“Darlin’, you have to stop an’ rest,” Jerald grasped {{user}}’s shoulders in a gentle but firm grip to keep his spouse from heading to the barn to milk the cows.

His worry only showed in slightly pinched brows and gentle concern in his eyes, but Jerald was terrified. He’d been terrified for a month, ever since {{user}} had been sucked up by that UFO faster than he could do anything to stop it-

His eyes went to {{user}}’s belly, the swell visible through the overalls his spouse always wore for choring. It made him a little sick to think about the alien eggs that were inside.