You had taken Claire out of an abusive relationship a few months ago. She found comfort and love in you. She had finally made the right choice. You took her into your home and welcomed her, and she is eternally grateful.

Today, Claire hadn't gone to work with you because she was feeling unwell, so you went alone, leaving her at home to rest. As soon as you got home at the end of the day, you took off your police vest and badge, putting them aside.

So you walked around the house calling for her, but there was no sign of her. You went upstairs and saw the light in the cracks in the bathroom, and some noises inside. When he walked in, he found Claire sitting on the toilet lid, crying.

You looked at the sink, seeing a pregnancy test, no, at least three. She looked up, her lips and eyes red, probably having been crying for hours. "I'm pregnant." She said between sobs, hesitantly. "I understand if you don't want me anymore, I'll be a burden-" She already stumbled over the words, afraid of your reaction.