TMR/TBS Imagines

Newt // Pregnant *REQUEST*

This one was requested by @MagicCrank16 I hope I made it how you wanted it. Let me know if you don't like it or there's anything you want me change.

This was the fourth time this week that I woke up hurling over the toilet in my hut. I would wake up with this awful queasy stomach before running to the bathroom connected to my room- a privilege I earned for being the only girl.

I had visited Clint in the Med-jack hut the second day without anyone else knowing. I was worried my boyfriend Newt would worry about me like he usually does and make me take the day off. Clint would hand me the same two circular pills to take along with a glass of water before sending me off where I was fine the rest of the day. The only issue was, other things were happening to me.

Besides the overwhelming cravings for the most random foods at the most random times, I was told by the others that I'm very moody. One second I'll be smiling at someone and then I'll start crying at the slightest thing they say. I wasn't sure what was wrong with me.

Today was day 5 of puking into the toilet so I decided to talk to Clint one more time. If he didn't know what was wrong with me, I would except that this was the new normal for so reason. I mean we didn't have actual doctors so whatever Clint or Jeff said, I would go with.

"What's wrong with me?" I asked sitting on the edge of one of the empty cots. Clint was wiping his dirty hands on a clean white towel before he tossed it across the room.

"Can I see your stomach?" He asked coming closer to me. Ignoring the weird question, I agreed and lifted the bottom of my shirt until it touched my bra.

He placed his cold hand over my stomach making me hiss at the sudden temperature drop. "Clint! Your hands are freezing!"

He laughed and took his hand off. He took a couple steps back before crouching onto his knees beside my bed. When he stood up again, he was holding a small zipped up bag. He unzipped it and handed me a small book. The title read 'Every Step for Having a Baby'.

I stared at the cover for a while unsure of how to react. Baby? But that only happens if you get pregnant. And that only happens if-

"(Y/N) have you and Newt... you know?" He asked blushing. With my jaw dropped and eyes watering, the pieces fell into place. I nodded feeling ashamed at my new situation. There wasn't a single positive in this. None.

A baby? In the glade? We already have to deal with grievers and just the sheer thought of survival inside the glade so a baby would ruin all of our progress. Plus, how could I, a probably 16 year old, possibly raise a child when I can't even remember being raised myself.

"I can't breath," I mumbled while covering my mouth. Thoughts were swarming my brain to the point that I could feel feeling burning my lungs.

"(Y/N)! Breath, you have to breath for me," Clint said focusing my face on his. He whispered calming things into my ear which lasted longer than I expected before I could calm down.

"Look it's not so bad," he said attempting to cheer up. "I mean, a baby will bring light to the glade. And I bet Newt will be so happy to hear he's having a baby."

Newt. I hadn't even thought about him yet. He's 16 too! He can't have a baby! On top of that, he's second in command. What would the gladers think of the second in command knocking a girl up? They'd never respect him again. 

"I ruined our lives. Maybe it's best if they just banish me," I cried while opening the front cover of the book. "Where'd you get this anyway?"

He took the book from my hands and flipped to the farthest back in the back. He handed me a letter tucked in the fold of the book. The letter read '(Y/N)'s baby will be kept safe. We will be sure of that.' The creators want my baby safe?

"It came up in the box three weeks ago. I wasn't sure what it was for but then you told me some of your symptoms and I put it all together. Don't worry, we'll figure this out." He put his hand on my shoulder right as someone entered the room.

"Woah, (Y/N) are you okay?" It was Newt who entered the hut and immediately noticed the tears on my cheeks. Clint announced he would give us some privacy before leaving us alone with the book in his hands. "What's wrong, love?"

"I have to tell you something," I began looking any where but at him. I couldn't look at his face. He'll probably look disgusted with me, or ashamed of me, or sad that I got myself into this mess. Either way, it wasn't worth looking at.

"You can tell me anything, love. You know that." He sent me a warm smile that only made this ten times harder.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. "You remember the night we had at the bonfire last month?" He smirked and nodded at the happy memory. "Well it seems we weren't careful."

"What do you mean? I was careful. At least I think I was. I mean we don't have anything here to be careful with since the box never sent anything like they up but-"

"Newt I'm pregnant!" I yelled cutting him off. The moment I finished the panic set in and I clasped my hand over my mouth.

"You're what?" He asked in shock. Tears silently rolled down my cheeks as i repeated what I said before.

"I'm gonna be a dad," he mumbled looking straight at me. He threw his hands on my waist and lifted me off the bed. "I'm gonna be a dad!"

He spun me around before setting me on the floor and crashing our lips together. In my moment of shock, I didn't kiss him back but he didn't seem to notice.

"Wait, you're happy about this?" I asked.

"Well of course I am! I'm having a baby with the woman I love!" He calmed down slightly into a more serious face. He grabbed my hands and placed two soft kisses on them. "I know the glade isn't the best place to raise a child but we can make it work. Alby will help us, I can move into your hut and Fry can cook something special instead of his normal slop. It'll be perfect!" He noticed my still shocked face and asked, "aren't you happy?"

"I thought you were gonna hate me," I whispered feeling embarrassed for even thinking it. He cupped my cheeks and pressed a soft yet passionate kiss onto my lips.

"I could never hate you. Especially when your holding our child in you tummy," he said pressing the palm of his hand to my stomach. "I have to go tell everyone!"

He ran out of the hut with me trailing slowly behind. When I got to the doorframe of the hut, I stopped and leaned against it. Newt was frantically running around the geode screaming, "I'm gonna be a dad!"

A few boys congratulated him and others just laughed at his silliness. Alby, from across the glade, smiled at the news instead of being angry like I assumed. I placed my hand over my stomach and rubbed it gently knowing my child was tucked away inside.

"That's your daddy. He's silly, I know, but he'll be the best father anyone can every be. I promise I'll do whatever I can to protect you in this glade. No matter what," I whispered down at my stomach.

I was gonna be a mother. Yes it was extremely scary but knowing the baby would have 30 crazy boys to protect it, made all my worries float away.