The world needs a hundred more mes I'm the best person I know." I tell him and he laughs at me as I grin, loving the sound of his happiness that was absent for so long.

His hazel eyes get serious and he looks at me. "You ready?" He asks me and I nod to him though I feel like at any moment I'm going to throw up.

"I'll go first." I tell him and I reach across to the rest thats sitting face down and hold it in my hand. I stare at the back of it, holding my breath a little as Thomas' hands come to hold my hips, grounding me to the here and now no matter what is about to happen. Taking a deep breath and letting it out, I flip the test in my hand and tears come to my eyes as I see it. Those two blue lines that mean that my whole world is breaking apart and building around the small body growing inside of me.

Pregnant.

I'm pregnant.

"I'm fucking pregnant!" I shout, whooping to the ceiling as a grin stretched arose my face and Thomas slams into my chest as he hugs me and I shout my happiness at another one of my prayers being blessed and coming true at the hands of a Goddess I used to hate with all my heart.

It takes time. Some times it just takes time.

I pull away from Thomas and he grabs his win, glancing at it to throw it away before he freezes.

"No fucking way." He says and I pause in celebration, slightly alarmed by the frown on Thomas' face. I tilt the pee stick towards me and I freeze when I see twin blue lines on his test as well.

"No fucking way." I echo back at him as he looks up at me and we just stare at each other. "We're fucking pregnant!" I yell, a new feeling of excitement coursing through me at the fact that not only am I having one, but two kids, making up for the year we lost because of some asshole that ruined it for me.

And here I am bouncing back like the fucking king I am.

We're fucking pregnant.

Though shock is the only thing on Thomas' face I can't help but pull him closer to me, pressing my lips against his forehead as I softly relay the words swirling in my head. "Thank you, thank you thank you. I love you. Thank you." I praise him and press a hand to my stomach and his, excited and anxious for this new chapter that the two of us unlocked.

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Ugh omg guys Ares is so fucking cute I love him. I'm so happy for the two of them. I know you guys didn't expect it but damn you gotta admit it fits them so well.

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