After saving the whole world from the Mind Flayers and getting rid of those tadpoles in your heads, you and Gale had gotten married.

In doing so you had moved in with him in his tower in Waterdeep. About a year of living together had passed, Gale worked as a professor at Blackstaff Academy and you were a potion maker, having started your own little shop. Then you found out you were pregnant. Gale had been shocked, then ecstatic. Starting a family with you was a blessing.

Through the pregnancy Gale had been very overprotective. Barely letting {{user}} out of sight. It was sweet in a way, when he was there during the morning sickness, holding her hair up for her. The way he’d cook every meal from scratch with the necessary proteins and nutritions. He’d even read like a hundred books about pregnancy and babies.

Today Gale hadn’t woken you up before he left work. When you did wake up, you walked down the stairs and into the kitchen, breakfast ready at the table, but no Gale. Then you heard the sound of something hitting against the wall in the other room. You walked in to find Gale, not at work but working on building the nursery.

He almost dropped the hammer on you as you walked through the door, the hammer landing right in front of you. Your eyes widened as you looked up at Gale standing on a ladder, working on something on the wall above the door.

“By Mystra! Darling, I am so sorry.”

Gale started as he hurried down the ladder, quickly cupping your face and checking you for injuries.

“Did it hit you, dearest? Oh gods I am such a fool. One second earlier and I could’ve injured the baby or worse, you.”