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One Step At A Time - Nathan Scott
Title: One Step At A Time
Pairing: Nathan Scott x Reader
Relationship: Married
Warning(s): Mention of miscarriage
Prompt(s): Nathan finds positive pregnancy test, reader is pregnant after miscarriage
A/N: Gif is not mine
Today you were on your annual hiking trip with Nathan. You both wanted to spend time together besides at the house and basketball. You hadn’t been yourself lately, and Nathan noticed that in you. You had miscarried earlier in the year and it hurt more than words can explain. You wanted a family with Nathan but you were always anxious that if you did get pregnant, you’d miscarry again.
You took a test yesterday, and it came back positive. You were terrified. You wanted to hold off telling Nathan just incase you happened to lose the baby. You hid it in what you thought was a good spot, under the sink behind the big bag nail polish. You packed some extra clothes in your backpack when you heard Nathan.
“Almost ready?” He asks, his arms snaking around your waist. It felt weird.
“Almost.” You told him, walking over to the bed and laying out your clothes. “I’m going to make some sandwiches, you can put anything else you need in that backpack.” You kiss him quickly before leaving the room.
He looked over what you had already packed; extra socks, sweatpants, sweatshirts, and you were making the food now. He remembered that last time you both went hiking you fell, and you forgot to pack band-aids. He went into the bathroom, open the door revealing all the pipes for the sink, digging through things you could probably get rid of. Moving things around, he finally grabbed them, accidentally knocking a bunch of other things on the floor. Placing the band-aids on the counter, he starts putting things back. First the makeup remover wipes, then the tissue boxes, followed by the bag of nail polish. He glances up to see your test laying there. He grabs it and turns it over to see the plus sign. His lips curve into a smile as he thinks of all the things you can do as a family.
“Nate, you almost ready?” You yell.
“What? Y-Yeah.” He thinks about the baby’s first birthday, their first word, what its name would be. His grin widens, the thoughts wandering on.
You stop in your tracks. “You okay?”
“I was just remembering the first time we went hiking. I’ll be right there, babe.“
You were walking around on the trail, your fingers interlocked with Nathan’s.
“How are you doing today?” He asks, moving his arm to around your shoulders. He asked you that question everyday, making sure that if you ever needed anything, you knew he was there.
“I’m dealing with it. It gets a little easier everyday.” Nathan kisses your temple, looking down at you.
“Listen Y/N, I need to tell you something.” You take a quick sip of water before giving Nathan your attention.
“I went to pack band-aids because we forgot last time and you fell. They were all the way in the back of the cabinet under the sink, so I took things out to get them and I found a positive pregnancy test.”
You both stop walking, your heart racing. “I took it yesterday, I didn’t want to tell you just incase I miscarried again. It was hard enough the first time, I didn’t want to put you through that again.”
Nathan placed his hands on your shoulders, gently kissing you before pulling you in a tight embrace.
“We’ll be okay. It wasn’t your fault that we lost the baby, and I know that you needed time to heal, I mean, with both did. We just have to take it day by day.”
“Are you sure you aren’t mad that I didn’t tell you yesterday?”
“I’m not mad, I understand why you didn’t tell me. It’s no big deal. We’ll wait to tell everyone, it’ll be our little secret. Okay?”
You nod, wiping away some stray tears.
“Don’t cry, you know people just go through things, challenges, that make them stronger. You’re a strong girl, Y/N.“
