Y/N set the final few boxes down into the living room, letting out a sigh afterward. "I've never been this tired before. But, at least we got all the boxes in," she said softly, looking over at Tanner, who was flopped on her couch. "Mhm! and we did it all in 1 hour!"

"I feel so tired, though."

"you do?"

"Yeah, almost like all that energy I had was just whisked away."

Tanner looked somewhat concerned, not remembering the steamy night they had right before all this. His mind wandered, wondering what the issue could possibly be -- The thoughts driving into him like needles.

"Maybe you're just a bit under the weather. Understandable, considering everything that has happened this past month."

"I guess, but none of it would lead to me being sick." It seemed that Y/N had equally forgotten about last night, almost like it was a one night stand amongst two people who barely knew each other.

"well, whatever it is, I'm sure you'll be fine. After all, it's not like your puking up blood or anything."

Right after saying that, Y/N began to gag and covered her mouth, worrying Tanner in the process. "Honey, is everything ok?" he stammered, reaching for her. She only shook her head and fanned his hands away, giving her enough time to run into the bathroom and puke in the toilet.

Tanner quickly followed behind her, a worried expression plastered onto his normally cheerful face. While he walked over, Y/N continued puking violently, her body wincing the second he touched her.

"Sweetheart?" Tanner said, patting her back, "are you ok?"

Y/N shook her head in response once she was done barfing up her breakfast. Tanner just looked mildly disgusted as he shut the lid without looking at the mess, flushing the toilet in the process so it didn't leave an already lingering stench. He then grabbed a few pieces of toilet paper, waded them up, and cleaned his girlfriend's mouth from any leftovers.

She just sighed and slumped into Tanner's arms, relaxing her body and taking in the scent of his cologne and clothes.

"Do you think you need a doctor?" he asked, wrapping his arms around her.

she at first wanted to shake her head -- forget about the whole situation -- but at the same time, something told her she needed one. "Y-Yeah, sure. I suppose unpacking can wait," she replied, trying her hardest to get up only to fall back into Tanner's arms. Tanner let a sigh escape his lips and picked her up.

This was going to be a long day.

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Tanner looked down at his girlfriend as she laid in the bed, her groggy body limply laying on the hospital bed. She looked like a helpless little rabbit, squirming only sometimes as if in pain.

"Ah, you must be Mr. Grayton." he heard a voice say.

Tanner looked up to see a woman holding a clipboard, she stepped further into the room and sat down. "Yes, I am." he said tilting his head slightly so he could get a better look at the woman.

"Alright, great! Dr Kuznetsov is my name, but I suppose I should cut to the chase. we have a hunch your girlfriend is pregnant"

"w-what?"

"She could be pregnant, Mr. Grayton."

Tanner blushed and looked down at the ground, unsure of what to even say. His mind clouded with thoughts of unsureness and panic --

what if he screwed up? what if he accidentally killed the baby?

These were the many thoughts that crowded his mind and overflowed into a nervous panic. Dr. Kuznetov just stared at him, "dear, is everything alright?" she said, gently putting her hand on Tanner's shoulder.

he stayed silent.

"Mr. Grayton?" she repeated

"Huh?"

"Oh, good, you're alive. I was asking if you were ok."

"Me? Oh yeah, I'm fine -- Just wondering how this happened."

"Did you have any form of unprotected sex?"

'let me think..."

Tanner sat in thought for a minute, trying to process everything that had happened before that had lead to this moment. At first, there was nothing -- but then he remembered the moment in the car.

"Yeah actually...."

"well, there's your reason Mr. Grayton. In the meantime, here are all my suggestions so you can get ready for the baby. Otherwise, when Mr's L/N wakes up, you two are free to leave!"

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Tanner awkwardly rubbed his arm as the baby store's employee looked at him, an unimpressed face lingering on her. "Something tells me your a new dad..." the salesman said lifting up from the place she was resting her arm on. "I mean, the fact you seem more lost than some kid who can't find their mom is an obvious indication. But don't worry- I'll help"

She dragged Tanner by his arm into an aisle, when they got there she looked over at him again. "Alright, do you know what the gender the baby is?"

"no..."

"Alright, then we'll give you a pretty unisex outfit for the baby."

After saying that she just handed him a very small little outfit that resembled a bear.

"Does this work for you?"

"Yeah, i-i-it looks pretty cute."

"Alright, the next thing you're going to need is a pacifier, a crib, and a bottle. That should be easy considering they're pretty basic stuff. Come one now, new dad, let's get you everything you need"

They traveled through several aisles, the clerk bantering on and on about all the stuff he'd need for a new baby. Tanner just rubbed the back of his neck, completely unsure of what she was even saying. He was a new dad after all; everything was new to him.

After nearly 20 minutes, he finally got everything he needed and began to head back home to set up everything. But just then, he made a sudden turn -- he had to get something important. Something that was shiny, slightly (or highly) expensive, and would really just prove how much he loved her.

Finally, he could have the life he deserved.

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A/N

Hey guys. This took longer than usual, but I was dealing with a lot of personal stuff. Not everything is great right now, but I won't get into it. Anyway, hope you enjoyed this and I hope that you'll like the last part. On the other note; I made a headcannon for that baby shop's employee where they were trans. Don't ask me why, this stuff just goes through my head while I write. Also I had no clue how to end this chapter so-- oops.