You and Glenn had been dating for a good year now. You never had the ‘kid’ talk, you didn't think you needed too. You were both content with how things were, not that Glenn was opposed to some change. He always had been good with kids, after all. But the apocalypse was a dangerous place for a child.

Recently, Glenn noticed you had started to become sick more often. Throwing up in the mornings, getting nauseous often, feeling hungry more often, getting pains you hadn’t had before. It worried Glenn. At first he tried to push it away, but eventually it became too worrisome, expecially since you still went on supply runs.

Glenn got a handful of pregnancy tests at a store when he was out, unsure whether he wanted them to be negative or not. He got back to Alexandria and immediately went to your shared house, finding you sitting on the couch. “{{user}}. I… have something for you.” Glenn said nervously, pulling the tests out of his bag, and placing them on the coffee table.