"Hey lovebirds. How was your tour of Asia?".

"Absolutely amazing! I wish we could have stayed there longer" I beamed up at our favourite couple as they handed over our spare house keys.

"Seriously? You guys were away for 6 months!" James tutted as he wrapped his arm lovingly around Isabella.

"And we'd gladly stay out longer, but reality calls. Plus Rosie hasn't been feeling too great".

"Oh really?" Isabella questioned staring from us to James with her eyebrow raised.

"Yeah. I think I ate something that really didn't agree with my stomach and mixed with the flying I don't think that helped either. I'm sure a day or two of resting will help. But thank you for looking after the house and our cat".

Dean wrapped his arm around my waist and rested his tired head on my shoulder hinting he wanted to drop this conversation and head to bed.

"It's not a problem. Nugget was a little rascal of course. Blooming cat scared off nearly all of the dogs in your neighbourhood. She's fierce".

Nugget crept her way through James' legs and purred loudly nuzzling her head against his trousers in content.

"I still laugh every time I call her by her name. Nugget" Isabella held back a laugh as she stared down at our munchkin.

"Hey, I was drunk ok? And she's our baby, don't disrespect her name" I grumbled defensively.

We all let out a laugh as Nugget meowed in response to her name and walked back inside our home as if she owned the place.

"Speaking of babies, have you guys thought"-

"No. We won't be having a baby for quite some time". I bit my lip subtly hearing his sudden cold tone. We had never really gone into discussion about having children. I knew I wanted to have kids someday, but Dean was always on the side line. So I left it.

The atmosphere suddenly turned tense. No one said a word for no one knew what to say. I could hear the sound of my heartbeat increasing in speed as we simply stared at one another in silence.

"Well, um Isabella and I have to go pick up the kids. We've left the place tidy for you. Rest up you two".

I smiled sheepishly at James and Isabella as they walked around us whispering a quiet goodbye before stepping into their car and pulling out of the drive.

"Thank god they're gone. I need sleep". Dean picked up my suitcase and carried it along with his inside leaving me alone on our porch surrounded by silence.

"You coming?" He yelled out from the hallway.

"Y-Yeah" I said nervously whilst his previous words swarmed around in my head.

"Maybe I'm over thinking it".

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"Is there anything else we need to get?".

"Umm. No don't think so. But I need the toilet. Would you be okay getting this lot through the till and I'll meet you at the car?".

Dean smiled lovingly at me and kissed me on the cheek.

"Of course baby".

Turning the other direction, I ran off towards the pharmacy section and picked up the one thing I wasn't expecting to pick up during our shopping trip. The sickness that I had thought was due to food had not stopped. It had been a week and I was far from feeling better. I had to check to be certain.

Holding the packet close to my side, I sneaked over to the self checkouts which were the complete other end to where Dean was and scanned the item through.

After paying for the item, I shoved it into a bag and headed straight to the bathroom eager to end the wild thought bubbling around in my head.

After what had felt like an eternity I lifted up the small stick and stared at the result.

"I-I'm pregnant?".

Tears trickled down my cheeks as I continued to stare at the results. I was overcome with emotion. I was pregnant, there was a tiny baby growing inside of me. Overjoyed, excited and thrilled yet at the same time I was frightened, nervous and worried about how Dean would react. I got the impression he didn't want kids. Would he leave me if he found out?

Wiping the tears away I pulled myself together and shoved the pregnancy test into my bag and stepped out of the toilet cubicle.

Time to face him.

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"Hey. You're awfully quiet. Everything okay?".

I sighed deeply and turned my head away from Dean staring out the window as the city flew past me.

"I'm fine" I lied.

"Come on Rosie. We've been married for 1 year. I think I know when you're lying". I hated him for being so persistent. I thought men normally don't like to engage themselves with female mood swings, but Dean was the complete opposite. He questioned any frown, any sigh and it was exhausting from time to time. But I low-key loved him for caring so much about me.

"Honestly. It's nothing" I mumbled as we pulled up outside our home.

"We are not going inside until you tell me what's wrong. Baby tell me what's bothering you and I can solve it".

Baby.

I could feel my body tremble and the tears well up in my eyes. I was scared. I was worried for his reaction, but the truth was going to come out sooner or later.

"Deaniampreg"

"What? Are you trying to impersonate a sim or something. Speak up sweetheart".

Dean rested his hand on my shoulder and assessed my facial expressions. His eyebrows furrowed into a frown when he saw the tears slowly well up.

"I'm pregnant".

Dean's eyes widened as he stared between my stomach and my eyes. He was unreadable. I couldn't tell if he was happy or not.

Dean clenched the steering wheel tightly mumbling something incoherent to my ears and shook his head.

"Fuck" he whispered as he ran a hand through his now messy hair.

"Dean. I don't know what to say. It came as a shock. Are you happy abou"-

"No no sweetheart, I am. I'm not going to lie to you Babygirl, but I'm nervous as hell. I couldn't protect Lucy, what if I can't protect our baby. What if I'm a shit dad?".

Resting my hand on his arm, I stroked him slowly and froze as I noticed a tear dripping down his cheek.

"No Dean, you will not be a shit dad. You're the most loving, protective and supportive man. You're going to be amazing. I know the pain of losing Lucy is still there, but I promise you that we will always keep our child safe. I'm nervous too, but together we can do this".

"Are you sure?" he asked almost begging for reassurance.

"Yes. To be honest I was so scared telling you because I thought you wouldn't want this baby".

Dean looked over at me and shook his head.

"No honey, I love you and I already love our baby even if it's the size of a pea. I'm scared but we will get through this together. I will not revert back to lashing out when I'm stressed or angry. I almost lost you twice because of my emotions and I refuse to be that man again. I am your husband and I want to be the best dad to our little one. Thank you for always loving and supporting me baby girl".

You're going to have the most amazing daddy little one.

"Deanie, please can I have a teenie bite".

"No".

"Aw come on Deanie, don't be a meanie".

"Quit your rhyming and get your butt out the door".

"Are you seriously going to deny your child food? Wow".

"Remind me why I married you" he groaned as he held his hand out towards me.

"Because I'm adorable. I mean, look at me". I twirled around before slowly descending down the icy steps.

As I went to grip the handle of the stairway railing, my foot slipped backwards and felt myself fall forwards.

Dean screamed loudly as I fell to the floor and was instantly greeted with a shock of pain.

"ROSIE".

I could feel my heartbeat speed up as the pain intensified inside of me. I felt my vision come and go as I tried to regulate the pain. I clutched my stomach in hopes of shielding my baby from the trauma.

"Shit, you're bleeding. I'm going to take you to hospital. Stay with me Rosie". Dean scooped me up and carefully carried me to the car before jumping into the driver's seat and sped away from our home.

Save our baby.

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"Mr Gray, we understand your concerns, but we are going to perform an emergency C section".

"Why? You said they were okay".

"They are, but because of the bleeding, severity of the fall and the fact that her blood pressure is extremely high we are not going to take any risks, especially with your wife being so close to her due date".

I stared into the window of the room my beautiful wife and unborn baby lay in.

"Do what you can to ensure their safety. But may I come in?".

The doctor shook her head and turned to stare at my wife.

"I'm sorry Sir, but that won't be possible. I'll get you when it's done".

The doctor walked into the private operating room and closed the curtains blocking me from my wife.

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I could feel sweat dripping down my head as I paced up and down the corridor. Time was flying by and I had no clue of the state of my wife or baby. I prayed they were both fine. If anything were to happen to either of them, I know that I'd lose myself.

"Mr Gray?".

A surgeon stepped out of the operating room with a huge smile on her face.

"Yes? How's my wife and baby? Are they okay?".

The lady simply smiled and nodded to the open door.

"Come and say hello to your daughter".

A baby girl?

Rushing into the room my heart swelled with pride and joy as my eyes fell on my extremely tired wife holding a tiny precious baby to her chest.

"H-Hey. Y-you did so good". I trod cautiously towards them on the bed scared to make a single noise that could startle my tiny little princess.

"Isn't she beautiful" Rosie whispered softly as she gently kissed her forehead making our baby's lips pull open and shut again.

"She's perfect. Our little princess".