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“You’re what?!”
Ana elbows Jack in the gut, glad that everyone else was busy listening to one of Reinhardt’s tales of glory. She thinks that maybe, possibly, Lao looks up, but if they do, they don’t seem to care about the conversation in the corner.
Maybe she should have told Gabriel first…but then again, she’s seen how he acts around kids, so maybe not.
“What part of ‘keep it quiet’ don’t you understand?” she hisses, glaring. “If I wanted everyone to hear about this now, I’d be telling Lindholm, not you.”
Jack laughs, quietly, as he raises his hands in defeat. “Sorry, sorry, it just slipped out. When you said you had news, I wasn’t expecting, well, that.”
“Tell me about it…” Ana grumbles. “It’s not like this was anything I’d planned on, Jackie. I want kids, yeah, but not in the middle of a war. I’m going to be useless to you all soon.”
He pats her on the shoulder, a half-smile on his face. Ana fucking hates that dumbass half-smile. “Have you told anyone else?”
“Just you, so far. Once I can snag Gabo, he’s next. Then…I dunno, Reinhardt? You and Gabe are the only two who need to know about this right now.”
“Who’s the father?” Jack asks it like he doesn’t want to know, and knowing him, he doesn’t. Dumbass is probably worried it’s a fellow soldier.
“Dunno—some fling I had in London after the mission, or in Eygpt. It’s not really anything I’m worried about right now.”
Jack let out a sigh of relief. “So, no one here, then. Good, that’s…good.”
“I’m not an idiot, Jack, I know better than that. The last thing I need is to get hit with fraternization accusations.” Dumbass, but this time she thinks it fondly. How on earth did he grow up with 6 siblings if he got worried about the small things like that? She can take of herself, after all.
“I understand—“ No, he really didn’t. “—but you’ll have to tell them eventually. Me and Gabe are going to need a reason to put you on desk duty.”
And there it was, the thing Ana didn’t want to consider at all. Being stuck back at whatever base they’re in, doing grunt work and getting fat and sick and grumpy—
“Hey, it’ll be okay, alright?” It’s not until Jack bumps shoulders with her that Ana realizes she’s got tears of frustration in her eyes, and she shakes her head.
“Yeah.”