His Silence

**Daisy**

Moving I get out and dry, getting myself sorted I walk back through and find him sitting on the bed waiting.

He looks upset, and I can’t figure out why. “D, what’s wrong?” I climb onto him and smile. “You would normally have said some witty remarks, spanked my ass or made a comment about fucking me.” He hasn’t and it has me worried.

“We need Calix and Marcello before I can tell you little birdie.” He smiles and I shake my head.

“Or tell me now, I don’t want to not know, everyone keeps looking at me weird, why? What don’t I know, if you refuse I will scream.”

“Little birdie, it’s something we agreed to speak to you about together.” He smiles at me.

“Did someone get hurt? Is that it?” Did he lie about no one getting hurt? I watch him shake his head. “It’s Cal, right? I saw his face that day I was taken. He was looking at me weird, he gave me my freedom, he’s given up on me right?” I go to move off him and he shakes his head.

“D I swear, if you don’t tell me I will go insane thinking of what it can be. Please, I need to know.” I feel tears fill my eyes. “It’s Cal, if it is just say. I knew that day I was taken something had changed, he kept looking at me weirdly. So just tell me if he has decided he doesn’t want me and I will walk.”

He sighs and pulls me closer. “Little bird, that’s not it. I don’t know what you think you saw on Cal’s face but in no way was it that. After we got back the doctor checked. He wanted to make sure there was no major damage. His female assistant checked for any cuts inside as well.” He sits looking at me like he is struggling.

“What did the doctor find? Is there something wrong with me?” I watch as he shakes his head and then nods.

“You’re fucking crazy, that’s what’s wrong with you little bird, and you’re a stubborn ass.”

“D, you know that isn’t what I meant.”

“Your period didn’t come early, when they checked you they noticed you were pregnant, or was pregnant.” I look at him confused, my head shaking. I can’t have been. He’s looking at me like he can see I’m about to argue.

"Look, she said you were about three weeks, give or take and that you probably didn’t know. You getting stabbed so close to there, them hitting you, the crash, all that made you lose the baby, and I’m sorry because it’s our fault.” I stare at him shocked.

“D, this isn’t your fault. How can you think it was?”

“Because these people wanted information on us, and used you, I’m sorry little birdie. I know you will hate us.”

Moving I cuddle him. “D, I love you. I don’t hate you and you’re not to blame. If you’re waiting for me to scream, cry and shout at you I won’t. I don’t even know how I feel. I never thought I was pregnant, I didn’t know. So I don’t know how to feel right now.”

“You’re sure you don’t hate us for it?” He looks at me and I smile nodding.

“I didn’t hate you guys when you pushed me out, I didn’t hate Cal after he fucked Rosalie. I could never hate you guys.” He seems to relax hearing my words my arms wrapping around him more.

“Food you two.” I look up and see Calix at the door, he turns and walks off.

“Can we not say I told you? They wanted us to tell you together.” He looks at me and I nod. I go to stand and instead, he carries me. I grumble calling him an asshole and he laughs squeezing my ass. I hear them walking as we reach the table I go to sit in my own seat but D pulls me into his lap and wraps his body around me.

It’s like I have a huge koala backpack on me. I see a little boy sitting between Dante and Emmi.

“Right, the plan is we leave, we know where everyone is. It will take an hour at the most then we head home.” Calix speaks and I nod. Turning I look at D.

“You need to eat.” He can’t not eat.

“I’m not hungry.” He grumbles his words are me.

“If you don’t eat I will feed you like a baby. I swear.” I laugh and everyone looks at me on edge. So does everyone know?

“Fine, no bringing the food train to me thanks.” D moves me onto his lap and eats, as I do and they talk, but they try to make it stay off gruesome murders and torturing with their son sitting here. I think he’s about two. I don’t know I never spent time around babies and kids. I hear the small cry and look up, Emmi shifts looking uncomfortable and walks out.

All eyes look around each other and I can’t do it.

“I know. Stop acting awkward around me. Tell Emmi not to hide the baby. She needs to eat.” I look at Dante and he nods. Calix and Marc glaring at D. “Don’t shout at him, I made him tell me because otherwise, I was thinking you were going to dump me when we got back.” I look at Calix and he nods not replying. The rest of the meal is eaten in silence, but it’s a good thing. I keep looking up and seeing Emmi holding a baby, and I don’t know how I feel.

I didn’t know I was pregnant, I didn’t want to be pregnant, I wasn’t trying to get pregnant. So right now, I just feel confused. I move and cuddle into D, feeling myself falling asleep, too tired to keep my eyes open any longer.