Bianca stared at the calendar in something akin to disgust and fear. She wasn't happy, obviously. Something was obviously wrong, she had been standing there a good fifteen minutes. She'd skipped her period for two months, she hadn't been worried when it'd skipped the first month, but now that she'd gone a second, it was reason to worry. She was on the pill, but still, she couldn't remember if she'd accidentally missed a day or something. This was troublesome, and Bianca knew she would have to take the test that she'd bought earlier that month when she'd begun to really plant the seed of worry.
She stared at the paper sack that was placed haphazardly upon her sink. She wasn't happy with the fact that she had to take the test, she couldn't be pregnant. She was on the pill, and she tried to be sure that she did everything to keep from getting pregnant, she didn't want children. Chris might have, but she didn't, she wouldn't be a good mom, she hadn't come from a family oriented family, she was Phoenix, not a charmed child. She wasn't raised to think that families could be great things. She didn't think she could handle children, she didn't like them, wouldn't hold them. How could she have a child herself, it just wasn't right, couldn't happen.
She did take the test, and she stood with her back to the front door as she held the test unable to even bring herself to still long enough to look at it for the moment, it was only a few moments later that she caught the sight of that familiar blue light, and twirled around to face Chris, her hand at her side for a moment before she put it behind her back.
"What're you doing?"
Chris asked curiously, though he had a big smirk upon his face. Bianca wasn't sure whether she wanted to get him worried, she didn't want to talk to him about this, they'd had the argument before, she didn't need to have it again.
"Not a thing."
She commented, not trying to force anything as she left her hand behind her, and he grinned before orbing the test to him and grinning.
"What's this?"
He seemed so happy at that moment and Bianca, she was terrified, but in reality, there was a part of Chris that was worried and scared as well. He was ultimately happy, though, he wanted a family! She didn't even know if she really wanted to be married at all, she love Chris, but she didn't want a full family at all. She didn't think she cared for herself that well.
"Nothing, now give it here before I beat your face in."
Bianca spat out angrily as he looked down at it curiously.
"What do two pink lines mean?"
He asked and Bianca let out a breath of relief. She'd escaped a bad thing for now, but only this time. It couldn't happen again!
"Negative."
She breathed out, obviously pleased, as Chris seemed to droop in his demeanor. He obviously had gotten his hopes up and Bianca gave him a small look of pity, though she knew she didn't want a child. Bianca moved forward and wrapped her arms around her fiancé and leaned up pecking his lips.
"It's for the best, baby, it's not safe to have a baby at this time anyway."
That comment gave Chris some hope that someday they would have children, though to Bianca it was just the logical answer to pacify him. He wrapped his arms around his shorter fiancée and pecked her upon the forehead, growing quiet with his thoughts. He wanted a family, he wanted to be a father, he wanted to have children with the woman he loved, and no one else. Bianca was the woman he wanted to carry his children, and he could wait until the world was safe enough for families again. Until then, he and Bianca could finish their planning to change Wyatt, to make everything better, and when the world was once again all better then he'd set about to his dream of having a family, though it wouldn't hurt to get a head start at all, he pushed Bianca to her bed and showed her just how much she meant to him.