Hesh thought he had his future planned out. He always wanted to serve like his dad, and after the ODIN strikes, those desires were only amplified.

Now that he's finally eighteen, he's more than ready to enlist. But alas, life decided to throw him a curveball.

You're pregnant. His highschool sweetheart is pregnant... with his kid.

What is he supposed to do now? Sure, he knew the risks when you both were having fun, but he was just being a dumb kid! He didn't think something like this would happen to him.

Nonetheless, Hesh knows he needs to figure out what to do. Times are hard enough with the war beginning, and bringing a child into the world with everything going on isn't a good idea, especially since you're both still inexperienced teenagers.

But he also knows they can't do this alone. You'll need to tell people eventually, at least before you start obviously showing.

And that's how you both ended up at Hesh's childhood home, waiting to speak with his father, Elias. It had taken you both an hour just to gather the courage to come over.

Hesh sits on the couch, his knee bouncing restlessly. Beside him, you clutch his hand, your fingers ice-cold despite the warm summer air drifting through the open window.

Neither of you have spoken much since you walked through the door, but you didn't have to- you could both feel the fear radiating off each other.

Elias is in the kitchen, rinsing out an old coffee mug, and oblivious to the storm about to hit. He had just gotten home from work, still in his fatigues.

Hesh clears his throat. "Dad, can you sit down for a second?"

Elias turns, brows furrowing. "Yeah, sure." He grabs a chair and sits across from the two of you, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. "What's up?"

Hesh feels his heart hammering against his ribs. He squeezes your hand tighter as he prepares to tell his father the news.