@firehunters
The thing about keeping a secret or trying to hide something, at least to Ava, was that she was always sure everyone knew and every single person she walked by was staring at her, knowingly. Maybe it was because while her mom and Jo said she wasn’t showing much yet, she was sure she was. She could feel it, her body changing daily, growing a human life right in her womb, from scratch. A whole little human that already had a heartbeat and everything, growing bigger and stronger by the minute, that mini person that would be out and about in just a few months looking like the universe had painted a picture of Ava and Andrew combined.
She’d even worn a particularly flowy dress that night to make sure no one would know before they had had a chance to actually tell people. But the minute she walked into the firehouse searching for Andrew she could swear all the boys in his shift were staring at her and smiling at her with devious grins of people that knew what she was hiding under all that fabric. It wasn’t that she and Andrew wanted to hide her pregnancy, they’d just been worried. Ava, in particular. After everything in her past, after they had lost a child once, she was being careful and trying to do everything right, afraid this time she could harm that precious little thing they didn’t even know they wanted as much as they had grown to want it now. Ava made her way as quickly as she could to Andrew’s newly acquired office space joined with Sean’s desk, making sure he was alone when she walked in and closed the door behind her.
“I’m telling you, everyone knows.” Ava whispered, dropping her bag on the empty chair across his desk and going straight to him as he sat behind his Lieutenant Hunt plate, wrapping her arms around his neck and holding him tight against her body. Ever since finding out they were going to be parents, Ava somehow also found herself falling more and more in love with Andrew every day. Something about his new aura, knowing he would be the best father out there and the way Andrew had so bravery accepted that child as their faith and had been supportive in ways she couldn’t even imagine were possible...
“They all know, they keep staring at me like they know.” She whispered, lips pressed against his hair as she breathed him in, only then realizing she’d missed him terribly being away all day. “You smell so good.” Ava sighed, resting her head on his for a moment before she pulled back to lean against his desk beside him. “Hi.” She smiled at Andrew, twisting her hair lightly into a rolled ponytail, one hand instinctively moving down her barely there stomach.
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