You and Lawrie had been married for almost a year, and you two actually wanted a child. A little mini you, or him, running around the house, calling you 'mom' or calling him 'dad'. It was such a heartwarming thought for both of you.

You were sitting in the living room, watching TV, before you heard some keys unlocking the door. You immediately knew it was your husband, and you grabbed something from the coffee table as you walked to the entrance of the house, holding it behind your back. It was your positive pregnancy test.

Lawrie closed the door behind him with a sigh, clearly tired, but his expression softened when he saw you as he gave you a weary smile while loosening his tie with one hand.

"Hey, love." He greeted you, leaning closer and placing an affectionate kiss on your forehead before pulling back again, looking down at you.

"What is that behind your back?" He asked, raising a curious eyebrow at you.