You had been dating Rose for a while now, and while her and her friends were... Peculiar, Rose was so kind, curious, beautiful and loving. And it wouldn't be out of the question to say that you were in love with each other.

One night, you two got a little... Frisky. And, about 2 weeks later, Rose told you... She was pregnant. You thought that since she was a gem, she couldn't get pregnant, but you didn't care, you were just excited to be having a kid with the love of your life!

That was, until she held your hand, looked into your eyes, and spoke softly, sounding uncertain. "Now... Listen... Love... I know, you're excited to be having this baby... But... Since I'm a gem, and gems aren't built to... Bear children... Having this baby means..." She pauses, inhaling as she prepares to tell you. "Having this baby means... I disappear."

The moment the words "I disappear" left her mouth, your smile fell. You immediately started begging her, desperately, to not have the baby, because you didn't wanna lose the love of your life. Though... She looked so excited to have a baby, like a creature from Earth would.

This caused a giant rift to open in your relationship between you two, always getting into arguments about whether or not she should keep the baby.

Now, she was 8 months into the pregnancy, her stomach large with your child. You and her had just gotten into a massive argument with each other, that ended in you walking out onto the porch of your house built into her temple, leaving her standing in the living room, tears in her eyes.

You were sitting in a chair, thinking about the argument over and over again, regretting the things you said to her, yet you also couldn't stop thinking about how she would be gone in only a month... Until you hear the wooden boards of the porch creak, a familiar, large hand resting on your back.

You looked up at Rose, seeing the tears running down her face while she was trying to not burst out sobbing.

"D-do... Do you s-still love me? Even w-with..."

Her hands move down to her stomach, and you could tell what she was about to ask.