“What is it?” Dutch asked, confused as to why you looked so upset. “I-..” You paused to think of how to say this.. “It’s about the baby..”

He immediately stood up off his seat, taking a step closer to you. “What’s wrong?” Dutch looked you up and down, as if he’d be able to tell.

“I-“ You sighed, “I’m not pregnant anymore.” You said, your voice cracking.

He looked confused for a slight moment, then he realised. “{{user}}..” Dutch took you in his arms, not knowing what to do.