Continued from hereThere was a light rain falling as Fred woke up from her nap. Rubbing her eyes, she slowly sat up and looked around the empty room. It seemed quiet and she wondered if the rest of them had left to get something or they were just being quiet so she could nap - something she did a lot of now. But, according to her baby books, the second trimester would be better and she wouldn't be tired all the time. One could hope.After running her fingers through her hair, she got out of Wesley's bed and stepped around some boxes. They had finally decided to buy the house and was just waiting for some minor repairs to be done before moving in. Fred couldn't wait, considering Hermione and her practically lived with Wesley and Rupert now.When she opened up the bedroom door, she saw Wesley sitting on the couch. He was clearly upset about something so she went over to him. "What's wrong, Wesley?" she asked, sitting next to him."I...Buffy was just here and she...""Buffy? Is something wrong? Is it the First?" Fred asked."No. It's...it was about Rupert and Hermione," Wesley said as he gave a pained look. "She thought we should know what they've been doing....Fred, they want to take the baby away when it's born."Fred gave Wesley and wide-eyed look and shook her head. "Buffy's wrong! They wouldn't do that to us!" she said, shaking her head."I don't know. They keep disappearing together and why would Buffy lie about it? Plus, whenever we leave, we almost always find them in bed together when we get home. We never do that to them. Bloody hell, I should've seen this coming," he muttered as he buried his face in his hands.Fred didn't know what to think. Wesley was right - Hermione and Rupert had been spending a lot of time together. But that wasn't what was bugging Fred at that moment. Ever since she'd found out she was pregnant, the connection between Hermione and her had disappeared. She knew she wasn't doing it so it had to be Hermione. She was purposely cutting off their connection! But still, Fred didn't know if she should believe it or not."Wesley...Buffy might be mistaken. How about we give them the benefit of the doubt and see how things go, okay?" she whispered as she rubbed his back. All Wesley could do was nod.
Fred had just dozed off when there was a sharp knock on the door. Blinking, she looked at Wesley and they shared a look. Neither one knew who it was so Wesley picked up his gun and went over to the door. After looking through the peephole, he turned and looked at Fred. "It's Rupert. How in the bloody hell did he find us?" he asked.Hesitating, Wesley finally answered the door and glared at his husband. "Wesley!" Rupert said with relief. "What in the bloody hell is going on? Hermione and I came back from Diagon Alley and found you two gone! Why would you think we were going to take the baby?""Because you told me you were. Earlier today when I was outside the apartment you told me you were leaving us and taking the baby," Wesley said, his hands shaking."I was in Diagon Alley with Hermione all day! How in the bleeding hell could I be in two places at one time?! Hermione was so upset that she tried a spell and now she's in the hospital, hurt!" Rupert yelled."What?" Fred asked, jumping off the bed. She had kept quiet up until then. "What happened to her? Is she okay? You have to take me to her!""Wait!" Wesley yelled as grabbed Fred's arm. "They want to take the baby away from us!"Rupert stared at the two of them for a moment, his brow furrow. He then shook his head and sighed. "Of course. The First," he said."The First what?" Wesley asked."You saw the First as me. Did you try to touch him...it...me?""When I reached out, you moved away. But, the First only can be people who are dead! Buffy told us too! About Hermione and you!" Wesley said, crossing his arms."The First comes as anyone who's dead or was dead. Buffy has died twice and I've died a few times myself," Rupert said. When he saw the confusion on Wesley's face, he decided to explain. "When I used to be with Ethan, we did a spell that stopped one's heart.""Oh," Wesley muttered as he looked down at the floor. "I'm sorry. I thought...""We need to go! Hermione's in the hospital," Fred said, tugged at their arms. "You can feel sorry for yourself later, Wesley!"The three of them jogged out to Rupert's car, Wesley trailing behind, still embarrassed at what he'd done. When they got into the car, Fred sat in the backseat, still confused about things - like their connection. But, at the moment, it didn't matter. All that mattered was going to see Hermione.When they finally got to the hospital, Fred ran ahead of them, even though she didn't know where Hermione was. She turned around and looked at Rupert, waiting for him to point the way. He pointed toward a small room and Fred ran into it."Hermione!" she cried as she ran into the room. She saw the cast on her arm and started to cry. "I'm so sorry. I thought...and then Rupert...I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to leave you."Leaning down, she was about to kiss her girlfriend when a sharp pain shot through her stomach, making her double over. "Oh god," she muttered as the pain came again.
Lying in the hospital bed, Hermione found herself going crazy with worry. She couldn't do anything because every time she tried to get up, a nurse would appear to push her back down, telling her to rest, and she couldn't use magic because she had no idea where her wand was, possibly back at the flat on the floor. It had gone flying out of her hand when she had crashed to the floor.So she was stuck there, having to trust that Rupert would be able to find them on his own and bring them back.What seemed like ages past, and suddenly Hermione heard a commotion. Looking up, she felt her heart start pounding as Fred ran into the room, tears in her eyes. She reached up, wanting to touch her girlfriend, thousands of questions coming to mind, but before she could, Fred doubled over, apparently in pain."Fred?" Hermione asked, concern tightening her throat and voice. "Fred, love? Someone help!"Rupert and Wesley were immediately there, each of them taking hold of her and gently helping Fred to sit in a chair."I'll get a doctor," Wesley said, running out of the room before anyone could stop him."Fred, are you all right?" Hermione asked, slidding out of the bed to move to her side, not caring if any nurse's tried to make her lie down again. She was concerned about the woman she loved.
Fred smiled over at Hermione and softly touched her face. "I'm fine. It was just a stomachache," she said. The pain had left, and she was feeling better. She was about to stand when Wesley came running back in with a doctor."Fred?" the doctor asked as he crouched before her. "Where does it hurt?""I'm fine now. It was just a stomachache," she told the doctor."How far along are you?" he asked."Going into my fifteenth week," Fred said as the doctor pressed against her stomach. He looked up and gave her a confused look."Are you sure?" he asked. When Fred nodded her head, he turned around and asked the nurse to get the ultrasound ready. "I want to take a look at the baby. I'm sure it's nothing but just to be safe.""All of them have to come with me," Fred said, waving her hand toward Hermione, Wesley, and Rupert."Of course," the doctor said before leaving the room.Moments later, the nurse came back and had Fred sit in a wheelchair. They wheeled her down to the ultrasound room, where they had Fred lay on a table. Ten long minutes later, the doctor came back in and prepped Fred for the procedure. "Lets see what's going on," he said as he turned on the screen. "Oh. Well, no wonder.""What?" Fred asked, her eyes going wide. "What's going on?"The doctor turned the screen around so all of them could see it. With a pen, he pointed at it. "This is baby number one, and right behind it is baby number two. You're having twins," he said with a grin."T-Twins?" Fred asked with wide eyes.
Hermione was glad that the doctor was allowing her to go with Fred, Rupert and Wesley for the ultrasound, especially when he seemed a bit concerned about the baby. There was no way she was going to let her girlfriend go through this alone. She still had questions about what had happened, but that could wait until they were sure that Fred and the baby were okay.Walking next to Fred's wheelchair, she reached down and took her hand, not wanting to let her go for the irrational fear that if she did, she'd disappear. They were all quiet once they were in the room, waiting for the doctor to go back to set up for the scan, but still Hermione held onto Fred's hand. She could see Rupert and Wesley exchanging glances, some obvious tension between them, and wanted to know what the bloody hell had happened.Finally, though, the doctor came into perform the scan, making noises as he worked. Hermione tightened her grip on Fred's hand and swallowed.Then the Doctor pointed out that there were two babies. Fred was having twins."You--you're sure, Doctor?" Rupert asked, obviously gobsmacked by the news."Quite certain. There's two in there." He made one more pass with the ultrasound wand, then turned the machine off. "You'll have to tell your own doctor so he or she can adjust your pre-natal care and appointment schedule.""I...we're having twins," Wesley said in wonder.Hermione looked at Fred in amazement. "It's...the most wonderful news," she said before suddenly turning her head towards Rupert. "We're going to have to buy two of everything for the nursery now! And make it bigger that it is now!""What?" Wesley asked."Oh...erm..." Hermione blushed, realizing that she had spoiled the surprise. "Rupert and I...we've been...we've been working on the house the last couple of weeks to get it ready for us to move in. We were going to show it to you today."
When the doctor told Fred to speak to her regular doctor, Fred nodded and made a mental note of it. The doctor walked out of the room, and Fred turned to look at Hermione as she spoke. She smiled but the smile soon disappeared when Fred learned of what Rupert and Hermione were doing together.They weren't having an affair, they were fixing up their new home."Oh, Hermione," Fred whispered as tears came to her eyes. "I'm so sorry. I was...I thought Rupert and...I thought you didn't want me anymore. The First, it came to Wesley as Buffy, and later Giles, and told him Rupert and you were going to leave us and take the baby. I should've said something to you but I was so afraid you'd laugh at me and tell me you never really wanted me.""It's all my fault," Wesley whispered as he removed himself from the rest of them."Wesley..." Rupert said as he followed his husband to the other side of the room. They started to whisper, standing close together so Fred looked back at Hermione."And our connection is gone and I thought you stopped it because you didn't want me anymore," Fred said as she used her sleeve to wipe her tears away. "But you probably turned it off to protect the baby. I wouldn't have thought of that. I'm a terrible friend, and girlfriend, and lover and the babies will probably come out wrong!"
"You thought...?" Hermione asked, her heart suddenly found like it had been grabbed and squeezed in her chest. The First had appeared to Wesley and told them that? She felt tears filling her eyes, hot and stinging, suddenly understanding why things had been so tense lately, why things hadn't felt right.The First had tried to destroy them. And she didn't know for a moment whether to upset that it had almost worked, that Wesley and Fred had believed it, or to be relieved that they had sorted things out. She looked at her girlfriend her throat tight."I didn't do anything to the connection," she finally told her as a tear slid down her face. "I haveen't been sure what was going on, so I didn't say anything because I didn't want worry you until we knew for sure. That was why I wanted to go get the scrolls now - to see if this was because of the pregnancy. You're not terrible, though, far from it, and the babies are going to be fine."After she said that, she paused, staring at the woman she loved, her head spinning from all this, her arm itching and in pain as obviously whatever pain killer she had been given began to wear off. "But the First made you really think that I'd...? Oh, God, Fred, I don't think I could live without you anymore." She hadn't even noticed when she had picked up using "Oh, God" again."I..." Reaching over with her good hand, she took Fred's again. "I wanted to ask you to marry me, I love you so much." Then she realized how that sounded and felt herself turning red. "I still do. Love you. And want you to marry me. Oh, this was not what I had in mind."
Fred felt guilty enough but seeing Hermione crying made it worst. She didn't know what to say, and a small part of her wanted to scream at Wesley for making her believe Hermione and Rupert could do something like that to them. But, she knew it was her fault too because she chose to believe it and didn't take the time to talk to Hermione about it before jumping to conclusions."Hermione," she whispered as she reached up and swipe the tears from her girlfriend's face, "I'm sorry. I...I should've came to you but I didn't know what else to do. All of this is new to me, and I've never really loved anyone before and I...I just didn't know what to say."Fred looked down at the floor and sighed. When Hermione took her hand, and started to tell her about how she was going to ask her to marry her, Fred's head snapped up. "And I ruined it," she whispered as tears started to roll down her face. "Where-Wherever that is." She slipped off the table and pulled her shirt down and stood from the table.She looked over at Wesley and Rupert before turning back toward Hermione. "I don't want to lose you and I don't want you to be mad at me anymore," Fred quietly said as she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around her girlfriend.