Hey guys, yes I'm back again in the FSOG fandom. Honestly seeing all your guys call for more after Shot Fired ended inspired me to publish more work.

So let me know what you guys think of this new piece and leave plenty of comments below and let me know if you like this idea and if you have any ideas as to were the story should go!

So with out further ado, here we go :)

Ana's Pov

Today was the day, I told myself. Today was the day I was going to tell Christian I was pregnant. God I felt sick and I wasn't sure if i was from morning sickness or nerves. It was a sunny Saturday morning, I was making breakfast, while Christian slept in. He had been off lately, but I chalked it up to work stuff. As I danced around the kitchen, I pictured how I could tell him. Do I come right out and say it or do I do one of those thoughtful revels. I opened the fridge to get eggs, I turn to see Christian fully dressed, and wearing a look that honestly intimidated me.

"Hey everything ok?" I asked walking over to him placing my hand on his chest.

"Yea gotta go into work. I'll be home tonight." and after a quick peck on my forehead he was gone. Taking a deep sigh, I mumbled to myself.

"Hey babe, good morning, how are you, I'm pregnant." Deciding it wasn't cooking so much for one person, well no technically 2, I put everything away. Deciding on some oatmeal, I made some while I figured out what the hell I was going to do.

It was 2 am when Christian came home. And I was beyond relieved. He hadn't come home and hadn't called even though when I called his office at 7 to see if he was coming home for dinner they told me he already left.

"Where the hell have you been!?" I yelled, hands on my hips.

"Out." good god he was drunk. God I was furious. Here I was worried sick about him and growing a tiny person and there he was going out and getting wasted.

"I called you. Christian are you seriously drunk?!" I asked crossing my arms rage surging through me. He smirked and shrugged. Saying nothing I grabbed his arm and pulled him to the bedroom.

"Are you mad at me?" he slurs, the smell of alcohol so thick I want to be sick.

"Yes." I say bluntly. I get him to our room and push him on the bed.

"O yeah you want this." he says in a way that makes me oddly uncomfortable.

"No, you smell of booze and I'm so mad I cant look at you." Wrestling his clothes off, I look to see that he has passed out. Thank god, I couldn't stand drunk Christian. Once his clothes are off, I throw a blanket on top of him and go to walk out when I decided I should be the bigger person and charge his phone. Plugging it in I see that he has a text for her, Mrs Robinson.

Was nice seeing you tonight, thanks for the drinks.

Okay now I was physically sick. Rushing to the bathroom, I emptied the contents of my stomach. I laid on the cool bathroom floor. What had happened? How did we go from a happily married couple to us barely talking. And how in in the hell could I tell him I was pregnant now?

Let me know what you guys think! I'm trying to set up the issues between Ana and Christian without Christian knowing Ana is pregnant just yet.

Leave any comments, questions, or ideas in the comments below :)