For Chambers-Ramsey-x:

You sighed as you packed your bag. You were going to attend one of Aaron's away games. They were playing some Spanish team that was about to get regulated for promotional reasons. Since it wasn't a formal game, players were allowed to bring family members with them onto the Arsenal plane. It was only a day trip but you still wanted to be prepared. You never know what fans will start throwing around now a days.

Tucking your Ramsey jersey under a sweatshirt, you picked up your bag. "Aaron, are you ready, yet?" you called. Your new husband was in the other room, double checking the flight and everything.

"Yeah, just give me a second to shut down the computer," Aaron responded. You walked downstairs to your car. Loading your stuff in the trunk, you waited for Aaron to emerge. He did, in a suit and tie. The players had no time in between the flight and the match to change from plane clothes to their suits so they were forced to wear them. You hopped into the passenger seat.

Aaron started the car and you drove off towards the airport. Aaron parked the car in the lot especially for celebrities before getting out of the car. You followed suit, following Aaron to the plane. You greeted the air hostesses and the other players you passed to your seats. Most of the players had brought their girlfriend/wife along with them.

The door closed shut and the plane took off. You rested your head on top of Aaron's shoulder and he rested his head on top of yours. "Aw look at the cute couple," a few of the single guys joked. Aaron told them to go away which made you giggle.

"How long is this flight again?" Aaron asked you.

"Two hours," you replied, after a moment of thought. You and Aaron were towards the back of the plane, which meant there was less people around the two of you.

"How are you feeling? Are you still sick?" Aaron asked, holding your hand in his.

"I feel fine," you responded. "The doctor said I was perfectly healthy." You smiled to yourself at the information your doctor had given you the day before. But you wanted to wait until after the game to tell Aaron the information, otherwise he wouldn't be as focused. You and Aaron continued to talk until the plane landed. The players left without their families because they had to do press conferences and such before the actual match began. You waited with the rest of the families until the flight attendants told you when to get off.

You arrived at the stadium. The opposing teams banners hung on the side of the stadium and you couldn't help but miss the Emirates Stadium. You pulled off your sweater, proudly displaying your Arsenal jersey. You sat down, waiting for the match to start. The other WAGs piled in around you. As you sat waiting for the match to start you heard laughter.

Looking to the side, you saw a kid who must have been about five or so years old. He was giggling as his dad lifted him onto his shoulders. You smiled at the sight, imagining the same in your future. The stadium erupted in cheers as the players took the field. Aaron walked onto the pitch, directly behind Cazorla. After the formalities had passed, the match begun.

Arsenal clearly dominated over the other team, seeming to not even break a sweat. Aaron was playing great and had already picked up an assist by the half time whistle. Half time ended and the match restarted. Early on in the second half, Aaron got the ball from a poorly delivered pass by the opposing team. Quickly sidestepping a defender, Aaron passed the ball to Giroud.

Giroud ran to the corner before crossing the ball into the box. The ball flew past three or so players before it found Aaron's foot. The ball rocketed into the top left corner of the goal. There was nothing the goalie could have done to stop it. Aaron stood still, raising his arms to the side as his teammates piled on top of him. You cheered loudly as Aaron stood up.

"And what a rocket from #16, Aaron Ramsey!" the announcer stated. The match ended with Arsenal winning, 4-1. You followed the other WAGs back to the bus that would take you back to the plane. The players would come on later because they had to change and do interviews. You walked up into the plane, taking your original seat. Yawning, you tried to stay awake. Pregnancy was making you really tired as of late.

You had found out that you were pregnant yesterday after you went to talk to your doctor after you had thrown up three consecutive mornings. You would tell Aaron later, you thought before you dozed off. A kiss on your head caused you to wake up. Groggily sitting up, you turned to look at a smiling Aaron. "We're about to land, how are you feeling?" Aaron asked.

"I feel fine, just tired," you yawned. "That was a magnificent goal you scored today," you smiled, leaning on Aaron. He smiled back and kissed your forehead lightly.

"Got to show off you know, I got a lady to impress," he winked.

"You're so suave, Aaron Ramsey," you joked, rolling your eyes at your husband. The plane landed and you and Aaron headed home. Aaron parked the car in the driveway and you hopped out. Not even bothering to grab your bags from the trunk, you and Aaron went inside and flopped onto the bed. "Sleepy time," you giggled as Aaron pulled you closer to him in bed.

"Good night Mrs. Ramsey," Aaron stated.

"Good night Mr. Ramsey," you replied. The next day, Aaron had the day off and you thought of a way to tell him that you were expecting. An idea coming to your mind, you told Aaron you were going out for errands. You bought all the stuff you needed and returned home. Aaron was in the living room playing FIFA. You snuck behind him and started your reveal. You cooked baby back ribs with some steamed baby carrots for dinner. Then you had a present for Aaron. "Dinner's done!" you shouted.

Aaron entered the dining room. "What's for dinner?" he asked.

"Baby back ribs and baby carrots," you smiled, setting the food on the table. Aaron raised an eyebrow but never the less ate the food wholeheartedly. After dinner, you pulled out your gift for Aaron.

"What is this for?" he questioned.

"Just open it," you insisted. Still confused, Aaron pulled of the lid of the box. Opening the box, Aaron pulled out a mini football cleat.

"A mini football boot?" he said to himself. You waited for everything to click. When it did, Aaron's eyes lit up and a wide smile plastered itself on his face. "Are you serious?" he asked, sounding excited.

"I'm expecting," you revealed. Aaron stood up and twirled you around in the dining room. You laughed and smiled as he set you on the ground. Placing his hand on your still flat stomach, his eyes twinkled.

"I'm going to be a dad," he smiled.

"We're going to be parents," you agreed.