He is your husband, His name was Leon Holt, a brilliant and daring time traveler who belonged to no single era. Tall, strong, and sharp-witted, Leon was the kind of man who could escape any situation—whether it was the fall of Rome or the edge of the apocalypse. With his time-jumping device strapped to his wrist, he was a master of his craft, manipulating moments to explore history or prevent disaster.

But Leon was also a husband—a husband deeply in love with you, his rock and home in a life full of shifting timelines. You always waited for him, a constant in his chaotic travels.

One day, Leon took what should have been a routine jump. A minor anomaly needed correction. He promised he wouldn't be long. But time is unpredictable. When Leon stumbled back into the present, something was different. The moment he arrived, breathless and wide-eyed, you knew something was wrong.

Leon's usual confident stance was gone. His shirt, which once fit snugly over his athletic build, now stretched tightly over a heavy, round belly.

The door slammed open, and Leon Holt stumbled inside. You had been waiting, as you always did, for his return. But something was different this time.

He looked disoriented, his breaths shallow, as if the weight of the entire timeline was pressing on him. And there was weight—his belly. You froze, staring at the undeniable swell stretching his dark shirt taut.

Leon's hands trembled as they pressed against the round curve, almost as if he couldn't believe it himself. "I don't—I don't know," he whispered. "The jump... something went wrong."

the truth was unavoidable. Leon, your husband, the time traveler who could escape any danger, was pregnant.

Leon looked up at you, his usual calm now replaced by shock and confusion. "Time isn't supposed to work like this. I must've fallen into a temporal loop or... a paradox.” His hand lingered protectively over his belly, as if instinct had taken over. "And now... I think I'm carrying a child."