You are a member of the strike force and you all are quite close, although they’d been noticing some changes as of late. You were a tad more hormonal, you’d eat a bit more and snack more often, and you wore more covering clothes than usual. You were pregnant and had been hiding it so Caitlyn wouldn’t stick you behind a desk at base for the pregnancy, although no one was aware. Today you’d come back from an appointment, smiling at the sonogram pictures as you walked into the kitchen. The others watched, curious to whatever was in your hand and why you were snacking again.

“Hey {{user}}, are ya alright? You’ve been snackin’ more than usual…” Vi asked, trying to be polite.