It had been about two months since Artemis and Kaldur's undercover mission had ended, and both her and Wally were extremely relieved that Artemis was home safe and sound.
During most of those two months, they hadn't left eachother's side- or their queen-sized bed.
That's why Artemis was in the predicament that she was in.
While Wally was at work (a job that he could not miss, or else he'd get fired, because his boss was a major douche-bag), Artemis sat on their bathroom counter, a tiny white stick in her hands.
A pregnancy test.
"Don't be pink. Don't be pink. Please, for the love of God- do not be pink!" She chanted, tapping it against the palm of her hand.
Even though she was saying she didn't want it to be pink, deep down, she wasn't entirely sure.
She did want to have a baby with Wally- she wanted lots of babies. She wanted to have a big family with him- but she wasn't sure if she wanted to be pregnant right now.
But a few minutes later, when she looked back down, she wasn't surprised about the results.
Pink meant positive.
Positive meant that Artemis was pregnant.
It took Artemis about two hours for her to become okay over the fact that she was pregnant.
They were going to have a baby.
They were going to be a family.
The more she thought about it, the more Artemis was convinced it was going to be a boy. A freckle-faced, green eyed, beautiful baby boy. The hair color, however, she was unsure of.
The baby could have blonde or red hair. The eyes, she knew were going to be green. A deep, dark, gorgeous forest green.
Just like Wally's.
Artemis started cooking dinner; steak, loaded baked potatoes (with cheese, sour cream, mushrooms, and bacon bits), and green beans.
While she flipped the steaks with her right hand, she had her left hand placed on her slowly growing abdomen. She liked the name Jaiyden. Artemis didn't know why, but she just did.
Wally always mentioned that if he ever had a son- with her or any other women- that he wanted to name him Jai, after Jay Garrick, the first and original Flash.
Jai could easily be a nickname for Jaiyden.
Wally came back home a few minutes after Artemis had finished cooking dinner.
He sat at the table with a groan, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Everything okay, Wally?" She asked, her eyes full of concern, a small frown on her face.
"My boss is a major jackass; I got fired." He huffed.
"What? Why?" Artemis cried. "No idea. Ironically, I was the only one there who put up with his shit, and I was one of three people who actually did anything." He scoffed.
"I'm sorry." She cooed, wrapping her arms around him from behind, and kissing his cheek. "It's okay. Good thing I've got another job. Plus Uncle Barry's work said I could intern there when we graduate. So, how was your day?" He asked, turning to face her.
She frowned. She couldn't tell him she was pregnant. Wally had gotten fired, and babies cost money- a lot of money.
And not only that, but their home was only a one bedroom, which meant that they'd have to look for a bigger house- which would cost them even more money.
"N-nothing. Nothing really." She said, clearly lying.
"Artemis... C'mon! We both know you suck at lying! You can tell me. It can't be that bad." He said.
Wally's eyes went wide. "Oh... Oh! Oh wow. We are screwed." He gulped. "Tell me about it." She sighed, tightening her arms around him.
"We'll make it work. I don't know how, but we will. I love you." Wally told her.
"I love you too."
The next morning, Artemis woke up with Wally curled up against her back, his hand on her abdomen. She smiled, and was just about to go back to sleep, when she felt nauseous.
Great... Morning sickness.
Artemis quickly shot out of bed, and raced towards the bathroom, the sound of her retching waking up Wally.
It took Wally one... two... three seconds for him to realize what was wrong, before he raced to the bathroom. He held back her hair and rubbed her back in small circles, while she finished blowing junks.
"I really hate you right now." Artemis groaned, glaring at him. "I know. I'm reallysorry. But it'll be worth it in a few months." He cooed, pushing a strand of her hair behind her ear.
"It better be." She growled.
A week later, Wally and Artemis decided it was time to tell their parents.
"Hey Mom, so how's everything going?" Wally asked. "Oh good. Poor Iris, she's miserable. So how's everything between you and Artemis?" Mary asked.
"Really good- great, actually. Hey, I've got a really important question for you, Mom." Wally informed her. "Yes, of course, what is it sweet-heart?" She cooed.
"Would you like a grandson or a granddaughter?" Wally asked, smirking.
"Oh my God!" Mary cried. "Are you serious?" She asked. "Yep. You're going to be a Grandma. Can you pass it on to Dad for me? Please."
"Okay, I will Wally. You take good care of her. Take good care of Artemis. Do you understand me?" She said, sternly.
"Yes Mom. Love you."
"Love you too." Mary told her son, before she hung up the phone. "So, how'd she take it?" Artemis asked, entering the living-room from their bedroom.
"She's estatic. But she didnt answer my question, though." Wally frowned. "What was it?" She asked.
"If she wanted it to be a boy or a girl."
"According to the calendar, I'm due in April." Artemis informed him. "Which means we'll learn the gender around my birthday. Cool." Wally grinned. He got up, and wrapped his arms around her, kissing his cheek.
"I love you. I love you so much." He murmured, his lips against her neck. "I love you too." She said, softly.