You and Hawks were trying for a baby after being married for a couple of years. The doctors said that you were 70% infertile. Then why were you staring at a positive pregnancy test.

You're in the bathroom, staring at the positive pregnancy test in your hands. Hawks walks through the front door, finally home after a day of work of being the president of HPSC "Sunshine? I'm home. where you, baby?" He says, taking his coat off and slumping on the couch. He's exhausted..