Jan couldn't comprehend what Putzie had just told her. They had been married for three years, and she was nine months pregnant with there first child. He had just been drafted into the army. There little girl would be born soon and he would probably be fighting in some war, off in danger. He was leaving tomorrow, that's what the plane ticket he had gotten said.

"Putzie," She stroked his face as tears streamed down her face,"I love you." She couldn't think of anything else to say.

He kissed her head,"I love you too." He kneeled down so his face was level with her stomach,"I love you too." He said in a baby voice, he kissed her stomach. She laughed slightly and tears fell harder. He stood up and hugged her. "You know how I get to pick out her middle name." Jan nodded. "Well, I think it should be Jane, you know, like Jan, but with an e at the end. Jan laughed slightly but nodded.

"If you want Jane, her middle name is Jane."

"Do you have any different suggestions?" Putzie asked, trying to lighten the mood.

"Only one, Hope, because we both hope you will come home safe." Putzie stroked her hair.

"I like Hope much better." He kissed her head and they sat down on the couch.

"I don't want you to go,"she said crying into his chest.

"I don't wanna go, I wanna stay with you, and our little baby girl. But I gotta go, I have no choice."

"You gotta stay safe though, promise me that you'll stay safe!"

"I'll try, I'll write to you whenever I can, you gotta send me pictures of our little girl, alright." Jan nodded shaking with sobs. "I'm gonna call the gang, you can't take care of your first baby all by yourself." The gang was still always together, they didn't wear there jackets (well on a few occasions they did), but they all still hung out.

Putzie went to the kitchen and called everyone and told them the news. About thirty minutes later he came back into the living room and sat down next to Jan. Silent tears rolled down his face as he kissed her head.

She saw him figidting with the locket he'd gotten her for her 18th birthday. "As long as you have that locket, and picture, I'll always be with you. You still have the big version I got you after the dance?" Jan nodded. "Will you show that to our baby girl, so she sorta knows who I am?" Jan nodded again.

He stroked her hair,"Kenickie and Rizzo are gonna stay here so that someone's with you when your water breaks, alright." Jan nodded, hugging Putzie's torso. "Then after the baby is born Frenchy and Doody are gonna stay here. Danny, Sandy, Marty, and Sonny will be here on and off to help." He cried, him and Jan hugged eachother and cried for a few hours. Finally, they couldn't cry anymore, there were no more tears.

She leaned into his shoulder starting to drift off to sleep,"I love you so much Putzie."

"I love you too Jan,"he kissed her head and rubbed his hand up and down her arm,"I love you so much."

I'm gonna take a short break on Soft Spot and work on this. Had the idea while listening to Photograph by Ed Sheeran, the picture's will be mentioned a lot! I hope you guys enjoy!

-Jan