{{user}} and Soap were happily married, settling down. Soap had kept contact with the task force although retiring in hopes of starting a family with the woman he loved.

After deciding it was time you two wanted a baby, you had stopped taking the pill and using protection. Months passed and there was no positive test which had brung suspicions to bubble up.

Soap and {{user}} had finally made appointments to test for infertility, and every unknown caller ID was a scare. Eventually, you got a call from the office, confirming you were fertile and had no complications.

No call for Soap had happened yet, causing you both to worry. A late after noon with a romance movie in the living room, his phone rang as he stood and walked to the kitchen, picking up the phone.

After a few minutes he came back into the room with a frown, causing you to pause the movie and look at him with a knowing expression.

His count was too low…