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thoughtsaboutshows · 4 years ago

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Can you make a continuation of the fire-drill prompt? Maybe Sabrina’s family pressuring her to marry Nick now that they’re expecting and she has an emotional breakdown?

Sure! I so totally got carried away and this is over 3k words long...hope you enjoy. I followed your prompt but didn’t at the same time. She has sort of an emotional breakdown but not in front of her family.

There’ll be another part eventually with another prompt in this universe that I was working on. But anyways here we are!

Sabrina held tightly onto Nick’s hand as it sat in her lap in the car ride the whole way to Greendale for Christmas. Nick had been celebrating the holidays with the Spellman Family for years now, lacking a family of his own, but this time it was different. This time they had news, news that would change the course of their whole lives. But in the very best way.

Sabrina had done well on all her finals that semester, passing her classes with flying colors, despite being overwhelmed with impending motherhood in nine months. Nick had managed to stay focused too, acing his graduate level classes and managing to input the grades of the ones he taught on time. The night they’d found out, Sabrina and Nick abandoned studying for the evening, ordered their favorite Italian food and celebrated with extra garlic bread and sex all over his apartment. Their love was palpable, so much so it had already created a whole new person, and the baby they’d meet in nine months would be a physical manifestation of the connection they’d had since day one.

Nick and Sabrina had been discussing the idea of her moving in with him prior to the baby news, planning for it but never setting an official date. After she had told him, it was a no brainer as to when his place would become theirs. She didn’t leave that night and never slept a night back at her place. They moved quickly to find someone to sublease from her and before they both knew it her dresser had been moved into the bedroom and her shoes were taking up more than half his closet. They didn’t see that ever changing and never wanted it to. Her heeled boots in every color were a welcomed sight because it meant she was there next to him every night, and every morning.

“What’s going on in that head of yours, Spellman.” Nick asked Sabrina as he snuck a quick peek at her. She was still holding on to his hand but her gaze had drifted out the window. Her beanie that she’d worn instead of her headband was slightly off kilter and even though he’d only caught a glance of her profile he could still tell she was deep in thought. Her furrowed brow and slight frown told him her mind was racing down a negative path. His voice, soft and sweet, pulled her from her thoughts and she turned to look at him. She pressed her lips together and furrowed her brow further as she tried to figure out how to word what was going on in her brain.

“We have to tell my family I’m pregnant, Nick.” She said in an obvious way. How could he not be thinking about it too?

“I know that, Sabrina.” He let out a desperate chuckle. “It’s not exactly something I planned on hiding.” They’d talked about this, and would tell the family as soon as possible. Ambrose usually greeted them at the Holidays with a spiked hot chocolate or Bailey’s and would pick up on something immediately when she didn’t accept.

“And my friends too.” Sabrina added. Nick nodded along, understanding what was happening. Sabrina was an external processor and needed to talk through what they were going to do, even though they’d done exactly that a million times before heading to Greendale for Christmas this year.

“Whenever you want, Spellman.” Nick encouraged her. He liked her friends, but in his mind sharing with them was a decision that belonged to Sabrina. Theo was a cool guy and Roz was sweet to him. He was always a little hesitant around Harvey, the guy was her first love and she’d mentioned the sting of their breakup when Nick had first met her, but they got along well enough. Nick chanced a small smile as he thought of their New Year’s plans. “Though I assume they’ll also suspect something when you don’t partake in the Champagne Fountain.”

“Yeah, we should tell them when we meet up at Cee’s the day after Christmas.” Sabrina grumbled. Nick sensed her nervousness and squeezed her hand before bringing it to her lips to kiss the back of it. She smiled slightly back and caught his gaze when he glanced at her again. “Are you nervous, Nick?”

“To tell your family?” He asked as she nodded. “Yes, Spellman, I’m nervous.” Sabrina blew out a breath she’d been holding, clearly put more at ease to know he’d felt similarly to her. She thought she was maybe alone in the feeling. They knew her Aunts and cousin would be happy for them, but they’d likely be shocked.

“Why are you nervous?” She asked him.

“Well, I did knock you up.” Nick started as he scratched his brow and Sabrina let out a much needed laugh. She leaned over and kissed his cheek, which reddened at the brush of her lips. She lingered for a moment, but then remembered he was driving and pulled away. “I do think they’ll be excited. But I also think there’s a slight chance your Aunt Zelda will string me out by my ankles and Hilda will bake me into a meat pie.”

Sabrina laughed again and this time Nick joined her, enjoying the light moment for what it was. He caught a glimpse of their future, the two of them giggling heading over to the Auntie’s house, except in his vision there was a babbling baby in a carseat in the back. The thought calmed his nerves a bit.

“My Aunties love you, Nick. You know that.” She reached over the middle console and brushed his hair once. “I think you’ve had them in your corner since day one. And Ambrose is one of your closest friends now.”

“Shit I forgot about, Ambrose. He’ll kill me for sure.” Nick leaned his head back on the seat for a moment, but Sabrina caught his smirk and knew he was kidding.

“Most importantly, they know you love me.” Sabrina shrugged.

“I do, Sabrina.” Nick said seriously and grabbed her hand to kiss it again, miffed he was driving so he couldn’t kiss her lips. “So much.”

“I know.” Sabrina said with a soft smile.

“Why are you nervous?” Nick asked her then, forcing his concentration back on the road.

“I guess I’m worried what they’ll expect from me. I know they won’t be mad, but I want them to believe I can do it. Be a mom.”

“You’re gonna be the best mom, Sabrina.” Nick couldn’t help but cut in. He had no doubt she was going to be amazing. As one of the most caring and gentle people he knew, and at the same time the strongest, there was no way she wouldn’t be a great mother. Sabrina too wanted nothing more than to reach over and kiss him soundly, so she settled for rubbing her thumb on the palm of his hand.

“I guess I’m worried Hilda will start planning a wedding.” Sabrina said this as she looked down, worried what his reaction would be.

“We forge our own path, Sabrina.” Nick answered her. She nodded, though not quite shaking the fear of disappointing her Aunties. She wanted to make them proud, and feared marriage would be a point of contention.

Nick and Sabrina weren’t married and he hadn’t proposed yet, knowing that a post-pregnancy proposal was not the reason Sabrina would want him to do it. Waking up the morning after the positive test, naked and each other’s arms, they’d had the marriage conversation and came to the same conclusion. Despite the fact that he’d wanted to marry her since she walked out in the cold in her slinky pajamas and into his blanket-clad arms all those years ago and she learned early on she didn’t want him to let go, they wanted to focus on being parents first. They were confident that they didn’t need a piece of paper to show the world how committed they were to each other. They’d marry someday but it didn’t have to be today. Nick wasn’t going anywhere and neither was Sabrina. They were in it for the long-haul and a baby didn’t change that nor did it force either into staying. Staying was always something that would be.

“I know.” Sabrina nodded and took a big breath. “You do know that I want to marry you right?” Sabrina asked him and bit her bottom lip, hoping he knew how much she loved him. Nick thanked the heavens in that moment that they’d gotten off the highway and he’d spotted a small store he could pull into. Her face stirred in confusion as he pulled over and parked. “Nick, what are you-”

“I love you, Sabrina.” He turned his body completely towards her. “And it is because I love you so much that I can feel how much you love me. The way your heart beats? Mine beats the same.” Sabrina’s eyes filled with tears that threatened to fall. Damn those pregnancy hormones. And damn her boyfriend’s way with words. “I have absolutely zero doubts that you will be my wife. I also have zero doubt that we have to do that now in order for that to happen.” He grabbed her head, grazing her hair with his fingers and wiping tears with his thumb. “I love you. It’s as simple as that.”

She leaned in and kissed him soundly, feeling tears of his own fall and grazing her cheek. She pulled him closer and wrapped her hand in his hair, using her lips against his to confirm that she wanted the same things. That she loved him so fucking much it was insane. And the way he responded only solidified the smooth words he had spoken before she’d kissed him. She was still nervous to tell her family but the nerves were fanned down slightly by the man, the partner, she’d have for life.

“I love you, Nick.” She whispered against his lips when she finally broke away. “We should probably get going though.”

“Ugh you’re right.” He groaned over-dramatically and pecked her lips one more time before putting the car back in drive and getting back on the road. They weren’t far now.

“I’m always right.” Sabrina teased, enjoying the way both of their moods had lifted. He raised one brow and smirked, pulling one of his favorite memories to the forefront of his mind.

“Oh yeah? Remember when you thought I was naked under a blanket so you wouldn’t let me share with you? Those PJ’s you wore were not winter appropriate.”

“You got me in your arms eventually.” She smirked back. “And you seemed to like those pajamas when you took them off later.”

“Which is precisely why I liked them.” He quipped and she snorted, grabbing onto his hand again. He kissed her hand for a third time before speaking. “We got this, Spellman.”

“Yeah, we got this.” She squeezed his hand back and took a deep breath, ready to tell her family.

Sabrina managed to avoid the alcoholic drinks Ambrose had offered essentially the second they’d walked in the door. She blamed it on feeling nauseous, craving Hilda’s homemade tea blend instead. It wasn’t a complete lie, having had morning sickness more often than not most days.

Hilda had greeted them in the doorway, with hugs and kisses on cheeks for both Nick and Sabrina, and Ambrose helped them bring their things up to Sabrina’s old room. The Aunties had never attempted to make Nick stay in a different room even when he’d come home with her the first time, and soon when they shared their news they never would.

“So why did you gather us in the parlor for pre-dinner drinks, Sabrina?” Zelda asked as she puffed her cigarette. She was sipping a martini as Sabrina grabbed for a teacup, holding it delicately in her hands and playing with the rim. Zelda’s eyes kept darting to her hand, looking for an engagement ring. She and Hilda suspected that maybe Nicholas had proposed, but he hadn’t asked their permission. And he was the type of gentleman that would, so she figured that wasn’t what this was about.

“Yes, cousin. Do tell.” Ambrose teased her as he drank tea too, but held his pinky up in mockery. He’d done the same thing as kids when she’d forced him to have a tea party with her.

“Well.” Sabrina started as she looked sideways at Nick and bit her lip. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder in support and raised his eyebrows, silently asking if she wanted him to take it from there. Sabrina shook her head and took a deep breath, turning to look at Hilda. She figured that Aunt would be the best to make eye contact while breaking the news. “Nick and I…”

“Are you breaking up?” Ambrose asked. “Because forcing your ex to come to Christmas dinner is quite rude.”

“Shut up, Ambrose. We are not breaking up.” Nick continued to hold her tight, and rubbed circles on her shoulder, biting back a laugh at Ambrose’s teasing but trying to stay on Sabrina’s side. “Nick and I are expecting.”

“Expecting what, love?” Hilda asked innocently but Ambrose’s eyes had already gone wide. Sabrina kept her eyes off of him, knowing he had understood.

“A baby, Auntie. I’m pregnant.” Sabrina finished strong, nodding and smiling before grabbing Nick’s free hand in show of their unity.

“Pregnant.” Zelda said once, just to make sure she’d heard correctly. Hilda’s mouth dropped open and she pressed her hand to it. Her face was a mix of shock and disbelief. “You’re with child?”

“Yes, she is.” Nick finally spoke and his eyes darted between the family of his most favorite person, trying to gauge their reactions.

“How did this happen?” Hilda wanted to know. Her voice had increased a few octaves but Sabrina recognized the hint of happy tears in the corners of her eyes.

“Well, Auntie, when a man and a woman love each other very much-” Ambrose began, his tone all teasing and face smiling, absolutely not taking the conversation seriously.

“Hush, Ambrose.” Zelda cut him off firmly. Her mouth was in a thin line and her expression was unreadable.

“Well, what do you think?” Sabrina asked slightly unsure. She glanced at Hilda who was dabbing her eyes and who couldn’t help it anymore. She got up from her seat and launched herself at the couple, surrounding both of them in her arms.

“I think it’s lovely, doves.” She said and Sabrina buried her face in her Aunt’s neck. “Just wonderful.”

“Thanks, Auntie.” Sabrina wiped at a few tears of her own. Ambrose shook his head and came over to the pair too and laughed.

“Good luck with a little Sabrina, mate. You’ll need it.” Sabrina smacked her cousin in the chest before he kissed her head and shook Nick’s hand.

“Aunt Zee?” Sabrina asked the elder Aunt now. She tapped out her cigarette and placed her hands in her lap.

“We’ll prepare a room here to turn it into a nursery.” She began and Sabrina’s face twisted in confusion. Why would they make a nursery at the mortuary? She turned to Nick who looked just as perplexed. HIs grip moved to her waist, and he pulled her closer to him. “And you’ll marry of course. Nicholas you can move in as well. We can redecorate her bedroom, it’s quite stuck in a teen time-warp right now.”

“Aunt Zee, what are you talking about?” Sabrina treaded carefully, squeezing Nick’s hand before getting up and moving to sit on the couch by her Aunt. She was worried about the marriage conversation and had narrowly missed it. But apparently fate had other plans.

“Uh-oh, let’s go.” Hilda pulled Ambrose out of the room, but indicated for Nick to stay when he tried to get up too.

“I’m talking about next steps with this baby. Marriage and moving here.”

“Auntie, we’re not doing either of those things.” She stole a glance at Nick who nodded in agreement. “At least not right now.”

“Well fine if you won’t get married then you have to move home. You can finish your classes online and when the baby is born, you’ll have support when you need to work.” Zelda would hardly look Sabrina in the eyes, like she couldn’t really believe what she was saying either but her brain was working too fast to control it.

“I have support. I have Nick.” But when Zelda scoffed, Sabrina's eyes narrowed and she grew frustrated.

“Aunt Zee, I’m not moving away from Nick. Not when it’s his baby I’m carrying. Plus I don’t want to. Right now, our life is in Boston.” Sabrina’s voice was firm too, but her emotions were starting to get the better of her. All she wanted was her Aunt to be happy for her, and it seemed what she was nervous about was coming true. “I’ve already moved in with Nick and he and I have talked about marriage. We will get married eventually but right now we are going to focus on our baby.”

“What are you going to do with a baby in Boston?”

“I was a baby in Boston.” Sabrina pointed out, stubbornness on full display.

“Exactly. And we hardly saw you that first year of life.” Zelda was emotional now too and Sabrina was starting to see that this might not actually be about her pregnancy. “My brother disappeared to that city and then I lost him.”

“Aunt Zee.” Sabrina said softly and then grabbed her hand. She was grateful when her Aunt squeezed tightly. “You’re not going to lose me. And it isn’t forever.” Sabrina eyed Nick again who offered her a smile of support. “We’ve talked about moving to Greendale when we’re both done with school, throwing a wedding in the gardens here. We want what you want, just in our own time.” Zelda turned to Sabrina then and both women had tears in their eyes. Zelda reached for her niece’s cheek and caressed it. “I just want you to be proud of me.”

“Oh, Sabrina.” Zelda started and then leaned in to kiss her forehead, just like she had nearly every day since they got her. “I am so proud of you.”

“You were the best mom, Aunt Zee. I just want to be good like you. If I’m half the mother you were-” Sabrina trailed off, unable to put into words how much her Aunt meant to her. Nick smiled on, happy that the conversation was turning for the better.

“You will be fantastic. You already are.” Zelda wiped her nieces cheeks and pulled her in for a hug. “I’m sorry I was being forceful, I just want what’s best for you.”

“I know that, Aunt Zee. I love you.”

“And I see that you do have what’s best for you.” Zelda said, turning to Nick and giving him a respectful smile. “I couldn’t have hoped for a better partner for my niece.”

“She’s safe with me.” Nick said simply with a nod, holding back his own tears.

The two women made to get up, laughing and wiping each other’s tears again and hugging, Zelda finally offering up her congratulations. Sabrina pulled Nick into a tight hug too, before tugging at him towards the kitchen.

“I’ll be right there, babe. I just wanna chat with your Aunt for a second.” Sabrina raised her eyebrows but Zelda shrugged in agreement. Sabrina excused herself with a quick peck to Nick’s lips before heading out to freshen up and wipe underneath her eyes.

“What is it you’d like to say, Mr. Scratch?” Zelda asked, getting right to the point.

“I just wanted to thank you, for raising Sabrina the way you did.” Zelda’s eyebrows raised this time. She’d always liked Nicholas, respected him, and was excited to consider him officially family. “I can’t imagine how hard it is for you to feel like your little girl is growing up.”

“I imagine you’ll figure it out soon, with a child of your own along the way.” Zelda pointed out and Nick chuckled.

“I know us getting pregnant before marriage or even graduating college is not what any of us planned. But excuse my language, fuck plans.” Zelda laughed and it boosted Nick’s confidence. “Sabrina is the love of my life. I never even considered leaving her side once she finally allowed me a permanent place at it. She certainly doesn’t need anyone’s protection, but nevertheless she has mine.” Zelda smiled at Nicholas’ words. She knew now there was no one else she’d feel as happy having her niece be with. The man clearly understood her, loved her like no one else. “I guess what I’m saying is thank you for the mother you were to her. I look forward to us being family someday.”

“Oh, Nicholas.” Zelda placed a hand on his arm. “You’re already family. You were long before this baby was conceived, we both know that.” Zelda surprised them both, pulling him in for a hug and holding him tighter than even Hilda had. “Thank you. For loving her.”

“Always.” He answered simply and the both nodded, wiping away more tears and pulling themselves together before heading for the kitchen.

“Can we celebrate now?” Ambrose asked in an annoyed tone. He was holding a few bottles of champagne and looked like an excited puppy. “Hilda said I had to wait to pop these. And it’s not like Sabrina can drink it anyways.”

Sabrina elbowed him in the side, nearly making him drop them. She walked over to Nick then, a satisfied smile on her face when she noticed that both Nick and Zelda looked happy. Their conversation had obviously gone well. She leaned back into him, wrapping his arms around her front as he kissed her hair and cheeks.

“Yes, we certainly need to celebrate.” Zelda confirmed and handed out glasses as Ambrose poured, Hilda grabbing apple juice from the fridge for Sabrina. “To family. New and old” She held her glass high, winking at Nick and Sabrina.

“To family.” They all repeated in unison. Happiness fluttered in Sabrina’s chest as she leaned tighter against the man behind her who was holding her tight.

She’d never been more grateful for a fire alarm than she was in that moment.

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thoughtsaboutshows · 3 years ago

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“Let me kiss my baby”

FINALLY The next part in the fire drill AU.

Trigger warning there is some birth trauma in this.

The previous parts are here:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

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Nick had to admit the rocking chair was comfortable. Sabrina had been the one to register for it for the shower that her Auntie’s planned. He’d grumbled about the way it had barely fit in their car on the drive back from Greendale to Boston. But now as he rocked their baby girl he agreed it was both comfy and useful, as Diana Grace’s big brown eyes finally closed as she drifted off to sleep. He’d told his daughter the story of how he met her mom, and how brave she was when she’d given birth. The story seemed to soothe Nick just as much as Diana and he didn’t feel like putting her down just yet once she was asleep, instead he cradled her close and gazed at the little girl who reminded him so much of Sabrina. The girl he loved more than anything, and her mother who had been the center of his thoughts for years.

It was almost nine months exactly, Fall was just starting to stretch its legs, the new school year starting when it finally happened. Nick was usually buried in the papers of eager undergrads or his own research assignments, but he always found time for Sabrina. And every night since the one she’d told him she was pregnant she’d slept next to his side.

He had always been a devoted boyfriend, but he’d gotten even more so once she was carrying their child. He’d even gone and bought one of those body pillows, which Sabrina labeled as ridiculous. She’d tried it one time and promptly threw it away, perfectly content to continue using him as a pillow like she had been for years.

That night was no different. She was curled up to him, swollen belly and all, resting mostly on top of him when she felt the rush and pop between her legs. She’d had some cramping for the last few hours, but blamed it on the Mexican food she’d begged Nick to pick up. Now, she regretted the extra cheesy bean dip they ordered since it wasn’t indigestion, but their baby.

“Nick!” Sabrina whisper-yelled while sitting up and shoving her boyfriend's shoulder. He simply groaned in response and while Sabrina usually found his affinity for sleep adorable, the rising pain in her uterus made her annoyed. “For the love of God…”. She tried shoving him again to no avail before swiftly using her strength to roll him off the bed.

He fell off with a loud huff and Sabrina crawled through the mess on the bed to look down at an extremely disgruntled Nicholas Scratch in a heap on the floor wrapped in their blanket.

“What the Hell, Spellman?” Nick groaned, still unmoving. “I was sleeping.”

“So was I.” Sabrina retorted. “Quite soundly I might add. Until my water broke.”

“Until your what?” Nick grumbled wiping his face, but stopped mid rub and sat up abruptly. It made Sabrina giggle when he finally got with the program and looked at her wide-eyed like a deer in bright headlights. “The baby’s coming.”

It wasn’t a question, but a statement and Nick was up on his feet immediately. He ran for the clothes she’d set aside to wear to the hospital and tossed them too her, before peeking out the window at the weather. He’d gone a bit overboard in preparation for their child, packing three separate suitcases all in case of various weather. If Boston was going to surprise them with an early snow storm, Nick would be ready. Thankfully there was no snow in sight and the weather was perfect for a middle of the night drive to the hospital. Nick held Sabrina’s hand as they made their way from the apartment to his car and in the hustle and bustle they hadn’t had a chance to express their excitement.

So that’s why they paused, Nick’s hand on her door handle, to look at each other in the eyes and laugh.

“Let’s go meet our daughter, Spellman.” Nick told her and leaned in to kiss her tenderly, placing his hand lovingly on her belly. Their kiss was interrupted by a contraction which kicked them back into gear and had Nick helping her into the car. Nick talked her ear off the whole way there, which Sabrina was grateful for, as it distracted her from the pain. Despite how much it hurt, she was still determined to follow through with her plan for as natural a childbirth as possible. She triple checked with Nick that he’d packed Hilda’s homemade natural remedies and that’s all she was determined to use.

They’d decided early on that they wanted to know the sex of the baby, partly because Sabrina couldn’t handle the guessing and waiting and partly because they’d decided to keep that a secret from their family. That meant she could hold it over Ambrose’s head for months that she knew something he didn’t. Her cousin had tried bribing Nick with imported bourbon and rare books but Nick was determined to keep it a secret too. It was fun for him to have something to tease the Spellmans with, and he knew he’d face the wrath of Sabrina if he spilled the beans. Zelda Spellman had tried to unleash her fury at being kept out of the loop. But Nick had long since learned that a pregnant Sabrina was far scarier than the Spellman Matriarch.

But Nicholas Scratch when his girlfriend is in labor is a scary sight too, and he ensured that every staff member in the labor and delivery unit knew that Sabrina Spellman needed their attention. They had their moments throughout the process though, because they wouldn’t be them if they didn’t push back stubbornly against each other. Nick insisted Sabrina consider an epidural for the pain, not so much because she couldn’t handle it but more so because he couldn't’ handle seeing her face contorted in a way that meant she was feeling anything but pleasure. And Sabrina, by hour six was getting far too annoyed by all the young ladies on the floor who just had to comment on how handsome Nick was. Whether it was the receptionist or the girl taking their food order or some random person in a hallway when she went for a walk they’d all glance at Nick and Sabrina’s bare ring fingers and ask Nick how his friend or sister was doing. He’d always swiftly correct them, informing the admirer that Sabrina was his girlfriend and the baby was theirs and they were oh so excited. But when the fourth person told Nick how good of a friend he was for helping his single-mother friend she’d had enough, yelling at them that she was carrying his child and they had very vigorous sex life. One that continued throughout pregnancy right up until the previous night when Nick had gone down on her following their Mexican take out. Sabrina had even congratulated Nick for helping labor along, confirming the theory that sex could jump-start it. The guilty party was some nursing aid from another floor who was just passing them in the hallway and Nick was sure Sabrina’s reaction would keep her far away from the labor and delivery unit for years to come. Sabrina smacked Nick in the arm when she realized he was laughing before crossing her arms and narrowing her eyes.

“What, I was not about to let one more person assume that I am some wronged woman and that you are available. I mean who does that? Hits on someone in a labor and delivery unit.” Sabrina held her chin in the air, perfectly fine with the strangers around them continuing to hear their conversation.

“We wouldn’t have this issue, Spellman, if we were married.” Nick leaned against the pop machine and bit his lip to keep from smirking at her. It was to no avail though, when Nick got cheeky there was no stopping his smirk from pushing through even the best disguises. “Or at least engaged.”

“Well, Nicholas, you’re the one who hasn’t asked me yet.” Sabrina somehow held her chin higher and stood closer to him.

“Well someone hasn’t given me the green light to be able to.” Nick snarked back and Sabrina narrowed her eyes, fighting a smirk of her own. Neither of them were serious. They were so unbelievably on the same page when it came to their marital status that they were sure they got on better than most couples who’d already tied the knot. It went without saying for both of them that they’d be married some day, just not today, and even when they had talked about it there was no compromise. Just simple agreement. Even so, they still liked poking at each other and Nick found it hilarious and downright adorable when Sabrina got territorial of him. He hadn’t expected to be hit on at the hospital either, but the jealous reaction it brought out of Sabrina made him love her even more. He had certainly had a jealous moment or two in their years together. Especially when he’d moved out of the dorms and she still lived in one, and he was no longer a floor away from her at a moments notice. But she’d only ever had eyes for him, and him for her, so really neither of them had anything to worry about in the first place.

“Fine, marry me.” Sabrina shrugged nonchalantly but her smile had turned wide. They’d gotten around to saying this lately, as a way to make their promise to each other but to relieve the pressure that they had to plan anything now.

“Fine.” Nick shrugged right back and kicked off the pop machine to close the distance with her. He kissed her once, hard and quick, and wrapped his arm around her and pulled her back towards their room. If his time was correct, because of course he was tracking, Sabrina was due for another contraction soon. And he wanted her to be comfy in bed with him around to rub her back when it came.

“Your Aunts and Ambrose are settled into their hotel.” Nick told her, glancing down at his phone for just a minute. “They’ll be back in the waiting room soon.”

“I don’t know why they don’t just wait at the hotel.” Sabrina shook her head. “It’s not like I’m letting them into this room until after she’s born.”

“They love you, Spellman.” Nick brushed a strand of hair out of her face. Her forehead was sweaty and she’d forgone her headband but Nick still thought she was stunning. “They wanna support them through this even if they can’t be by your side.”

“I can’t believe Zelda actually thought I’d let her in here.” Sabrina laughed. “There are some things that even aunties who raised me can’t see. Besides, I just want it to be me and you first.”

Nick smiled and kissed her gently. She sighed into it, allowing his gentle press of the lips to soothe her. God she loved this man. And when another contraction came he stopped kissing her and held her hand, not even caring that her grip was turning his fingers red.

It was all fine until it wasn’t. That’s how it usually was.

She was sleeping until the blaring fire drill sent her outside.

They were giggling over a bottle of wine until they were fighting over the future and broken up for a few days.

Things were moving smoothly until they weren’t. Until she wasn’t progressing and their daughter was in distress. Until the doctor’s voice took on a note of panic that Sabrina and Nick didn’t like to hear. The staff threw around words like abruption and too much blood and low heart rate.

All of this meant that before either could say otherwise they were wheeling her bed to an operating room, Nick struggling to keep up as they pulled her away, telling him there was no time for an epidural. They’d have to put her under, and they needed Nick out of the operating room. The doctors gave them a few moments though in pre-op, just a minute or two, just in case.

Nick didn’t know that love could hurt this much. He was perfectly aware of the pain associated with not being with the one you loved. It was a cut he’d felt back when he and Sabrina broke up temporarily. It took him a while for their reunion to feel whole and real, so he patched up his still fragile heart as best as he could by holding her tighter and tighter each night. But he couldn’t hold more than her hand right now. And soon, he wouldn’t even be able to do that.

“Save her.” Sabrina commanded in a quiet voice, still strong despite being hoarse. She looked right at Nick and then turned her gaze to the doctor nearby. “You have to save her.”

Sabrina’s desperate plea to do what they could to save their baby nearly ripped Nick right open. Part of him wanted to argue and disagree, command that they focus on her. But the larger part, the part whose heart beat alongside hers and loved her beyond reason, the part that loved that baby so damned much and would do anything to protect it, found himself nodding along with Sabrina.

To say he was terrified was an understatement, already envisioning a life without Sabrina, raising a daughter alone. He couldn’t picture quiet mornings with coffee and scrambled eggs without her contagious giggle. Fall would be unimaginable without her dragging him to this festival and that haunted house, once and a while pretending to be scared so he could hold her tighter.

The nurses readied her for the anesthesia, giving the couple one final moment before they’d escort him out.

“Nick…”. Sabrina breathed out in almost an inaudible way. He’d only see the crinkle of her brows furrow this way a few times. “I’m scared.”

Nick’s heart nearly stopped beating in his chest and swallowed thickly. He ran a hand through her hair and kissed her forehead, scrounging up all the strength he had. She was usually the one bolstering him and while he’d stood by her and held her hand all these years, there weren’t many times when his fearless girl would admit to being afraid of something.

“I’m here, babe.” Nick told her and kissed her hair again, cradling her hair like she was the most precious thing in the world. He was terrified too, the love of his life and their child hung in the balance, and it was all in the doctor's hands now. “I’m not going anywhere.” He kissed her nose and her cheeks in her lips before brushing her hair back so the doctors could work. “I’ll be right here when you wake up. I love you.”

Sabrina held onto that before her eyes shuttered closed, exhausted. The doctors moved Nick out of the way and wheeled her back. Nick collapsed onto the ground, allowing himself to give into his tears and fear. He’d face the waiting room where the Aunties and Ambrose were itching for news eventually, but he needed to collect himself first. At least as best as he could.

Nick ran and found Ambrose and the aunties as soon as he could, offering a fumbled update through tears before running back to where he was allowed to wait. It was tense, and it felt like years before the surgeon found him out in the hallway. He was on the ground, praying for the first and probably last time in his entire life, but stood up as soon as he saw the doctor. HIs face was unreadable, and all the people skills in the world wouldn’t help Nick figure out what he was going to say.

Nick nearly snapped at the guy, wanting to yell at him to get on with it, until the doctor smiled.

“It was close, but she’s okay. They both are.” Nick nearly crumpled to the ground in relief. “We managed to save her uterus too, so if more kids are in your plans-”

“I don’t care about that.” Nick interrupted because in the moment he didn’t. All he cared about was that his daughter was alive. That Sabrina was alive. “Can I see them?”

“Yes.” The doctor smiled and nodded. “Come with me.”

Nick nearly ran down the hall, but stopped in a room where Sabrina was lying on a bed with a nurse nearby taking care of a small bundle.

Sabrina looked up at the noise and saw Nick, tears pouring down his cheeks and smiled weakly.

“Hey, you.” She said to him and Nick didn’t waste anymore time, moving to her in two strides and taking the chair next to her bed. He leaned in and kissed her slowly, not caring that the nurse saw.

“God, Spellman, you scared me.” He kissed her forehead. “Don’t scare me like that, okay?”

“Okay.” Sabrina nodded and brushed her hand through his hair. She couldn’t come up with something witty at that moment, too tired and grateful to be alive. “Wanna meet our daughter?”

Sabrina waved the nurse over who carried that bundle of blanket to him. It wasn’t just blankets at all, but a tiny baby girl with a head of dark hair and bright eyes.

“Hey there.” Nick said to his daughter when she was laid in his arms. The nurse let them be, leaving the room to give them some space. Sabrina brushed her hand through Nick’s hair again and wiped a tear from his cheek. “Hey, Diana Grace.”

They’d decided on a name shortly after finding out they were having a girl. Naming her after Sabrina’s mother had been an easy choice, the middle name after Nick’s even easier. A few tears leaked out of Sabrina’s eyes too, watching in wonder as Nick took to being a father immediately. He knew just how to hold their daughter, how to swaddle her, how to change her diaper perfectly. He helped Sabrina get into the best breastfeeding positions and was right there to offer an arm of support when the nurses had her try to watch. It baffled Nick that they’d have her walk around so soon after having major surgery. He knew mother’s were strong, but Sabrina was the strongest of all.

Diana drifted off to sleep in her bassinet and Nick settled in the chair next to Sabrina. She’d tried to get Nick to get into bed with her but he was nervous, all too aware of the stitches holding her abdomen together. So he cuddled as close as he could and grabbed her hand, playing with her fingers and focusing on her breathing.

“Sabrina, I-” Nick told her after a few quiet moments. It was late into the night and he was getting emotional, the day catching up with him. “I thought I was going to lose you. I thought I was going to lose both of you.”

“Hey, hey.” Sabrina brushed her hands across his cheeks. “You didn’t lose me, Nick.”

“Sabrina I almost did.” Nick explained. “I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t made it. I can’t do this without you.”

“Oh you would have been alright.” Sabrina tried to joke. “Imagine all the tail you’d have gotten as a hot single dad.”

“Spellman, that’s not even funny.” Nick shook his head.

“Come on, it’s a little funny.” Sabrina held up two fingers, but her face fell when she saw he wasn’t laughing. “Nick, you would have been okay because you’re you. You’re already an amazing father. But most importantly, you don’t have to do it without me, Nick. Because I’m here and I’m not going anywhere.”

“Sabrina, I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Nick.” She pulled him down and kissed him softly. “And I love our little family.”

“I don’t want to live this life without you by my side, Sabrina. So-” Nick paused, nervous.

“Oh my God are you about to propose?” Sabrina cut in, suddenly laughing.

“What?” Nick’s face twisted in surprise. “No, of course not.”

“You totally were.” Sabrina smiled. “You were totally gonna do the near-death proposal.”

“So what if I was?” Nick was laughing now too. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t thinking about making their relationship more official. But now he saw the ridiculousness of it. A post surgery proposal was so not them.

“Nick, no!” Sabrina shoved him lightly. “You can’t propose to me here!”

“Am I the one loopy and on drugs or did you not accost me earlier for not being married to you.” Nick pointed out, smirking at the memory of earlier in the day.

“I was pissed and in pain and not in my right mind. And neither are you if you think I’d say yes to a proposal because of a near death experience.” She held her chin in the air and Nick chuckled in response, leaning down to kiss her pouted lips.

“Don’t worry, Spellman. I promise to not propose to you right now.” Nick brushed her hair back and kissed her forehead. He almost missed her face which was part disappointed and part relieved, and he filed away the fact that she wanted to be engaged soon. That much he could tell. But he was not about to do it when she was out of it and on pain killers freshly cut open. But he’d do it soon.

Nick held Diana even closer to his chest when she fell asleep. He’d never been more grateful in his life than he had been when the doctor told him his girlfriend and daughter were alive. He hadn’t left their room other than to grab the Aunties and Ambrose, who seemed to have fallen in love with little Diana Grace just as quickly as he had. Ambrose especially, was wrapped around that girl’s little finger, and it was hard to miss the tears in Zelda’s eyes.

They settled in their apartment in Boston after staying in the hospital for a few days and her family stayed with them, the C-section adding some extra recovery time. They’d needed all the help they could get, though by the end of a week Sabrina was ready for her aunties to leave and ready to spend some time just the three of them.

The Aunties and Ambrose had left a few days prior, and Nick and Sabrina were really settling into their new life. They still weren’t planning on getting married yet, and they weren’t in any hurry. Nick would propose eventually, they’d get married and they’d get pregnant with baby number two on their honeymoon, baby number one living it up at the Mortuary getting spoiled while they were gone. They’d move back to Greendale to be closer to family and to raise their babies on Hilda’s sweets and Zelda’s sarcasm. Their life would be an adventure and crazy and beautiful.

But for now, with the birth of their first child, things were new and exciting. Nick had snuck away to get Diana before Sabrina could when he saw him stirring on the monitor, the hint of a cry starting. Nick told Diana the story of her mom, how they’d met, and all about their eclectic family. Nick believed his girlfriend needed some rest and peace and quiet so he got to her first, feeding her a bottle and reminiscing all of their history.

He didn’t know though, when he was seated in the rocker with their daughter, that she’d woken up not long after him. She felt the spot next to her, the one that he’d occupied since the night she told him she was pregnant, and noticed him missing. They had hardly spent a night apart since then, as Sabrina moved her stuff into his apartment the very next day. She missed his warmth, being able to put her head on his chest. And though she logically knew he was in the next room, she went in search of him anyway. She’d heard the whole thing, the story from start to finish how they’d met and started dating and ended up here: in a forever kind of love with a kid to boot.

She laughed when she heard him complain about her yelling at him for thinking of proposing, and Nick’s eyes shifted to her in the doorway. She looked marvelous despite her sleepy eyes and messy hair. She was wearing a shirt of his, a favorite of hers that she’d put one nearly every night after she became too big to fit in her own pajamas.

“Hey, you.” Sabrina said to him before kicking off the door and coming to stand by where he was seated. She moved to kneel down and placed her arms on the arm of the chair. “Why didn’t you wake me?”

“I wanted you to get some sleep.” Nick smiled at her. “I love you in that shirt.”

“It’s still one of the few things that fit.” Sabrina explained.

“I don’t care.” Nick shook his head. “You could wear that for the rest of our lives and I’d applaud you for it.”

“Okay, okay.” Sabrina rolled her eyes and then looked down at her daughter, all cozy and cute in Nick’s arms. “Now let me kiss my baby.”

Sabrina leaned down to kiss her daughter’s forehead but before she could Nick smirked and kissed her lips instead. She yelped and giggled and sunk into it, sighing and relaxing into him.

“Okay not what I meant.” Sabrina whispered against his lips and then kissed him again. “But I’m not complaining.” She kissed him one more time before kissing their daughter’s forehead and taking Diana from his arms. She cooed a little but didn’t wake up, and Nick smiled at how Sabrina whispered and sang softly to her. He followed Sabrina as she carried their daughter back into their room and placed her in the bassinet next to her bed. He wrapped his arms around her from behind, kissing her neck whispering I love you against her skin. She shuddered, never unaffected by him, and pulled him back to their bed.

She pressed her cheek into his chest in hopes of finally falling asleep. She was met with an old friend, the scratchy and worn yet somehow soft fabric of an old pajama set he had. She breathed in the memory of him holding her close underneath a blanket, as those were the same pj’s he’d had on the night of the fire alarm. It was shortly after they’d started seeing each other and shortly before he’d asked her to be his girlfriend. She didn’t even know he still had them, but the laundry had been piling up from lack of sleep and lack of time so he pulled the only pair left in his drawer and threw it on as Sabrina had pulled on the last of his shirt that didn’t have baby puke on it. He kissed her forehead and she snuggled closer still, both delirious and exhausted, but fell asleep smiling, and stealing some comforted rest until their sweet baby girl needed them again.

Before their eyes shut Sabrina sighed and leaned up, catching his gaze on her.

“Go to sleep, Spellman.” He ordered in a soothing voice, his own eyes nearly closed.

“Fine. Marry me?” She asked him smirking.

“Fine.” He answered, eyes fully closed but smile wide. He pulled her tighter, plans already forming in his had to ask her officially. Someday, and in a way that is perfectly them.

#nabrina #fic: fire drill au #finally this is done #one more part to go eventually #nicholas scratch #sabrina spellman

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