Author's Note: Welcome everyone to the third story in the Other Side of Sadness series. Everyone who has read the first two, and everyone who has reviewed, favourited and followed them: thank you.
Let's begin!

It had been a day since Fear and Sadness had received news that Sadness was pregnant. They both agreed that it was scary and new, but they were also excited to begin this new stage of their lives.
It was Sadness who suggested that Fear hold a general meeting to tell the others about the news.

"I've called a meeting here tonight because of some exciting news," Fear began. "As you might know, Sadness was sick yesterday. Well, we finally have a reason for that." He looked to the right of him.

"Sadness… is pregnant."

The other emotions were silent for a few seconds. Then the congratulatory cacophony was unleashed.

"I'm so excited! A little emotion running around Headquarters!" squealed Joy.

"Congratulations, guys," smiled Anger. "I think you'll be great parents."

"Congratulations!" Disgust said. "Just don't let it drool near me, okay? I have a big problem with that."

Fear looked at Sadness and smiled. "Well, that went well, didn't it?"

"I was surprised, actually," she smiled. "I thought Disgust was going to hyperventilate when you said the word 'pregnant'."

"I didn't faint this time either," laughed Fear. "Now, do you want me to help you to our bedroom?"

"Fear, it's fine," Sadness reassured. "It's only the first month. You know I'll call if I need any help. But thanks, sweetie." She kissed Fear on the cheek. "T-thanks," Fear said, momentarily stunned.

In almost no time at all, Sadness was attended to as if she were a sick patient. Of course she wasn't, really, but she had to admit to she enjoyed all the attention. It was just that she was attended to so often! Sometimes she'd have to admit that she was fine, and didn't really need the help. Even so, she knew that the others were genuinely caring about the wellbeing of her and the baby.

Joy was constantly asking Fear for status reports. "So, how is she today? Is she good? Is baby well? How's her belly?"

Fear kept feeling a little overwhelmed with this interrogation, so his only response, invariably, was: "Fine. S-she's fine."

"Oh, c'mon, Fear, that's all you can say?" Joy teased.

"I'm not a doctor, Joy," Fear replied. "I mean, she's still suffering a little from morning sickness, but the doctor's fairly confident that both she and the baby are healthy."

"That's good! Well, just hang on to that," Joy smiled as she hugged him. "I'm so excited!"

Fear watched over Sadness like a hawk. The instant she felt queasy, he'd rush for a bucket. If she felt like crying, he'd hug her. "It's alright," he soothed. "It's okay, honey."

"I just want the baby to be okay!" she sobbed.

"Darling, you'll be absolutely fine," Fear continued.

And, after a while, Sadness would be calmed down.

It was a long journey ahead of them, but they were ready to face it with their friends in tow.