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The Apartment Above the Photo Hut - Friday Morning

The last week had been a lot since she had discovered that she was pregnant. First she had called Dr. Lecter to let him know and then she had talked to both Marcand Summer.

Finally Liz had let Professor Broom and Hellboy know that she was pregnant. She hadn’t even gotten the words out before Hellboy had immediately started insisting that she not go back to Fandom, that she could stay at the BPRD, especially if they couldn’t reach Prompto and it had taken a lot of convincing but finally Liz had managed to convince them that she would be fine in Fandom and she did have support and friends who would look after her.

As Liz had promised, she and Rain had gotten back into Fandom early Friday morning. It felt weird being back at her apartment and the store and she didn’t want to think about how much work she now had to finish both in terms of the paperwork and all of the necessary plans she still had to make regarding her pregnancy but she was slowly learning that she could only do one thing at a time and to focus on what she could.

So now that she was back she had to make a few calls and the first one was to Steven, since she had promised Marc that she would tell Steven as soon as she got back to Fandom and then she figured she should leave Marc a voice mail as well to let him know that she was back and would be talking to Steven in case he was concerned she wouldn’t tell him.

She hesitated a moment and then sent a quick text message to Summer to let her know that she had arrived back in Fandom.

The last call was to Dr. Lecter so that he would know she was back in Fandom and then once those calls had been done, she went about unpacking as she nervously waited to see if Steven would stop by.

[Liz is expecting a visit from Steven but the post can also be open! The details of her conversation with Steven is NFB please!]

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"Okay, um ... it's just over here,"

Liz took several deep breaths and led them over to the lounge, letting Rain down so she could have a wander around, she sat down nervously on the lounge and waited for Steven to sit down.

Steven gave a quick look around her flat as they walked, just to get the feel of the place. When she sat, he took a seat as well at the opposite end, leaving space between them but facing so he could still see Liz.

Picking up on her nerves, he hoped it would help if he said, gently, "Whatever it is you can tell me. It's all right."

Liz trembled, tried to take another deep breath and then before she could stop herself she could feel tears start to build up

She hesitated and then, “I’m … I’m….Impregnant,” she got out in a rush and the tears started to fall down her cheeks.

Apparently she wasn’t done crying yet.

"What? Congratulations! That's wonderful news!" Steven said. Then he saw that Liz looked upset and hesitated. "Er - isn't it?"

"Sorry," Liz hiccuped, wiping away her tears, "it's been ... it's been a lot to process, I think it's the hormones," she said guilty, "I'm, I'm seven weeks, I'm having a girl," she added, "she's Prompto's ... it's ...I can't reach him to tell him,"

"Oh no, of course that must be hard," Steven said, with sympathy. He moved a bit closer in case she wanted to reach out to him. "When here you are already hurting because you can't talk to him."

Liz hesitated and then slowly reached out a hand, she wasn't expecting Steven to reach out after everything and she wouldn't blame him but she thought she'd try just in case, "I just miss Prompto so much and I want to tell him that he's going to be a father and I want him to be here, to be part of this journey and I know I have to start making preparations, that I can't hold them off forever," she let out a sob, "Dr. Lecter said it wasn't a sin to have a child whose parents weren't married but I feel guilty," she admitted, biting her lip, "I can barely look after myself most days let alone a child,"

Steven took her hand and gave it a squeeze. "Well you didn't plan for it to happen like this, did you? I mean Dr Lector is right. There's nothing wrong with it. But let's say there was. Wouldn't the sin be breaking the rules on purpose? That's not what you did. What happened here is a lovely surprise, yeah? No sin in that."

“No, I mean I didn’t plan - I - I thought I was going to be a couple years off having children still, that I’d - that I’d be married “ Liz admitted.

“I’m scared,” she said softly.

"Well sounds like she wanted to meet you sooner," Steven said. He gave her hand a comforting squeeze. "I don't blame you, being scared. But it's not so bad, is it? More... a surprise, yeah? Didn't expect it, but still could be good?"

Liz smiled softly at that, “it ….I wasn’t sure at first but Dr. Lecter suggested I start learning a new hobby, learn some arts and crafts so I can focus on making things for the baby when she arrives, start preparing for the nursery,”

She paused, “it also helps knowing I’m not alone here that I’ve got support,” she admitted.

"That's true in spades," Steven assured her. "Whatever Marc and I can do to help you know we will, right? No question."

“Thank you,” Liz said quietly, feeling the tears begin to build up again and she used her free hand to wipe them away.

“It - it means a lot, especially after …” her voice trailed off guilty, “how I’ve been acting, lately …”

"What? Since you went home?" Steven asked. "Did something go wrong there?"

“No …I mean before I left,” Liz said quietly, the tears falling a lot faster now, “with how I …I hurt you, I’m - I’m sorry,”

"Oh no, nonsense." Steven squeezed her hand tighter. Normally this was when he would've moved to attempt a pat on the shoulder or even a hug but he wasn't sure if she'd feel comfortable with that, given the exact topic she was talking about. "It's fine. We're all fine. I told you, only thing that would've hurt is losing my friend. And here you are, so we're fine."

Not that Steven had been thrilled that he and Liz could be no more than friends. But the pain when she left was more due to having to accept that rather than keep alive the thought of "what if?"

Liz normally would have liked a hug but she was definitely feeling guilty about that now and she would be fine with the continued comforting hand squeeze instead.

“I’m a terrible person though, I have a boyfriend and I’m carrying his child and I behaved horribly,” she sobbed, “and I got you caught up in everything in the process …”

"You didn't do it on purpose," Steven reminded her. "Any of it. If you're looking for anger or hate from me you won't find any. It's not here."

Liz let another sob as she wiped away those tears, “ I wouldn’t have blamed you if you did,” she said quietly, “I am so sorry,” she said again.

"If you need to hear me say you're forgiven I will," Steven said. "But there's nothing to forgive far as I'm concerned. It's all behind us, yeah?"

Liz nodded, sniffling a bit as she wiped away the last of her tears, “I don’t deserve to have such a great friend,” she told him quietly, “it - it means a lot, thank you,” she added softly.

"You've been a good friend to me as well," Steven said. "I mean that, truly. Past is past, yeah? Eyes on the future. Have you told anyone else? Marc, I'm assuming. I can see why you wanted to share this in person."

“Marc knows, he wanted to tell you sooner but I asked if I could tell you in person,” Liz quietly, “it … it was the least I could do,” she said, biting her lip since she wasn’t sure how Steven would react that to Marc sitting on this news for a bit longer than he had especially since it had been one of Marc's concerns, “Dr. Lecter knows and Summer knows, they’re the only other people who know in Fandom, I mean … everyone at home knows I’m pregnant as well, Hellboy didn’t want me to come back to Fandom at first,”

"Of course you'd want to tell me yourself," Seven said. Granted he thought of it more like wonderful news Liz wanted to share personally rather than something dire where he was owed face to face conversation from her. "Can't say I blame your friend. I imagine he wanted to help out as well?"

“He’s worried, especially with Prompto not being here,” Liz admitted, “he’d rather I be back at the BPRD but I - I need to be here, in case I can get in contact with Prompto,”

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