33 BULLETS
I was pregnant.
I stood in a weird sort of shock.
I was preparing for a baby in three years.
Not today.
But as we sat in silence and Thann let me process, my thoughts were dripping into happiness.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
I had always wanted to be a mother. And really, when Thann first told me about his planet, I was ready. But as the possibility dropped into darkness with my implant, the idea slid away.
Now it was back as a tidal wave, crashing me into the ground.
I had to be ready.
How do you get ready for a baby on an alien planet?
I needed my mom.
Mom.
That's right. I was pregnant! I would have a baby and then get to go home! My ticket was practically printed!
Happiness flowed.
I was going home.
But.
I was happy for more than that. And I realized I was happy that I was pregnant. I was happy that this was my child.
New life.
Thann and I had created life.
A grin started to spread over my face and Thann looked up adoringly.
Happy? He signed.
I nodded serenely. Happy.
He jumped to his feet and flipped me into his arms, spinning me around.
Holding on, I couldn't help but give a joyful laugh.
He sat me back down and pulled me tight against his chest. The grin had never left his lips.
His eyes glistened to me and I had to bite my cheek to resist his gravity. "You're going to be a daddy. Thann's baby."
He rested his forehead against mine. "Thann El baby."
"Yeah," I agreed. "Ours."
He pulled me back into an embrace and stayed that way for a long time.
I was trying to picture us as a family.
Huddled by some fire, probably in a clay hut home. A pink bundle in Thann's arms. Or blue. I guess it didn't matter which as long as it was healthy.
I stiffened.
Healthy.
Oh my gosh.
The implant.
What would that do to a growing fetus? Would it cause birth defects? Maybe? I couldn't remember.
It could hurt the baby!
"Thann!" I yelled and he stepped back in alarm. "We have to get the implant out, now!"
His eyes shifted to not understanding and I pointed to the rod.
"Earth medicine. Hurt baby!"
His eyes widened as he took in what I said.
Turning quick I marched back to camp and dug through the packs until I found his dagger.
His hands were surrounding my wrist. "No! No hurt El."
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