One Night to Change Everything

by Butterfly2090

Summary:

One moment can change the course of your life and navigating the outcome can be scary but could also bring so much happiness

Chapter 1: 4 Weeks

Summary:

You’ll notice I mention 2 songs in the story. I feel music helps immerse you into the scene even more so I wanted to add the songs that gave me inspiration for certain parts. Feel free to listen to them as you read 😊

 

A huge thank you to AngelKohai for beta reading for me 🥰 I appreciate you taking the time to help me!

“You have got to be kidding me…”

I felt the anxiety build up causing my head to pound and my stomach knotting painfully. Thankfully I hadn’t eaten yet that morning, the thought of expelling stomach acid didn’t sound appealing. Willing myself to calm the mounting panic attack, I looked back over to the test with the 2 lines staring back at me. No matter how many times I blinked, they’re still there taunting me.

A few days ago I started to feel off. I couldn’t pin point what exactly it was but it was an intuition that told me something was different about my body. I didn’t want to believe it at first but I decided there was no harm in making sure. And now the proof of what I had suspected was sitting on the counter.

I had always fantasized this moment going differently. I wanted to be married to someone I love and loved me in return. To plan this moment with my husband and share in the news of expanding our family. What I didn’t envision was standing alone in the bathroom of my home, just a few weeks after my birthday, wondering why I didn’t take better precautions to avoid this.

I still didn’t regret that night with him though, even if this was the result...

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2 weeks ago
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For my 21st birthday, I decided I wanted all my friends to get together and go to Rouge’s club.

The tall muscular bull with a large gold hoop hanging from his septum wearing a crisp black suit glanced down at Rouge as we walked up. She smiled up at him and he moved aside to allow us entry.

The double doors opened to reveal dark hardwood floors reflecting the low lights throughout the club. To the left was the bar with floor to ceiling shelves, crowded with bottles of various types of alcohol; a large neon red sign in the middle of the shelves read “Sinners Welcome”. Booths with leather seats and black tables were sporadically placed on the other walls, leaving the middle open for people to dance. Lastly, to the right was a spiral staircase with a sign stating “VIP” led to a large loft area.

Rouge motioned for us all to follow her to the spiral staircase. Turning her head slightly to catch my attention, she gave me a wink and said, “Only the best for my girl on her big day!”

As everyone began to climb the stairs, I looked over my shoulder to see Shadow trailing behind.

If I offered for him to go up the stairs before me, would he? That way, I wouldn’t have to stress about trying to hold my dress down from revealing too much given his vantage point.

The sleeveless black mini dress I wore fit snuggly on my curves, a cutout exposed the whole of my back , stopping right before my tail. The front had a high neckline, and if I put my arms down by my sides, the bottom of the dress was an inch shorter than my fingertips, my legs on full display. Black stilettos with thin straps wrapped around my ankle, my quills were pinned up in a messy bun with a few pieces pulled out, mascara applied to my eyelashes lengthened them into elegant wisps, and a beautifully vibrant red lipstick made my lips pop deliciously. I wanted to feel sexy tonight and I did… but the thought of Shadow seeing up my dress as I ascended the stairs made me falter for a second.

If I was wearing underwear that covered me, maybe the idea of him accidentally seeing something wouldn’t be so daunting. But it just so happened that I got convinced to wear something more revealing because apparently wearing something similar to dental floss would be best with this kind of dress…

I was moments away from turning around and asking if he’d like to go first until I looked up and saw Rouge’s face. She had that knowing smirk plastered on her face with a devious glint in her eye.

When getting ready for tonight, I confided in her about my feelings for Shadow in hopes she could help me get noticed by him. That look reminded me that I wouldn’t accomplish anything if I don’t stop being scared.

Steeling my nerves and taking a deep breath, I repeated the mantra in my mind, “I’m a sexy confident woman, own it!” With determination coursing through me, I sauntered up the steps with a swish in my hips, focusing on the confidence clawing up to the surface bit by bit.

I chanced a glance behind me in hopes Shadow took notice.

He was looking directly at my back and behind,  as if he were mesmerized by the movement of my body. His gaze trailed up and when he noticed me looking, his head whipped to the side.

Confusion clouded my mind until a flash of light from the club graced his face and revealed a small blush touching his cheeks. A slow smirk spread across my face, reveling in the fact that he was so flustered by my presence alone. It’s not the first time I’ve seen him blush but to know I caused that over being caught staring at my backside felt like a win. I turned back forward as I climbed the last steps to the VIP loft.

Plush velvet couches with a glass top coffee table sat in the center. To the side was a door accessed only by employees to come and go from the bar downstairs to bring us drinks. A slender white feline with ocean blue eyes, in a red latex strapless mini dress with stilettos to match, sauntered over to the couches with a tray of shot glasses and a bottle of vodka. Most likely Rouge’s doing to get the night started on a high note.

Blaze and Silver stood off to the side looking over the railing at the sea of bodies occupying the first floor. Sonic and Knuckles were sitting down at the couches talking and laughing, until the blue hedgehog’s gaze caught on the feline server bending over to carefully set down the tray. Rouge was off by the employees only door speaking with a bulky looking canine which I assumed was one of the bouncers.

I stood there smiling, enjoying that all my friends were here to celebrate with me. Well… not all my friends. I wish Cream and Tails were old enough to enjoy this moment too. But at least I got to spend the afternoon with them, sharing cake and receiving wishes to have a great evening with the rest of our group.

“Is everything okay, Rose?”

I felt his presence at my side as he spoke softly into my ear. A violent blush burned across my cheeks and I immediately chided myself. He was only speaking directly in my ear because it was so loud in here and he probably didn’t want to yell.

Calming my rapid heart, I turned my head slightly to the left to the glowing carmine eyes watching me intently. “Yeah, everything is okay, Shadow! I'm just excited to celebrate my birthday with everyone,” I said with a smile.

He observed me a bit longer, analyzing my words and features. He then gave a short nod, satisfied with my answer and gestured toward the couches. “After you then, Birthday Girl,” he smirked.

With my skin still blazing with heat, I nodded and made my way to the velvet couches.

The feline was still bent over as she finished setting the glasses on the table. I couldn’t help but wonder if Shadow was as distracted by her as Sonic was. She was very pretty after all.

Sonic was attempting to flirt with her and she seemed to politely smile back at him through it all. I glanced back to find Shadow’s gaze firmly on my backside and not once wandering to the feline. Before he could notice me looking again, I faced forward with a smile. As I sat down on the couch, the feline stood up and walked away to the employee only door. Sonic wore a frown on his face watching her go.

Knuckles clapped him on the back with his giant hand. “Can’t win them all, Hero of Mobius,” he chuckled heartily.The blue hedgehog shook his head and gave one of his signature smiles.

I averted my attention away from their conversation as I contained a moan of satisfaction at the feel of soft velvet against my bare legs. I was tempted to lean back to feel it against my exposed back and sink into the comfort it offered. Instead I kept myself upright, crossing one thigh over the other, causing the dress to slide up and reveal more of my leg. I rested my hands on either side of my hips on the couch wishing I could take my gloves off to feel the velvet against my bare hands.

I glanced up and cocked my head to the side seeing Shadow standing there, fixated on my toned legs.

I took a moment to appreciate the way he looked. In his form fitting button down maroon shirt tucked into his black trousers, sleeves rolled up to his elbows exposing toned forearms, with a black belt and black dress shoes. His upturned quills were neatly groomed into perfection, the club lights reflecting off them. His strong jaw flexed, brows furrowed over glowing eyes, hands tucked into his trousers. It’s unfair how absolutely sinful he looked.

As he continued to stare, I briefly wondered if he wanted me as much as I wanted him…

“Did you need an invitation to sit?” I playfully asked as I smirked up at him.

That seemed to snap him out of whatever daze he was in. Huffing, he removed his hands from his pockets to cross his arms as he sat down on the other end of the couch. He looked off in the other direction with a faint pink hue in his cheeks. Looks like I got him again. I lifted my hand to my mouth trying my best to suppress the giggle bubbling up.

“Okay, let’s get this party started!” Rouge yelled as she came sauntering over to the couches.

Blaze and Silver turned to join us as Rouge filled each shot glass with vodka. We each grabbed one, but before we could shoot them back, Rouge cleared her throat. We all looked toward her as she held hers up in the air.

“We are here tonight to celebrate this beautiful and strong woman!” Rouge looked over at me and with that devious glint in her eye returning I had a feeling what she planned to say next was going to make me blush. “Here’s to a night full of good times, drinks that don’t stop flowing, and the hope to end the night underneath someone!” She winked and I felt Shadow tense beside me. A blush did indeed flare up bright and warm on my cheeks.

“Happy Birthday, Amy!” As my friends yelled the sentiment, we all raised our shot glasses and  kicked them back.

The vodka left a trail of fire as it slid down my throat. I took a deep breath in through my nose and a hasty exhale out between pursed lips. I looked around to see everyone else had the same expressions except for Rouge and Shadow. I was both impressed and horrified by the fact they acted like they just drank water.

We all took 2 more shots and after each one, the burn in my throat started to become easier to tolerate. The feline waitress then came back with our ordered drinks, passing them off to each of us.

Shadow carefully took his old-fashioned from her grasp and pressed the glass to his lips. The amber liquid contained a dark cherry that bumped against his lip as he took a sip. I stared at his mouth, biting my lip with curiosity about what his lips tasted like after being bathed in his drink. My eyes lifted and met his in a heated stare. I quickly averted my gaze with a blush on my face. Guess he wins this round.

Music : Throw me to the Wolves - Future Royalty

As I finished off my strawberry margarita, my head started to feel slightly fuzzy. More relaxed but still present. I felt the booming bass fill my body with a need to move. I looked over to Rouge and Blaze holding hands and swaying their hips to the beat of the music. I stood up and walked over to them, my own hips swaying to the beat.

As I made it over to them, they glanced toward me with  smiles on their faces and made room for me to join them. I closed my eyes and let the music guide me. I gyrated my hips back and forth, letting my hands caress my body; up my waist, the sides of my breast and then extending  above my head.

I felt free. I felt sexy.

I twirled around and opened my eyes to glowing red eyes trained on me.

He sat there with an ankle resting on his knee, one arm across the back of the couch while his other hand held the glass resting on his other knee. His fingers gripped it so hard, I was waiting to hear it shatter.

A smirk started to spread across my face as I walked toward him. The alcohol coursing through me muffled the voices asking what the fuck I was doing, while simultaneously giving me the courage to keep moving forward. He tracked my movement and I noticed his body slightly stiffen the closer I got to him.

Now that I was standing in front of him, he looked up at me and everything around us faded into a blur.

I pressed one knee onto the couch beside his thigh. Leaning forward, I braced my hand on the back of the couch. I placed my other hand on his ankle, silently asking permission for him to move his leg, and when he obliged, I settled myself slowly onto his lap. He sat there, wordlessly watching my every move. I pressed forward, my chest to his, as my lips hovered near his ear.

“You look like you want to eat me up,” I purr seductively. “I might just let you if you ask nicely.” I emphasized my point with a light nip to his ear then leaned back with half lidded eyes.

Quicker than I could react, my chin was gripped by his strong hand and pulled forward. An inch from his face, a growl rumbles in his chest as he stares deep into my eyes. I feel my whole body ignite, the growing bulge underneath his zipper pushed against the thin lace of the thong , making me hold back a whimper.

“It’s not nice to tease…”

“It’s only a tease if I don’t follow through.”
He continued staring into my soul as if he needed a minute to think. He closed his eyes and sighed, letting me go.

“I should take you home,” he said after the silence.

My heart sped up at the words.“Can’t wait to get me alone, huh?” I purred, biting my lower lip.
Frowning at my response, he explains, “Rose, I’m taking you home to sleep off the alcohol. Not to have my way with you.”

The excitement I felt quickly deflated like a balloon. My cheeks burned with embarrassment. I feel so stupid. Did I misinterpret his reactions? He was clearly turned on, right? So why was he resisting me?

I tried to lift myself off his lap but in my hurry to escape this awful moment, I slipped and felt myself pitching backwards. Waiting for the impact of the coffee table against my back, I was surprised by strong hands gripping my arms, stopping my descent just in time.

Standing upright between the couch and table with his hands still on my arms, I mumbled a thank you, averting my eyes on the floor.

All delusions. All assumptions. All fantasies.

“I know it’s your birthday, but I think it would be best for me to escort you home before you do something you’ll regret in the morning… when the effects of the alcohol fade.”

So that was it! How dare he assume I was only pursuing him because I had a few drinks. I slowly looked up to face him with a deep scowl on my muzzle. He wore a worried expression and it just made me angrier.

I’m tired of sitting back and allowing my feelings to be dismissed and trampled on!

“If you don’t want me then just say so,” I seethed. The expression on his face looked like I’d just slapped him. Good. “Using the excuse of me being too inebriated to know what I’m doing in an attempt to not hurt my feelings is unfair. Just be upfront!” I crossed my arms and lifted my chin high. “Now if you’ll excuse me, since you’ve made it clear I’m not wanted, I’ll go downstairs to find someone who does.”

I turned on my heel to make my way to the spiral stairs to take me to the first floor. Maybe I’d get lucky and find someone, anyone, to help erase this moment from my memories. Enjoying the night with some random male was better than staying here stewing in my self loathing and embarrassment. I want to end my birthday on a happy note, so that’s what I’m going to do!

I only had the chance to take but one step when I felt a firm grip on my elbow. The words ready on the tip of my tongue to tell him off for trying to stop my escape died instantly when I felt his mouth smash against mine.

His lips were soft as they moved lazily against mine. The taste of whiskey and cherries invaded my mouth as his tongue slipped in to caress the inside of my mouth. A quiet moan that attempted to escape me was trapped between our lips as he somehow managed to pull me even closer. Fingers danced through my quills, loosening my bun. When we slowly separated from one another, I saw my red lipstick smeared across his lips. The sight served to intensify the ache between my thighs and I wished he’d alleviate it.

“What did I tell you about teasing?” Shadow growled.

“What did I tell you about me following through?” I shot back breathlessly.

I stared at him with a predator-like hunger, still remembering the feel of his mouth against mine and wondered what it would feel like on other parts of my body. I licked my lips, enjoying the taste of his drink that was left behind. I needed more.

He released his hold on my quills and his other hand slid down my arm, grazing my fur on his way to lace our fingers together. He dragged me behind him as we walked toward Rouge, who’d  given up dancing with Blaze to grind against Knuckles instead. His huge hand rested on her lower back as she straddled his thigh, dancing to the music thumping through the speakers.
That’s when I looked around wondering where everyone else was.

Blaze and Silver were over by the railing wrapped in each other’s arms blushing and exchanging small kisses.

Sonic was nowhere to be found.

Shadow leaned in and whispered into Rouge’s ear. She looked over at me with a smirk and a wink. My face grew warm and I glanced away, having an inkling about what he said. Then I was being tugged toward the ‘Employees Only’ door and we descended to the lower level. We exited next to the bar, surrounded by sweaty bodies pressed up against each other dancing and ordering drinks.

As we neared the front door, I noticed a flash of blue quills in the midst of the crowd dancing to the beat of the music. Thankful to know I spotted the last of my friends, I turned to face where Shadow was dragging me off to.

As soon as we walked outside, the cool night air swept across my face and I sighed at the relief. I didn’t realize how hot and stuffy the club had gotten until this moment. Instead of getting into a car, we kept walking along the sidewalk and further down the street. I wondered where we were going until I realized that Rouge and Shadow’s apartment was nearby.

“I thought you were taking me home,” I questioned softly. I was almost unsure he heard me but he always heard, no matter how quiet, given his ears always picked up on the smallest of things.

He glanced at me out of his peripheral with a roguish smirk. “Don’t worry… Rouge won’t be coming home tonight.”

I swallowed, feeling heat return to my muzzle. Realization that we were actually going to go through with this hit me like a ton of bricks. I was the one who instigated this in hopes it would happen but now that it was… I kept hoping I was enough and didn’t disappoint him with my inexperience. Earlier, I had liquid courage to propel me into making a move but that  alcohol was slowly fading. My nerves wracked up to an all time high.

Rouge told me that Shadow wasn’t new to intimacy and had some experience under his belt. That at least helped ease some of my nerves, knowing that we both wouldn’t be inexperienced fumbling around.

The apartment building came into view after a short 10 minute walk. We went through the double doors, beelining to the elevator. After pushing the call button, we waited there, hand in hand. When it finally arrived with a ding and opened, we shuffled inside. As soon as the doors closed, the atmosphere seemingly shifted, becoming charged, and next thing I knew, I was being pressed up against the wall with my leg being held up to wrap around his hip. A hand laid flat against the base of my neck as if to make sure I didn’t escape.

Like I’d even want to.

Our lips met in a searing kiss. Hot, heavy, and oh so intoxicating… His tongue swept into my mouth, this time exploring every inch he could reach. I tried to breathe through my nose as he consumed me, but I was losing air fast and he wasn’t letting me go no matter how hard I dug my claws into his arms.

When the elevator came to a stop, he lowered my leg and took a step back without straying too far. Taking my hand in his once more, we  quickly walked down the hallway to his and Rouge’s door. He dug into his pocket for the key and  slid it into the lock. Once the wooden barrier finally swung open and we stepped inside, my back met the wall of the entryway. I heard the door slam shut as he pressed himself back into me, capturing my lips again. His knee nudged my thighs apart for him  to wedge in between them, in order to press against my most sensitive area.
My mouth parted in a moan and he took the opportunity to plunge his tongue back into my mouth, swallowing the noise that escaped me. His hands roamed my body, making my muscles tense with  anticipation and longing for him to touch my bare fur.

As if he could sense what I wanted, he grabbed my waist, hands snaking their way slowly down to my thighs where he lifted me into his arms effortlessly. I instinctively wrapped my legs around him and my hands threaded into his quills, caging him against my body.  Not once did he break the kiss and it only made me more feral for him to finally take me.

He walked us through the apartment until I felt him bending to sit down and placed me on his lap. When he released my mouth, I took a gulp of air and as I breathed out, I opened my eyes to what I assume was his room. I glanced around taking in the minimal furniture and bland colors. I giggled at how it was so him. When I looked back at him, he had his eyebrow quirked up in a questioning look.

“I’m sorry I don’t mean to laugh, your room is…. it’s very nice.” I smiled at him hoping I didn’t offend.

“I’m hardly ever here due to missions so it's really only needed for sleep,” he said, starting to pull his gloves off one finger at a time.

“Well, I’m sure you do more than sleep here,” I smirked as I followed with removing my own.
He looked to the room with a thoughtful expression, seemingly not really catching onto what I actually meant. “If I have the time, I also read… it’s the only place I can get peace and quiet here.”

I rolled my eyes.

I was beginning to think I should have just asked outright, instead of trying to be sly, but I’m too nervous to know what his answer would be. I tried to forget it and just focus on the moment, but the curiosity of knowing how many females had been brought back here kept gnawing at me incessantly.

He leaned in close to my ear, nipping me as his hands glided up my thighs to the hem of my dress and sliding underneath. “I know what you’re trying to get at and you should just ask me…”

I contemplated if I should.

Did it really matter? Ultimately, it did because I wanted to be the only one that’s been allowed in his private space. I wanted to be the only one special enough to be here.

“How many females have you brought back here?” I finally asked.

His expression softened as he cupped my face. “You’re the only one, Rose,” he said, so quiet like a secret he was nervous to reveal.

Those words felt as though they held so much more meaning and the butterflies in my stomach reacted in kind, flying around in a frenzy.

His hands went back to inching my dress up slowly, caressing my fur as they went. My hips, waist, ribs, the sides of my breasts and then finally coming over my head. He threw the dress to the floor then leaned back to admire me. I’ve never been so exposed to another; my breasts on full display and the straps of my thong high on my hips while the lace did little to hide what was underneath. The intensity of his stare had me turning away covering my face with my hands but I wouldn’t be spared. He gripped my hands and pressed a light kiss to my knuckles.
“Don’t hide…let me see you.” He threaded his fingers in my quills and brought my face to his, brushing his lips across mine.

My body instantly relaxed into his touch. A breathy sigh left me as his kisses trailed across my face, down to my neck. He guided my hands to rest atop his shoulders. He stroked my arms, my shoulders and all the way down my sides, licking and kissing my neck with fervor. My head fell backwards eagerly allowing him better access.

A shiver ran through me as he slid past my ribs yet again, taking a handful of my breast. His thumbs rubbed slow circles around the pink buds, making them stand on end. A low moan escaped me and my hips rocked, creating delicious friction against the bulge in his pants as he continued touching me.

For a brief moment I wondered if it had stayed that way since we left the club. I was so focused on everything happening that I never once glanced down to see on the trek to the apartment.

His teeth grazing across my collar bone had my mind brought back to the present.

He lifted me up and then turned us around so I was laying on my back and he was hovering over me. He moved back to stand up from the bed. I leaned up on my elbows to watch him kneel beside the bed. He took one of my ankles and placed a kiss right above the strap of my heels as he unbuckled it. After he removed the shoe, he moved on to the other foot doing the same. He stood up and slowly unbuttoned his shirt, watching me as he slipped it off his body. As he kicked off his shoes, he unbuckled his belt expertly with a single hand, pulling it off with ease and then unbuttoned his pants. I was mesmerized by the muscles that adorned his body, flexing as he put on a show for me. When the zipper came undone, his member sprang free. I clenched my thighs together, mouth going dry and eyes widening.

There is no way that is going to fit inside of me. I panicked, wondering how this was going to work. I’ve done research on what a male member looked like so I wouldn’t be completely clueless when it finally came time to be intimate, but I never saw one that looked like that.

I heard a breathy chuckle and I looked up to see Shadow watching my every reaction. I kept my eyes on him as his fingers hooked around the thin straps of my thong and he pulled the material down to be discarded to the floor. I felt the bed dip with his weight as he crawled over me and positioned himself between my thighs again. He leaned down and sucked my bottom lip into his mouth as his hand trailed down my body. Teeth grazed my lip as his fingers explored my folds until he found my pearl and began to massage. It sent a jolt of pleasure through my body and my back arched off the bed as a breathy moan of his name entered the space between us.

I’ve explored my body before in the comfort of my room, curious how to bring myself to climax. I thought it would be the same when I was with someone. I was so wrong. Having another’s hands caressing my most sensitive spots while soft lips moved against my own, it was hard to focus on one thing and I was losing control quickly.

His fingers slipped lower and I gasped as two of them slid inside of me. He rubbed in a come hither motion while his thumb rubbed circles against my pearl again. His other hand rested at my breast, pinching and kneading.

I could feel the wave of pleasure building as he kept up his ministrations and I knew it would crash at any moment but I wanted more than his fingers.

“Please…Shadow…I want to finish…with you,” I breathed against his lips.

His hand slowed and carefully slipped out of me to rest at my hip and his other hand touched my cheek. “Are you sure, Rose?” He searched my eyes for any hesitation in going further.

“You’re the only one, Shadow.” I repeated his earlier words back to him hoping he took that as enough reassurance that this is in fact what I want.

Music : Heaven by Julia Michaels

A smile spread across his face and he leaned down to brush his lips against mine.

Shadow rose up to his knees and I watched as he took a hold of his member. He dragged the tip across my most sensitive flesh, eliciting a moan from me. The sensation made the ache to have him inside me more unbearable. I was on the verge of begging.

“I’m going to take this slow, Rose. But I need you to communicate with me, okay?” I simply nodded in return. He stopped the slow glide of his tip. “Rose… I need you to use your words.”

I licked my lips and took a steady breath, “Yes…I will communicate.”

“Good girl,” he purred.

I stilled and the slickness between my thighs increased. How does a simple phrase said in such a sinful way make you ache?

He went back to dragging his member through my wet folds, making me moan desperately. Slowly, he breached my entrance, taking his time to make sure he didn’t go too fast. The pressure was so foreign and intense, I worried it would destroy me. Every inch that stretched me open, Shadow would stop to allow me time to adjust. The care he took to make sure I wasn’t uncomfortable helped relax me a bit each time. It was when he was seated within me to the hilt, that I let out a shaky sigh at the fullness.

He leaned down to caress my jaw. His lips followed after, trying to distract me from the burning stretch. After a while, my body adjusted and I felt ready for him to move. I reached my hand up to thread my fingers in his quills and lightly tugged, bringing my legs to wrap around his waist.

In the next moment, I knew the message got across as he was slowly pulling out and sliding back in. The sensation of being connected to him in such an intimate way had my eyes stinging with the threat of tears.

I never wanted this to end.

I felt his thumb brushing against my eyes with a worried expression on his face. Before he could ask, I pressed my lips to his.

“I’m okay, Shadow,” I whispered. “Please don’t stop…”

He took hold of my hips and as he lifted up to his knees, he took my lower half with him, my butt hovering over the bed. My legs tightened around him to help support the new angle.

A devilish smirk spread across his muzzle as he pulled out of me at an agonizingly slow pace. It was maddening. The moment I opened my mouth to ask him to please move faster, he slammed back into me. The sensation was like a jolt of lightning spiking through me and my loud moan filled the room. The new punishing pace he set after that as his hands gripped my hips, it made me wonder how sore and bruised I was going to be later.

I honestly didn’t care though.

The overwhelming pressure building in my core had my muscles tightening. I frantically gripped at the sheets, attempting to hold on to anything to ground myself, bracing for what was coming. It kept stacking like blocks, one on the other, and I knew eventually it would topple over in a cascade of euphoria.

A mix of breathy moans and guttural groans filled the air. I was getting close,ready for the blocks to fall.

With heavy lidded eyes, I looked up to Shadow to let him know. His gaze was already on me, making me blush with the realization he had been watching me the whole time. Every facial expression, every moan, every rise and fall of my chest just waiting for me to look at him.

“I’m close, Sh-Shadow…” I moaned.

He leaned down to press his face into my neck and whispered, “Cum for me, Rose.” Then he bit down as he gave one last hard thrust to that special spot within me.

The tower of blocks finally fell in a chaotic mess. I screamed his name as I felt my release wash over me. Something warm began to fill me at the same time but the pleasant sensation was gone when he released my neck and quickly pulled out, finishing on the sheets underneath us.

Ragged breaths replaced the sounds of pleasure from moments ago.

Shadow lifted his head and slowly kissed my lips like he had all the time in the world to enjoy this moment. He pulled away with a tired smile and began to stand up. Leaning over, he lifted me up into his arms to carry me to the ensuite bathroom. Once inside, he set me down on the toilet lid and started up the shower.

“I’m going to change the sheets on the bed, I’ll be in shortly to join you.” He leaned down to give my cheek a quick peck before striding out of the bathroom.

I stood up on shaky legs to reach my hand into the shower to check on the temperature. When it finally became warm enough, I stepped in under the spray of water. The warm water cascading down my body began to ease my muscles. Who knew sex could be just as strenuous as working out?

I was so lost in the sensation that I yelped when I felt fingers threading through my quills. The answering chuckle made me blush. Shadow’s fingers massaged my scalp and the scent of lavender filled the air calming me further.

“You don’t have to do that,” I sighed as he continued his ministrations.

“I know I don’t have to, Rose.” He placed a kiss to my shoulder and went back to his task.

He helped wash the lather from my quills and he began to start on his own. I reached up to push his hands out of the way so I could reciprocate the kind treatment he gave me. He smiled and hummed a thank you as I moved my fingers through his quills and against his scalp. I washed the lather from his quills as he did with me. We both continued, relaxing while helping each other bathe. Hands running over each other, not in an attempt to start things up again, but in a gesture to just be close to one another.
When we finished, we exited the shower, helping each other dry off and making sure our quills got the most attention.

As we walked into the bedroom, Shadow turned to the dresser and pulled out a black shirt with a yellow design and plaid boxers that were handed to me. I looked down at the shirt and a smile spread across my face, noticing it was the Hot Honey shirt from the concert we went to a few months ago. I slipped the clothes on as he put on a pair of grey sweatpants.

He took my hand and walked me to the bed. Sliding in first, he scooted over to make room for me to get in next to him. He pulled the sheet over us and wrapped his arms around me to bring me closer. My face pressed into the ivory pillow of fur at his chest, smelling of lavender after our shower together. I began to purr, content and happy with being wrapped in Shadow’s arms.

“Happy Birthday, Rose,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to my temple and tracing small circles on my back, soothing me to sleep.

I wanted to tell him how happy I was. I wanted to tell him I was falling for him. I wanted to tell him that I wanted more than this, much more. But exhaustion from everything that had happened weighed heavily on my eyes. There was always tomorrow to confess my inner thoughts and feelings.

Except, I wouldn’t get a tomorrow to do that.

When I woke the next morning, I was alone and a note left on the bedside table explained Team Dark was called in for a mission; that he didn’t wish to wake me, I was free to eat whatever was in the kitchen, to lock up when I left and that he would contact me when he was back. I felt the tears beginning to collect in my eyes. I knew it wasn’t as though he left me. It was work so I could wait patiently for him to return.

So that’s what I did… wait…

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Now, here I was standing in my bathroom, still looking at the test on my counter. It had been 2 weeks since I last saw Shadow.

My cellphone dinged for an incoming text and when I saw the recipient, my heart slammed against my ribs.

Shadow : Forgive me for my absence these past 2 weeks. I have finally returned home. Please call me when you have a moment.

I took a steady breath and pressed on the call icon. After 2 rings, I heard the call connect and Shadow’s deep voice through the receiving end.“Rose?”

“You don’t have to apologize for being gone for work. I understand it was unavoidable. I’m just glad you made it back safely,” I said as tears threatened to spill, finally hearing his voice.

He chuckled on the other end. “I appreciate that, Rose, but I still had to leave at an inconvenient time. It was unfair to you.” He paused for a moment and quietly added, “I would have much rather stayed in bed with you.”

My face felt like it was on fire. I swear this hedgehog is going to be the death of me.

“I would have preferred that as well.”

“Please allow me to make up for it and take you out to dinner tomorrow evening,” he requested.

“Shadow the Hedgehog, are you asking me on a date?” I playfully jabbed.

“I thought that was obvious.” I could hear the smirk in his voice.

The smile on my face was so big, I knew my cheeks would be sore. Out of the corner of my eye, the test still sat there challenging me to tell him. I was going to… just not over the phone.

“What time should I be ready?” I asked instead.

“I’ll pick you up around 6; would that be alright with you?”

“Yes, that sounds perfect!”

“I’ll see you tomorrow then, Rose.”

“See you tomorrow, Shadow…”

We both hung up and I smiled at my phone. As happy as I felt knowing that I would be seeing him soon, underneath was a feeling of dread for the conversation we needed to have. I just hope I’m strong enough to handle whatever the outcome may be.

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Chapter 2: 8 Weeks

Summary:

Just like the last chapter, there will be songs placed throughout during different scenes. That will be a recurring theme in chapters going forward.

And you will notice that there are time jumps throughout the chapter. That will also be a recurring theme going forward as each chapter will be moments that happen over the course of a month, and ending on a milestone in Amy’s pregnancy.

 

A huge thank you to AngelKohai for beta reading for me 🥰 I appreciate you taking the time to help me!

I was putting the last touches to my makeup and hair when the doorbell rang. I took one last glance at myself in the mirror as I braced my hands on the sink. “You can do this Amy. Just tell him. Whatever he says, you’ll be okay. You’re a strong and independent woman.” As determination coursed through me, I turned off the light and walked down the stairs. 

When I came to the door, I froze with my hand on the door knob and exhaled. “You can do this,” I whispered into the room and then opened the door. 

There he stood; leather jacket fitting perfectly to his frame, quills neatly groomed into his signature look and a smile on his face. 

I can’t do this.

Tears began to collect in my eyes and I lunged for him, pressing him tightly to me. He stiffened at the surprise attack then slowly returned the hug. 

“What's wrong, Rose?” Worry seeped into his tone as he rubbed comforting circles on my back. 

I thought I was prepared to tell him, but after seeing his face, I instantly became scared. I can talk a good game while giving myself a pep talk in the mirror, but it’s different when you’re face to face. Taking a shaky breath, I tried to calm the swirling emotions inside and peeled myself away from Shadow. I took a step back and rubbed at the tears streaming from my eyes.

“I’m sorry… that was kind of sudden, huh?” I chuckled weakly. 

“Rose…is everything okay?” he said, unease laced into his words. 

I looked into his eyes and scrapped together what little courage I had. “There’s something I need to tell you…” I began. 

He stiffened as he waited for the impending impact of my next words. He didn’t say anything, just nodded in understanding and waited for me to continue when I was ready. 

Taking another deep breath, I finally let go of the weight on my heart. 

“….I’m pregnant.” 

His eyes slowly widened, so much so that I wondered if it was hurting him. It was nearly comical… If the situation wasn’t so serious, I probably would be bent over in a fit of laughter at the sight.

Maybe I should call Rouge, I think I broke him.

As if he could hear my thoughts, his face began to settle back into the neutral expression he always wore. 

This was it. Whatever his decision, I will learn to live with it. Even if my heart hoped he would choose to stay. Hoping that we could work towards being something to each other; that we could work towards becoming a family. I knew deep down I couldn’t force him to do what I had hoped for. I can only accept his decision. 

In a controlled tone, the words that came out of his mouth were nowhere near what I envisioned he would say. “Marry me.” 

Now I stood there, comically blinking over and over wondering if I heard him correctly. “Excuse me?”

“Marry me,” he said again. 

Yeah I’m calling Rouge, I definitely broke him. 

The sound that escaped me started as a nervous chuckle, then grew into full blown hysteria. I must have been dreaming, I had to be. I should pinch myself to make sure because there is no way that Shadow said that. As the laughs started to peter out and I wiped the tears that formed in my eyes, I looked to Shadow.

Eyebrows raised and arms crossed, he was looking at me as though I was the crazy one. 

“I’m sorry. I really don’t mean to laugh, it's just…are you serious?” I asked in disbelief. 

“You’ve told me you’re pregnant, I’m taking responsibility, so yes. I’m serious.” There was no hint of teasing in his voice. 

I stood there frozen. 

His reasoning was noble and I couldn’t fault him for doing what he thought was the right thing. Even if it was old fashioned. But my heart hated it. I didn’t want to get married because I was pregnant, I wanted it for love. 

Last year, I moved on from the unrequited feelings for Sonic and began to explore what I was starting to feel for Shadow. I had always noticed how handsome he was, but there were other aspects of him I never spent too much time getting to know. When I did, the feelings for him started to grow like an ever expanding garden in my heart. Filling me to the brim with glorious vibrant red roses. 

But did he feel the same way? 

I knew he cared for me but I didn’t know if it was to the same extent of my feelings for him. Was I being greedy for wanting him to love me back? To be more romantic when asking to marry me? 

Music : Six Feet Under - Billie Eilish

I could feel the tears threatening to make an appearance again and as much as I didn’t want to cry at this moment, it seemed my hormones had other plans. Salty liquid rolled down my face as I stood there in the doorway of my house. Shadow was fixated on the sudden change as a shocked expression returned to his face. He reached a hand out toward me and I wanted nothing more than to accept it, but something vile slithered in my heart which made me back up a step. 

The wounded expression that flashed across his face felt like a stab to my heart. 

I had spent too much time in my life chasing love and all I wanted was to be loved in return. Why couldn’t he see that? 

I should just tell him. Make him see how I was feeling and what I wanted. But I couldn’t. If I were to tell him, how was I to know that he truly felt something for me and he wasn’t just doing it to appease me? I placed my hand on the door for support and averted my gaze. I hated that I’ve been waiting for him to return, just for this night to turn out this way. 

“I’m sorry, but I think I’d like to stay home tonight.” I sniffled as more tears rolled down my face. “I need some time to think.” 

“I understand.” Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed his hand flex then drop to his side. “Rose…?” he exhaled. 

I looked up at him then and I held my breath in anticipation for what he was going to say next. 

“….if you need anything, don’t hesitate to call me.” 

I nodded and gave a small, slightly strained smile in an attempt to ease the tension between us. I closed the door without another word. At the click of the lock, I fell to my knees and covered my face as a sob racked my body. Maybe it’s the hormones making this feeling a hundred times worse. 

Maybe I was being too harsh.

Too selfish. 

Shouldn’t I be happy that the person I have feelings for and the father of my child wants to marry me? 

If only it were that simple…

He was offering marriage as an obligation, not because he loved me. I still want the dream even if things were done in reverse. 

Everyone deserves to have the life they want. 

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3 weeks later 

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Music : Crimson & Clover - Tommy James & The Shondells

The rain ran down in rivulets against the large panned windows of the bakery. The smell of pumpkin and spice baked goods filled the air from the kitchen in the back. I had hoped it would mask the smell of the coffee being brewed, but my nose kept picking up on it. The only scent I couldn’t stand at the moment.

I had been holding in the urge to expel the contents of my stomach for most of the morning …and afternoon. The morning sickness I read about was apparently an all day nausea. Which was unfair quite honestly. Don’t call it ‘morning’ sickness if it isn’t going to be localized to the AM hours! 

As I tried to distract myself with cleaning up tables after patrons had left and humming to the music playing through the speakers, my stomach did constant somersaults. I had tried everything the websites suggested. Nibbling crackers, eating small meals and every known form of ginger but the nausea just kept crashing back into me like a tidal wave, ebbing and flowing. Some days I could keep it at bay, but today was not that day. It kept surging up my throat like a geyser about to explode. 

As I smelled the caffeine in the air again, I gave up trying to hold back. I dashed away to the bathroom, slamming my shoulder into the door so hard, it cracked against the wall. I should feel bad for not being more careful, but I didn’t care because I’d rather be destructive than splatter the floor with what was making a swift exit from my mouth. 

Finally finding relief in getting rid of the awful feeling twisting my stomach, I went to the sink to rinse my mouth of the taste lingering on my tongue. 

“Is everything alright, Amy?”

I startled and looked up towards the door, finding Vanilla standing there with concern etched on her face. 

“I’m okay, Vanilla! I think it was something I ate that didn’t agree with my stomach,” I said, trying to smile through the lie. 

I hadn’t told anyone about my pregnancy yet. Ever since the conversation with Shadow, I’ve been taking the time to really think about what my next steps should be. I knew once I told everyone, it would be hectic. I’d be drowning in their questions; ones that I wasn’t ready for when I was unsure what to do about the situation with the ebony hedgehog.

During the last 3 weeks, he had sent texts asking if I was okay, and if I needed anything. I thought about ignoring him, but he was clearly worried enough to contact me. My replies were always short and to the point, not wanting to give too much away. 

He was trying to be there for me and I was being unfair to him. 

“Cream and I were walking up when we saw you rush off.” 

“I’m okay, I’m sorry for worrying you. I feel much better now,” I tried to reassure her but the look in her eyes told me I wasn’t fooling her. 

“I've noticed over the last few weeks when you've come over for tea that something is different about you,” she said, standing with hands clasped together in front of her. 

“What do you mean?” I began to panic. Did she figure it out?

She smiled as she walked forward to take my hand in hers. She gave me a light squeeze as she calmly said, “Sweetheart, even though everyone experiences it differently, there’s still signs that are noticeable. More so to the ones who have gone through it before.” 

Crap. She did figure it out. 

I chewed on my bottom lip trying to think of what to say, but my mind kept repeating the same thing. “Please don’t tell anyone!” I blurted out without meaning to. 

Vanilla squeezed my hand again. “You don’t have to worry, it’s not my news to share. But I am curious why you want to keep it a secret?” 

Out of anyone, Vanilla was the one I wanted to tell the most to get her advice on pregnancy and…  Shadow. But I’ve been scared to confide in her. Scared that she would be disappointed in me for putting myself in this situation. 

My eyes burned with the threat of tears. “There’s something I need to figure out first before I announce it to everyone.” 

“What do you need to figure out, dear?” If I didn't want to answer, I knew she wouldn’t pry further but remind me she would be there when I needed her. She became like a mother to all of us over the years and in this moment, I realized holding back from confiding in her had left a heavy weight in my heart. I couldn’t continue carrying this alone.

“Shadow…” I whispered, traitorous tears trickling down my cheeks.

“Oh sweetheart, Shadow is the father?” Vanilla gently laid her hand against my muzzle. 

I nodded as more tears streamed down and the older rabbit wrapped me into her arms, loving and safe. I sobbed into her shoulder as she soothed me. She held me there, not rushing me as I let my emotions wash over me. They eventually began to slow, allowing my breathing to come more evenly. I lifted myself from Vanilla and she held my face in her hands again, giving me a warm smile. 

“Would you like to talk about it?” She asked gently.

I nodded and she let go of my face as she waited patiently for me to start. 

I took a deep breath and told her everything, starting from the night of my birthday to the last conversation I had with Shadow. I left out the explicit details of mine and Shadow’s night together. It felt too awkward and private to divulge that information. Vanilla listened intently, never once interrupting me. 

When I finished, I lowered my gaze. “Please don’t be disappointed with me…” I whispered.

She reached under my chin and lifted my head. Warmth and love radiated in her gaze. “I’m not disappointed in you. Yes, I think you both should have been more careful, but what’s done is done. Now you have to decide what you’d like to do. And I understand your frustration with Shadow, it wasn’t his proudest moment to come to that conclusion, but keeping your thoughts and feelings in only widens the space between you both. No one is a mind reader; communication is important.”

I chuckled, “Are you sure? Because sometimes I wonder if you're a mind reader.” 

“Mother’s intuition,” she winked with a playful smile.

I snorted in response… “I know I’m being unfair to him. I just don’t know what to do. I don’t want him to feel obligated to marry me because we’re having a child.” A few stray tears slipped down my cheek then. I was so tired of the crying. These damn hormones!

She squeezed my hand, “That’s what you need to tell him. That you’d like for him to be in your lives because he wants to, not out of obligation.” 

She was right. Shadow is never going to know how I feel and what I’m thinking unless I actually speak to him. I didn’t have to tell him I have feelings for him, though. I’ll keep that piece of information locked away. What’s important is figuring out what we both want involving this baby and how we plan to navigate what our future will be. 

I smiled at Vanilla and wrapped my arms around her. As she reciprocated the hug, my heart began to feel light. 

“Thank you Vanilla, I really needed this,” I whispered. 

“Anytime sweetheart. I’ll always be here for you,” she gave me one last squeeze and stepped back. “Now, I think you should ask that manager of yours to let you go home and rest. Your body is working over time to grow a little one so take good care of yourself. And if you need anything, you let me know.” 

“Of course, thank you!” I smiled and walked off to the small office to the side of the kitchen where my manager sat behind her desk. I asked politely to leave due to feeling ill, and thankfully she excused me for the rest of the day. I made my way to my personal cubby to retrieve my purse and slung it over my shoulder as I made my way to the parking lot. 

The crisp air of fall awaited me as I walked through the back doors. Orange, yellow and brown leaves curling at the edges were scattered across the pavement. Halloween was in 3 days and I was excited to celebrate with my friends. Sonic was putting together a costume party at his and Tails’ home the night of.

It dawned on me that I didn’t know if Shadow would be there. I knew Rouge would be going with Knuckles, but I didn’t hear anything about him going. He didn’t necessarily hate Sonic, but he hardly came to anything where the blue blur was involved. My birthday was an exception because he knew I wanted all my friends present. 

Starting my car up I thought about texting Shadow to ask if he would be going. I wanted to see him. 

Not giving myself the chance to chicken out, I quickly typed out a message and sent it.

Me : Hey there! Hope you’ve been well. I was wondering if you’ll be going to the costume party? 

Assuming it would be a while till he responded, I began to reverse out of my spot. But the ding of a new message made me slam on the breaks. I reached for my phone and sure enough, Shadow had instantly replied. As if he had been sitting by his phone just… waiting for me to message him. 

Shadow: Yes I will be attending the party.

And then another message right after. 

Shadow: Would it be alright if we go together? 

It would be nice to have a chance to speak with him alone before we’re surrounded by our friends. But first….

Me: You assumed I’m going because I asked?

Shadow : Well… aren’t you?

I smirked at the screen. 

Me : I am actually, thank you for confirming. And that would be great if we go together. 

Shadow: You’re ridiculous. I’ll see you at 6. 

I laughed at his message then sent back a thumbs up and a smile emoji. 

I hope our next conversation goes better than our first….

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3 days later - The Night of the Party 

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“Okay, that should do it!” 

I stood there, hands on my hips admiring my work. I had offered to make a dessert for the party. Dark chocolate pumpkin cupcakes with pumpkin cream cheese frosting piped in the shape of a pumpkin, with green frosting used to make the vines and stem. 

I looked at the clock, noticing it was already 5:30. Shadow would be here soon to pick me up. 

I took off my apron and began to clean up my beautiful kitchen, my pride and joy. 

Crisp white cabinets with matte black metal handles. Oak wood counter tops with a glossy finish. White subway tile back splash. Farm style sink and silver appliances. A fresh bouquet of peonies sat in the corner of the counter near the sink in a farmstyle pitcher turned vase. 

Wiping down the wood top island, making sure I got any remnants of ingredients that may have spilled, I then moved on to rinsing off my baking tools to be placed in the dishwasher. After washing my hands in the sink, I made my way upstairs to get ready for the party. 

On my bed was my witch costume. The white long sleeve peasant blouse exposed my shoulders and cinched at the wrist. A black corset to go over top, curved at my chest and dipped into a V shape at the base with wide shoulder straps. The skirt was burnt orange with a ruffled edge. Tucking it into the bottom of the corset gave it a symmetrical shape and exposed more of my legs. Sheer thigh high tights with a lace edging, black heeled ankle lace up boots and a black witch hat finished off my costume. 

I quickly applied a midnight black lipstick and gave my eyes a smoky look. Grabbing my purse as I left my bedroom, I went to the kitchen to fill it with some ginger candies. Even though the nausea hasn’t been as horrible today, I wasn’t taking any chances. 

As I checked the time on the oven clock, my doorbell rang. Here goes nothing…

When I opened the door, I froze and this time, I wanted to lunge at Shadow for a completely different reason. 

There he stood, dressed like a Victorian nobleman in all black. When his gaze landed on me, it was hungry, the glint of his fangs  brought an ache to my core. I wanted to feel them piercing my neck again. 

I tried to shake away the growing desire. This was not the time to get all hot and bothered. There were things we still needed to talk about. 

I gave a friendly smile. “Hi, you look dashing,” I winked. “I’m ready to go, I just need to grab the cupcakes.” 

“Would you like some help?” He offered. 

“I would appreciate that.” I turned to walk to the kitchen and Shadow trailed behind me. 

In the kitchen, I placed the cupcakes carefully into the carrier to make it easier for transport. Once finished, Shadow gripped the handle at the top and walked toward the front door. With one last check that I had everything, I followed after and locked the door before making my way to the car. 

Shadow secured the cupcakes in the back seat and then opened the passenger door for me. I took off my witch hat and bent down to sit inside. He closed the door for me and came around to the driver's side. Music filled the small space after Shadow turned the key in the ignition. 

Music : I Put A Spell On You by Nina Simone 

“I put a spell on you ... because you’re mine,” I sang along quietly as Shadow pulled away from the curb. A twitch of his ears accompanied an affectionate smirk pulling at his muzzle.

I sat there clenching and unclenching my hat pondering how I was going to start. I needed to apologize for how things went last time we saw each other. I needed to apologize for how I’ve been the last 3 weeks. I needed to know how he really feels about me being pregnant. 

Staring out the window, humming and singing along to the song, I kept going over the best way to word what I needed to say. We stopped at the red light and I resigned myself to stop over analyzing to just go for it. I opened my mouth to start—

“I wanted to apologize for upsetting you last time we saw each other,” he spoke up first, regret laced into his words. “It wasn't my intention to cause any distress. I understand what I suggested is old fashioned and I should have thought better before being so careless with my words. I hope you can forgive me.” 

My mouth snapped shut as I sat there frozen. Well… that caught me off guard. 

Taking a second to collect myself, I looked down at my hands as I finally spoke. “I appreciate the apology and there’s nothing to forgive. I was surprised; with these hormones…I lost control of myself.” I took a deep breath. “I don’t want you to feel obligated to be involved because I’m pregnant. I’d like it if you are involved because you want to be.” 

I sat there waiting for him to respond. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw his hands tighten on the steering wheel. It made me curious, so I lifted my head to look over to him. His brows furrowed with a grimace on his face. “I didn’t realize I made you feel as though I was obligated,” he finally said. “I want to be involved, Rose. I have been since you first told me.” 

I felt the breath leave my lungs. This was certainly a good start. 

“I have my first doctor’s appointment on Tuesday, would you be able to come with me?” I asked. 

Shadow smiled and it seemed as though a weight lifted off him as well, seeing him visibly relax. “I will be there. And if it is alright, I’d like to drive you.” 

“I’d like that very much, Shadow.” There was a slight curve to my lips. Maybe things will be alright. We can do this. 

Not too long afterwards, we were pulling up the driveway to Sonic and Tails’ home. They lived on the outskirts of the city surrounded by a lush forest and a cliff overlooking the ocean. As we parked, I went to grab the handle for the door but a grunt of disapproval came from beside me. 

I looked over at Shadow who shook his head and then exited the vehicle. I sat there confused until I saw him walk around to the passenger side to open my door. “Chivalry lives on,” I giggled as I exited the car.

I placed my witch’s hat on my head, trying and failing to get my ears through the slits. Shadow’s chuckle made me want to stomp on his foot. “Here, let me help…. lean forward for me.” I did as he asked. His fingers lightly held my ears as he guided them through. I tried to calm the blush spreading over my muzzle but it was no use. “All done,” he declared as he secured my hat. I already missed the feel of his fingers. 

Before I could stand straight, Shadow tilted my face up. I started to hope he was going to kiss me. I missed those lips. 

“Bewitching,” he breathed. I didn’t realize my gaze had fallen to his lips when they snapped up to his eyes. A devilish smirk graced his muzzle. His hand dropped from my chin and he walked to the rear door. “Let me grab the cupcakes.”

I stood there trying to collect myself. What the hell was that?! 

We both walked to the front door, knocked and waited to be allowed entry. The door swung open and Sonic stood there in a… werewolf costume?

“Well, well, well… you both came together, huh?” Sonic said suspiciously. He turned his attention to my nobleman and addressed him, “Nice of you to finally join the festivities.”

“Last I checked, we weren’t late… puppy,” Shadow said between clenched teeth. 

“Excuse me, mister dark and gloomy…” Sonic taunted. “And for your information, since clearly your eyes don’t work, I’m a werehog,” He confidently added.

The air between them became charged and I felt the need to defuse it quickly.

“Let’s not fight, please. Sonic, we aren’t late so stop being annoying.” I crossed my arms and tapped my finger to my lips. “Unless you’d like us to leave…? I’m sure Shadow and I can enjoy the cupcakes I’ve baked all by ourselves,” I shrugged my shoulders, unbothered by the suggestion. 

Sonic rolled his eyes and playfully smirked. “You know I’m just messing with you, no reason to tease about kidnapping the cupcakes.” 

“It’s only a tease if I don’t follow through,” I playfully jabbed my finger in his chest. 

Shadow tensed beside me. I was puzzled by his reaction… until the realization of what I had said crashed into me. A blush sprang up fast as memories flooded my mind. 

“Let’s get the cakes to the kitchen,” I strode past Sonic and his clueless expression, hoping Shadow was hot on my heels with my desserts.

Music : Monster Mash - Bobby “Boris” Pickett, The Crypt-Kickers

Walking through the threshold, we took in the fake cobwebs hung from the ceiling with black spiders tangled in them, and the orange pumpkin shaped fairy lights strung about. 

In the kitchen, Rouge was in the middle of mixing drinks and Knuckles was helping with passing them out. They had decided to go with a cheerleader and jock costume set; Rouge in a powder blue crop top with a pleated skirt, and Knuckles wore a matching jersey. While Silver and Blaze, who were over by the glass sliding door, went with a costume set of a prince and princess. Blaze in a blush colored gown with a square neckline and Silver in a white royal suit with gold accents. The sight of both couples brought a sharp pang to my heart. I wish I could do a costume set.  

Shadow placed the carrier on the island and I removed the lid to carefully start placing the cupcakes on a platter. As I reached for more cakes, I noticed Shadow helping me. Something warm and bright settled in my heart at the sight of him doing such a small thing. He could have let me do this on my own and went to linger in a corner like usual but he chose to stay with me. 

Chivalry truly does live on. 

“Well, don’t those look absolutely delicious?” Rouge remarked, leaning over the island to snag a cupcake. 

Shadow gave her annoyed look. “You could have waited until we were finished setting them out.” 

“Now, why would I wait when I want to taste it now,” she winked and hummed in delight as she took a bite. “Amy, these really are delicious!” 

I laughed, “I’m glad you like them, Rouge.” 

As I turned to put the cake carrier away, Shadow reached out and took one of his own. I stood there with bated breath. Shadow wasn’t the biggest fan of sweets, so why is he trying one? He peeled back the wrapping and took a tentative bite. He chewed slowly, savoring the flavor. I anxiously waited for his critique.

After he swallowed he looked at me and I flinched. “Rouge is right… They are delicious.” The roguish grin ignited the warmth in my core again. 

“I’m glad you think so,” I said a little too high pitched, and turned to put the carrier out of the way. Smooth Amy, real smooth.

Sonic walked up, snatched a cake then hurriedly tore off the wrapper to pop the whole thing into his mouth. 

“Seriously, Sonic?” I shook my head. 

“What? Is good!” he mumbled as crumbs of cake escaped his mouth.

Shadow pinched the bridge of his nose and walked around the island to get a drink from Knuckles. Probably trying to avoid knocking Sonic into next week. I giggled at the thought.

“Here you go, sweetheart! I made you a strawberry vodka lemonade.” Rouge extended a glass to me filled with red liquid, a slice of lemon and strawberry placed on the rim. 

I looked at it warily. If I accept it, I won’t be able to drink it because of the baby. If I don’t accept it… she might think something is off. Reluctantly, I decided to take the glass from her and tried my best to smile, “Thank you, Rouge.”

I turned away and saw Shadow’s confused expression. I shrugged and walked off toward the living room where Blaze and Silver were talking.

“Hey there!” I said enthusiastically and waved. They both turned and surged forward to give me a hug.

“Loving the costume, Amy!” Blaze exclaimed. 

“You both look great as well! Had to do a royalty theme, huh, your highness?” I joked, nudging Blaze with my elbow. 

“She said, and I quote, ‘no one would ever expect us to dress in these costumes’,” Silver laughed. 

“Well, they wouldn’t! And what about your idea?” Blaze turned to me. “He wanted to be peanut butter and jelly,” she deadpanned.

“Peanut butter and jelly are good together!” Silver leaned over and gave Blaze's cheek a quick peck. “Just like me and you.” 

Blaze blushed as her tail swished behind her, “You're so cheesy.” 

Shadow came walking up and gave a stiff nod to both Silver and Blaze as a greeting. They both smiled and waved in answer. “If you’ll excuse us, I’d really like to try your cupcakes Amy,” Blaze smiled and took Silver's hand as they left. 

Leaving me alone with Shadow. 

“So… how’s your drink?” 2 for 2 on the smooth factor, girl… I’m totally killing it. 

“Rouge has had a lot of practice mixing drinks… It was enjoyable.” He looked down at my own glass raising an eyebrow, “and yours?”

I chuckled nervously and whispered, “I didn’t know what to do so I just took it, but now that I have it, I’m freaking out! I haven’t told anyone yet ‘cause…” I trailed off realizing I was about to tell him that he was the reason I hadn’t told everyone my big news. Back tracking my thoughts, I tried to recover my almost slip up. “…I wanted to wait ‘till after my first appointment.” 

Shadow kept his gaze on me for a second then nodded in understanding. He then looked around the room and tilted his cup toward me. 

I looked at the cup and back at him, confusion coloring my face.

Shadow looked back at me and the cup, brow furrowing in annoyance. 

“Pour your drink into my cup before someone sees,” he said quietly.

“Why?” My head dipped to the side. 

The growl rumbling in his throat made my head snap up, “So you don’t have to explain why you took an alcoholic drink and haven’t had a drop of it. Now hurry before someone sees us!” 

Oh! 

I looked around, then carefully poured my drink into Shadows' empty cup. Once done, he brought the cup to his mouth and chugged it down. The sour look on his face when he was done made me burst out laughing. Shadow’s eyes shot daggers at me. 

“Sorry, your face was just too funny,” my laughs slowly died out and I smiled up at him. “Thank you Shadow, for always looking out for me.” 

His face softened as he smiled back at me, “I’ll always be here for you, Rose.” 

My heart squeezed and the butterflies danced. Damn him for torturing me like this!  

Suddenly a pungent smell hit me. I held back a gag as I tried to figure out where it was coming from. I looked all over, cringing when my eyes landed on Sonic at the stove stirring something in a pot. I don’t know what he’s making but if I don't get this under control, I was going to decorate the living room in bile. 

I dug in my purse for one of my ginger candies in hopes it would help. As I popped it into my mouth, I closed my eyes and tried not to concentrate on the smells wafting from the kitchen. My stomach was twisting in uncomfortable knots and my brows furrowed. A firm hand pressed against my lower back as warm breath brushed against my ear, causing it to twitch. 

“What’s wrong, Rose?” Shadow whispered.

I took a steady breath and turned to face him. “I’m sensitive to certain smells now. Some are really good and others are so bad, I want to throw up. I’m not sure what Sonic is cooking, but if this ginger candy doesn’t work I’ll need to get outside quickly.” 

Shadow nodded in understanding, “Is there anything I can do to help?” 

“I just need to wait for it to pass,” I mumbled. I tried to focus on the ginger aiding in settling the storm in my stomach. 

Shadow never left my side, rubbing slow circles as I hummed in appreciation. 

Soon Sonic yelled what culinary cuisine had made me queasy, “Chili dogs are ready!” 

I groaned. Of course it’s chili dogs.

Taking a steady breath, I stood straight and made my way to the kitchen. I had to try my best to fight this to not raise any suspicions. But as we walked in, the smell hit me hard and my head swam. Shadow gripped my arm as I lost my footing, pulling my body into his. A faint smell caressed my nose, urging me to nuzzle further into him and take a deep inhale. A sweet and calming fragrance began to surround me, dulling out the awful chili smell. It was his lavender soap we used that night in the shower. 

“You two should get a room.” My eyes shot open at Knuckle's deep voice and I slowly turned my head to everyone in the room. They were all staring with an array of smirks and blushes. Except for one. Sonic looked upset. Well, that’s weird…

“I should take Rose home. She seems to not be feeling well,” Shadow announced. 

Rouge looked at me skeptically. She didn’t know, probably thinking we both wanted to be alone. “Are you really not feeling well, Amy?” 

If only the floor would open up and swallow me whole. If I refuted Shadows' claim of being ill, then I would have to continue dealing with my friends' curious looks because apparently Shadow’s scent is the only thing calming the rising nausea. And I wasn’t about to spend the evening face deep in his chest. Even though that didn't sound too bad.

I cast my eyes downward and gave a slight nod. 

“Ames, if you don’t feel well, you can go lie down in my room,” Sonic offered.

There was a low rumbling next to my ear. Shadow was clenching his jaw trying to hold back a growl from escaping. Well, that’s weird too…

Sonic was only being nice so why did it seem like it was bothering him? I looked over to Sonic. “Thank you, but it’s probably best if I just go home. Nothing better than your own bed when you don’t feel well,” I smiled to soften the blow. 

“I understand Ames, hope you feel better soon,” he sounded understanding but looked hurt by my rejection.

Shadow visibly relaxed next to me. He placed his hand on the small of my back as we glided toward the counter to grab my cake carrier. Blaze gave me a quick squeeze and wished me a speedy recovery. Rouge had different well wishes. 

She held me close and whispered in my ear, “Don’t have too much fun.” She gave me a quick peck to the cheek and a wink. 

She definitely thought we were leaving for that. My face was on fire. 

Shadow and I walked to the car, once again opening and closing my door for me. The car ride home was silent between us. Thankfully, the radio provided some noise to fill the space. 

I wanted to ask what that reaction was toward Sonic when he offered his room to rest. He seemed upset… almost possessive. But that didn’t seem right. I am pregnant with his child; it didn’t warrant that look in his eyes as if he wanted to rip Sonic’s head off. 

As the car ride continued, I kept losing my nerve to ask and suddenly we were pulling up next to my house. Shadow parked the car and got out. I didn’t bother reaching for the handle at this point. Why bother when he was going to end up insisting on opening the door for me?

We walked to my front door with him, holding onto my cake carrier. We reached our destination, leading me to dig in my purse for the key to unlock the door. After I stepped in, I turned to Shadow and stuck my hand out.

“I really could have carried it,” I smiled at him.

“Chivalry lives on… remember,” he stated playfully as he transferred the container over to me. 

I blushed at his words, “Thank you for getting me out of there by the way. I wanted to spend time with everyone even though I’ve been having such awful morning sickness, but I’m never sure what will set off my nausea until it happens.” 

“There’s no need to thank me, Rose. I’ll always be here to help,” his smile was warm and inviting. For the second time, that night I wanted to capture his lips in a kiss. 

The thought brought a frown to my face. As much as I wanted to feel his soft lips caressing mine again, I had to remember we weren't anything except future co-parents. That night of passion was meant to be a turning point in us becoming closer, and in a way it has with this baby, but not in the way I hoped for. I felt apprehensive about making another move toward him. I wanted him to make the next move. 

“Is something wrong, Rose?” 

“Oh…I’m okay, I just thought my nausea might be coming back,” I lied. “I’m going to go lie down and try to get some rest.”

He looked worried but didn’t push. “Of course. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to call me.” Before he turned away to his car, quietly he added, “I look forward to Tuesday.” 

“As do I,” I smiled excitedly. “I’ll see you Tuesday.” 

I watched as he got into his car and I gave a final wave as he drove off. 

Now to wait till Tuesday… 

*******

Tuesday - First OB Appointment 

*******

“Rose, if you bounce your leg any harder, you’re going to knock yourself out of the chair.” Shadow’s hand rested on my knee to calm my insistent bouncing. 

“Sorry, I’m just nervous.” His hand felt warm through my leggings as my leg began to settle down. As always, I did my research and had an idea of what was going to happen, but it was still daunting now that I was here. 

“No need to apologize.” Shadow went back to the magazine he was flipping through to pass the time as we waited for it to be my turn. 

Thankfully, we didn’t have to wait much longer as a small grey mouse with big amber colored eyes walked out of the side door leading to the hall of examination rooms. 

“Miss Amy Rose?” She called out into the room. 

Shadow and I stood then walked over to her. “I’m Amy Rose.” 

“Good afternoon, Miss Rose! If you’ll follow me, I’ll need you to step on the scale so we can get a record of your weight. Feel free to take your shoes off or leave them on,” she said politely as we walked to the electronic scale. 

I slipped off my sneakers and stepped up to the scale with my white socks. 

She jotted down my weight in my chart. “Now, you can follow me to your room,” she said and turned to walk down the hall. I quickly slipped my shoes back on, following after her. 

She stood next to an open door. Assuming it was mine, I squeezed by and went straight to the examination table. Shadow sat at the chair next to the table.

“I’ll just need to take your blood pressure. If you would, please remove your sweater so I can put the cuff on your bicep.” 

I slipped my maroon colored cardigan off my shoulders and Shadow reached forward to take it from me. I smiled as I passed it over, watching him carefully fold it over his lap. 

The nurse took out the blood pressure machine, pulling the Velcro cuff open and slid it over my arm. After she had secured it. a loud whirring started up as it began violently squeezing me. Okay, just relax… Why the heck do these things have to be so tight?!

As it finally reached its limit, I wondered if my arm was turning a different shade. It began to slowly pulse and the numbers on the machine started changing. Then a loud whoosh of air left the cuff as it deflated. 

“120 over 80, perfect!” she smiled. 

She removed the cuff and entered the information into my chart. She went through preliminary questions of my last menstrual period, if I smoked, if I drank, family history and so on. Why bother having me answer these things in my paperwork if I’m just going to be asked again? I ignored that thought and answered all of them again with a smile on my face. 

“Great! Thank you Miss Rose. I’m going to retrieve the sonogram tech now. In case we aren’t able to get a clear picture with the abdominal, it would be best to undress from the waist down so we can perform a Transvaginal ultrasound.” She smiled sweetly, “Here is a sheet to cover yourself.” She handed me a thin white paper sheet and turned to leave the room. 

I sat there staring at it and then looked to Shadow. Great, I have to undress in front of him. I looked back to the criminally thin paper and grimaced. 

“Would you prefer I turn around while you undress?” His tone was understanding and kind. It made me feel guilty for acting weird about this.  It’s not like he hasn’t seen… all of that. 

“No, that's alright. Would you mind holding on to my clothes, though?” I asked sheepishly.

“Of course.” 

I stood up from the exam table, slipping off my sneakers first and then rolling my black leggings down. Shadow slipped my shoes underneath his chair and folded my leggings over my cardigan already on his lap. I paused, nervous about the last article left. Okay, Amy you can do this, just hand over your underwear. No big deal…

I hooked my thumbs into the waist band of my white panties and quickly pulled them down my legs. While turning my gaze away, I extended my hand out waiting for him to take them. I felt them slip from my fingers and as I took a peek in his direction, Shadow was carefully folding them to hide in between my leggings. A violent blush was covering his muzzle, as was mine. Well, at least I’m not the only one feeling slightly awkward right now. 

Standing there in my white T-shirt, I walked over to the exam table to pick up the sheet and then carefully sat down as I opened it up to lay across my lap. 

After 20 minutes of waiting for the sonogram tech to arrive, allowing my nerves to skyrocket, there was a gentle knock at the door and then it swung open to a black and grey lemur with forest green eyes. 

“Hi there, Miss Rose! My name is Lena, I’ll be your sonogram tech for today.” She was like a bright ball of sunshine and it instantly made the nerves melt away. 

“Hi Lena, it’s nice to meet you.” 

“And are you the father?” She looked to Shadow. 

“Yes, I am,” he said evenly. 

“It’s nice to meet you!” She smiled, “Now, we’re going to start with an abdominal sonogram and if we aren’t able to get a clear picture or a reading of the heartbeat, we’ll try with the Transvaginal. Sometimes at this stage, we can get what we need with the abdominal but not always. So we want you to be prepared if that’s the case.”

“I understand.”

“Will you please lay back for me and lift your shirt?” The paper covering crinkled underneath me as I laid back on the table. I lifted my shirt to my bra, waiting to begin. 

Lena took a bottle from the tray of the sonogram machine and shook it. “This may feel cold but please bear with me.” When she squirted the clear gel on my abdomen, I flinched. She pulled out the transducer and rubbed it over the cool gel to spread along my fur. 

I looked over to the screen as a black and white image of my womb came into focus. “Well, hello there little one,” Lena beamed and pointed to the small form, “That is your baby.”

I was at a loss for words as I stared at what she pointed out. I was in awe that such a small thing was growing inside of me. I felt a hand slide over mine and squeeze. I looked over to Shadow with the same expression of wonder on his face. 

“Looks like they are measuring at about 8 weeks which matches up with when your last menstrual was,” she said. “But it seems like I'll need to do the transvaginal after all to get an accurate reading of their heartbeat.” 

She removed the transducer and placed it back on the sonogram machine. She stood up to pull out the stir ups at the end of the exam table. “If you would, please scoot down so your bum is near the edge of the table and place your feet in the stir ups.”

I slowly nodded as I followed her instructions. At the same time she picked up another tool and I froze. “I’m sorry but what is that?” 

The tool she held was long with a bulbous end and she was placing a plastic covering over it. She took the cool gel from earlier and began placing a glob on the oddly shaped end. “This is what I will need to do the transvaginal sonogram. There will be some slight pressure so just try to relax and breathe through it.”

I turned my face to the ceiling and closed my eyes when I felt Shadow’s hand squeezing mine.

Music : So this is Love - Zoe Bird

“I’m here, Rose. Everything will be okay.” His voice was like a warm blanket wrapping around my thundering heart. I squeezed his hand back and thanked the universe that he was here with me.

“Okay, Miss Rose, here comes that pressure I told you about.” I felt her slip the transducer inside of me slowly and the sensation was nothing like when I was intimate with Shadow. This felt slimy and awful. It slipped higher and higher until it touched my cervix. 

“Alright, let’s see if we can get that heartbeat now.” As she moved the transducer around to get a perfect angle, I winced. She finally settled on a spot and the sound to fill the space made my eyes begin to water.

I looked at the screen and there was the rhythm of a heartbeat, strong and perfect. My heart swelled with love and joy as the tears ran down my face freely. Shadow’s hand squeezed mine, I could feel his love and joy match mine.

Smiling at the screen, I whispered, “Hi, baby.”

Notes:

To give a peek behind the curtain… Amy's symptoms and feelings about pregnancy were inspired by the experiences I’ve gone through. I am a mother of 3 and had my first at 21.

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