Hi there !

This five-shot is a bet asked by AssassinMasterEzio91.

Finally, english isn't my first language, I am french, so if you see any mistake or weird sentences, please, feel free to tell me about it so that I can learn and improve.

This is a direct sequel to His everyday hero and Love.

Summary : Creating a child with the person you love is always the best work of art you make.

Disclamer : Life is Strange is not my property and thank God, it isn't, you would hate the way I'd change it!

Their best shot

Part I: Realization

Warren had realized it first. The joys of being a scientist. But overall, the joys of being a good observer, a good listener. For almost two months, his wife, Max, had been sick. He could see her dark circles, he could hear her moans of pains, he could hear the flush, he could see how suddenly, the smell of bacon made her sick while bacon was a favourite of hers. And, as gross as it could sound, he hadn't seen any used pads in a while. He hadn't said anything, he wanted Max to have the joys of discovering it herself.

"Do you think I am seriously ill?" She asked, worried, as they took a bite of their breakfast

Warren gently took her hand.

"Doctor Warren at your service!" He smiled

"Don't joke, I am scared..." She admitted

He looked at her in the eyes.

"Yes, you are ill. But it's an illness that people tend to love. They even make tiny clothes for it."

Max looked puzzled, wondering if her husband hadn't drink behind her back.

"We're going to have a baby, Max."

Her face grew suddenly calm and without realizing it, her right hand found its way to rest on her still flat belly.

She was pregnant.

They didn't even try for a baby, didn't even have that in mind. How could it be?

"Wedding night." Warren said

Max smiles, he always red her like an open book.

"You do realize that, usually, it's the other way around that announcing a baby goes?" She stated

"Well, what can I say? Life is strange. We aren't really everyone's average couple."

Max laughed. She couldn't wait to tell everybody.

To be continued