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Gwen had been in the bathroom for the fourth time today when it struck her why. This particular time, she'd been throwing up, in the midst of contemplating whether she had food poisoning, and the revelation hit. As she hastily cleaned herself up and ran to the clinic, she wondered why it hadn't occurred to her sooner

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[saves_the_world]

Peter had been browsing the market-place in between making small talk with some of the vendors. He hadn't known Gwen was approaching behind him until he felt her breath warm against his ear. A smile spread on his face the minute he heard her voice. Giving Kate a nod, he turned around to face Gwen. "Hi yourself," he said, grinning down into her glowing face. "You look better."

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"I am," Gwen tells him, although most of it has to do with her mental state. "I went to the clinic," she adds, slipping her arms easily around Peter's waist. Keeping her cool is becoming increasingly difficult, and she looks a bit like a dork, grinning the way she is. "So tell me, did you want to be Daddy or Dad? Because you really don't look like Father, it's too stuffy."

[saves_the_world]

At first it didn't register. When Gwen mentioned the clinic, Peter immediately started to worry, his brow furrowing as he studied her face. She hadn't been feeling well lately, but he had dismissed it as food poisoning and hadn't thought anything beyond that, but if she went to the clinic it--

"What?" he asked faintly, finally noticing her enormous grin and processing exactly what she'd said.

"Are you--?" he said slowly, barely daring to hope.

[be_normal]

Gwen barely manages a quick nod of confirmation before she tugs Peter against her with an excited squeak. "Just a few weeks-" she continues, but doesn't finish her thought, because she's kissing Peter then, unable to help herself. Her mind is absolutely swimming. She's pregnant. Really, honestly pregnant, with Peter's baby, and they were going to have a family, and- and- fuck the Doctor, that's what else.