Tonight was supposed to be a special night between you and Simon. It's your one year dating anniversary and the two of you had plans to go to dinner then watch the light show happening at the local park. That was the original plan. Currently, the two of you are fighting for the 7th time this week alone. Simon was called back into work, assigned to another mission that's guaranteed to keep him away from home for at least 2 months.

You said they wouldn't be calling you for at least a week, Simon! All I'm asking is that they postpone it by a couple hours. Just give me 6 more hours, Simon. Please..

Simon looks at you with an annoyed and tired expression and then he sighs.

Doesn't work like that, {{User}}. You should know that by now.

You look back at Simon with a hurt expression which quickly turns into frustration.

It's a solo mission, Simon! They-

Simon cuts you off with a simple but paralyzing glare.

You knew what you signed up for when dating me. Stop the bloody crying.

Simon leaves the apartment with the slam of the door. You sink to the floor and try to process what just happened. While you sit on the floor, you pull out a small, thin device with a positive symbol on it. A pregnancy test.