P A R T  1

I m a g i n e: You and your boyfriend Finn are badass criminals. You steal things, kill people, and everything in-between.
  So, how will you two react to your surprise pregnancy?

A/N: another multi- part imagine ;)

It's gonna be a long imagine SwEetHearT.

Word Count: 1490

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"I said..I don't give a damn. Give me the fucking money, and you might live."
Finn shouted at the bank accountant whilst waving the loaded gun in the terrified man's face.
With shaky hands, the accountant fumbled though the closest register to him, pulling out signed checks and stacks of money.

You held open a bag for the accountant to load the money in, while Finn watched him just to be sure he didn't make a move.

When the money was finished being stashed in the bag, you tied it up, and slung it over your shoulder, ready to dash out of the bank.

"Please! That's all I can get, I swear!"
The accountant pleaded to Finn under his ski-mask, begging for Finn to spare his life.

Finn hesitated for a moment, contemplating whether or not he should allow the man to live and possibly call the police, or if he should just kill him right then and there.

Suddenly, the bank's alarm began ringing throughout the entire complex, shrieking to alert the state police department.

"Finn, we gotta get out of here, the fuzz is on it's way!"
You notified Finn, who decided to let the accountant live, shoving the gun into his pocket.
Finn intertwined his hand with yours, holding it as he ran to the exit doors of the bank.

You jumped into the Mustang you had parked in an alley way, and you took the driver's side.
You started the car, barely giving Finn enough time to close his passenger door before you shifted the gear to drive and slammed on the gas pedal to emerge from the alley, and reveal your car in the streets.

You swerved into the less busy of the traffic lanes, already hearing the police car sirens behind you.

"Babe, they're right behind us."
Finn alerted you, peering through the back window of your Mustang.

"Not for long."
You stated, and only pressed harder on the gas, testing your car's limits.

The police would not give up no matter how many sharp turns you took, they would always find a way to follow you.
But today, you were determined to make that different.

You shifted your stick, making your car growl as it drifted a full 360 before you stopped it, and drove the opposite way of which you were going before.
And the police didn't know that you were always one step ahead.
You rolled down your windows, and together, you and Finn threw out buckets of nails onto the street, hopefully sabotaging any car that dared to follow you.

And it worked.
Because you heard the police cars screech and  pop to a halt, and they could only watch as you and Finn drove further and further away.

"Haha! Nice work, baby."
Finn commended you, placing his hand on your thigh as you drove.

You smiled thinly, your face fought being overwhelmed with the urge to vomit because of all the 360 turns you just did.
This never used to happen before.

You parked your mustang in the garage, and pulled up into your abandoned secluded warehouse where you and Finn lived together.
It wasn't much, but it was something you two made your own.

Finn found the house, abandoned and left to rot. But he fixed it up a little for you and him.

And the best part was, was that nobody even knew that the trails leading to your house ever existed, so you and Finn were completely safe.

You walked in the warehouse with bags of money and weapons on your arms, and dropped them to the floor, huffing a sigh of exhaustion.

You saw Finn sigh too, and made his way over to the living room to pick up a cigarette.

You felt abnormally hungry, and made your way to the fridge, not finding anything to suit your cravings.
You winced to yourself when you smelled the foul, bitter odor of Finn's cigarette, and you started gagging.

You covered your mouth, and made a run for the bathroom down the hallway, slamming the door behind you.

"Y/N? Baby, are you okay? Open the door."
Finn asked through the bathroom door, his concern obviously in his voice.

He continued to knock on the door, and you flushed your vomit down the toilet, closing the lid to sit on top of it.
You felt gross, and awful.

You've never reacted to cigarettes that way.
In fact, you smoked them yourself up until about a month ago when you just lost all appetite for them.
Come to think of it, you missed your period last week, too.

Wait.
Nausea, headaches, weird cravings, dizziness...

There's no way.

You couldn't possibly be pregnant, could you?

You had always been smart with protection when it came to the many times you had sex with Finn, but he used condoms.

Sometimes.

"Y/N? Seriously, are you alright? Do you need anything?"
Finn pleaded for you to open the bathroom door, but you were so anxious to find out the truth, that you needed a couple minutes alone to figure it out.

You got up, and walked over to open the bathroom door, revealing your worried boyfriend of 5 years.

His eyes softened, and instantly put his arms around your waist, pulling you closer into his chest, his instinct only to protect you.

It still sometimes surprised you how soft Finn could be around you, but with anyone else, he was a total badass.
He didn't care about anybody's safety, except for you. You were his, and his alone.

"I'm fine, Finn. I'm fine. But could you run to the store and get me some chips and drinks for us?"
You asked, your hands now gripping his shirt as if you needed some stability of the situation.
You just wanted him out of the warehouse so you could test yourself.

"Sure. I'll be back soon."
Finn replied, a slightly edge to his voice because when either of you decided to go out in public nonchalantly, it was always a risk.

No cameras or people have seen your faces while you two committed the crimes because you have always worn masks, but that doesn't take the nerves away about going out in the open.

Finn kissed your forehead gently, and smacked your butt before grabbing your Mustang keys, and walked out the warehouse doors with his false ID and fake credit card.

You sighed to yourself, your body racking with anxiety with what you were about to do.

You went back into the bathroom, and shuffled through the drawers under the sink to pull out a unopened pregnancy test from when one of your friends.

"Good thing you thought you were pregnant, Sadie."
You joked to yourself, smirking back to the times where Sadie and Caleb were banging all the time, and Sadie bought tests out of fear to see if she was pregnant.

Luckily, she wasn't. But she left her extras here.

You did as the box instructed you to, pee'd, then dipped the test into toilet bowl before putting the cap on it.

You set the digital test on the counter, and placed your makeup bag over it to hide the results.

You flushed the toilet, then washed your hands before leaning against the wall to wait 3 minutes.
You checked your phone for the time over and over again, your body now shaking with adrenalin.

You thought to yourself about the long term effects this could have on your relationship with Finn if you were pregnant.

This isn't exactly a life for a kid, and you weren't exactly mother- material.

You've killed and stolen.
What kind of mother figure is that?

Would you have an abortion? Would you keep it?

Would.. Finn leave you?

You couldn't stand that thought, because you and Finn were utterly codependent on each other, meaning that you two would literally not be able to live or function without each other.

You loved Finn so deeply, and you knew he loved you the same.

But what if a baby is the breaking point to your long-term relationship with Finn?

Your thoughts were interrupted by your phone's timer beeping.

You tried to slow your breathing, and calm your trembling hands.

With heavy thoughts, you lifted your makeup bag off the test, and revealed the results.

"Holy fucking shit.."

"Y/N, I'm home! I got your favorite chips-.."
Finn shouted into the house as he walked towards the bathroom before stopping dead in his tracks in front of the door way.

"What the fuck is that?"

+ Positive

[TO BE CONTINUED..]

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