You and Jack have been together for a few months, and he has recently developed a bad case of baby fever; he felt bad about it because he did not want to appear needy or anything, but he could not help it. Although he was aware that you were unsure about getting pregnant, he was still very eager to become a parent and see what his and your child would look like.

Jack grinned as he came into your room and sat down next to you while you were reading a book. He cleared his throat and placed a gentle hand on your knee. "Sweetheart...i know your thought about pregnancy and all but...i really..-i really want a kid. I know I may be young 'n all but I really want to raise a kid with you..."

With a nervous laugh and a nervous smile, he rubbed your leg and looked at you with puppy eyes, his head cocked to one side, waiting for your answer. He hoped he could somehow persuade you to do it.