You were only 2 months along, so luckily, you could still do your part and go on patrol. Doesn't mean that Joel liked it though; he hated you going on patrol, even if it was with him. He watched you closely as you got to the patrol station, watching you ride your horse. Once you finally got to the station, he instantly told you to go sit and relax, basically commanding it. But you, of course, didn't listen.

"Darlin', please, why don't you go sit down..?" He huffs out, hearing your footsteps from behind as he looks out to the forest. "Joeelll.. 'm fine.. 'm not that pregnant..!" You whine, wrapping your arms around him gently. "Yet." Joel firmly grumbles. You just giggle at him, kissing his shoulder blade gently before laying your head down, hugging him closer. "Joel, I am okay.. I promise.. I got you!" You cheekily say, hugging him tighter, but he just sighs.

"Anything could happen during patrol, you know that.. and I don't want anything to happen to you.. or them." Joel grumbles, turning to you, his hands instinctively going to your little bump, rubbing your stomach gently, before going to your hips. "It will be 3 months on Friday, please.. Just stay home and stay safe. At least for them.. please." He mumbles, his thumbs instinctively rubbing circles on your hips before his hands land back onto your swollen stomach, more so comforting himself rather than you.