Two months later, Seth coughed as he leaned over the toilet, this was the tenth time in ten days that he'd woken up, eaten, and gotten sick. Maybe he had food poisoning or a couple broken ribs from Dean's last attack on Friday. He did feel sore, so he could have physically exhausted himself the night before. He flushed the toilet and waited until he had his breath back and he got up and saw the boxes of pregnancy tests on his counter. Randy's joke about him being sick. He sighed and sat at the counter with a glass of ginger ale and read what they were out of sheer curiosity. All the boxes were First Response, but they were all different. One was a box of two faster result line tests, one was a box of digital tests, one was a box of early pregnancy line tests, and one was a box of hybrid digital and line tests. Maybe he should take the tests before he did anything. Seth opened the box for the early pregnancy line tests and read the instructions on it. He easily took the test and waited three minutes. He left the early pregnancy line test where it was as he took a hybrid test, then a faster result test, and then a digital test. He didn't know how to read the tests. Seth immediately felt butterflies in his stomach and the baby was moving around, he was going to be a mother. Seth grabbed the positive tests and closed and hid the boxes as he hid them in his sweater pocket with the instructions in the other hand in the other. Seth went to Randy's hotel room and he knocked on the door, Randy was probably playing some addictive game and listening to loud music. Randy opened the door with mock innocence and Seth smacked him. Randy deserved that so he just shook it off because it wasn't that hard of a smack anyway and Seth was so adorable when he was pissed off. Randy pulled him inside and Seth started laying out the instructions and the test that went to them on the table.

"Read them now, Randall." Seth growled. Randy easily read the four tests.