Dear Random Demigod,

Yes I do remember you! You're a die hard Liper fan. Thank you so much for your continued support on not one but two of my fan fictions. I am so, so lucky that you are a Tratie fan as well as a Liper fan because it just makes my day that you read this story and it makes my whole entire week that you reviewed, and that whole message to you wasn't sarcasm. (Wink wink.)

AN: This is chapter four of Hypothetically Speaking I hope you guys like it, and sorry about the message above, but I wouldn't be me if I didn't write it :)

Katie Gardner sat on the light blue couch in the apartment that she shared with her dear husband Travis. At the moment though, the last thing she wanted was to see her dear husband, so when she heard a key jiggling in the lock, she stood up so fast she knocked over the bowl of cereal on her lap. The milk and the coco puffs splashed everywhere.

"Oh shoot!" Katie hissed. She tried to step over it, but ended up stepping in it and slipping. The door swung upon just as Katie hit the ground.

"Ow!" she yelped.

"My gods, Katie," Travis yelled rushing over to her. "Are you okay?" he asked lifting her to her feet. The whole back of her body was soaked with milk. "Are you okay?" Travis asked again with more urgency this time.

"I'm fine," Katie grumbled. She pulled away from him and marched into the bed room to change.

"No you aren't Katie-Kat. You forget that I know you." Travis sighed and set the work on cleaning the cereal.

"Leave it," Katie called from the bed room. "I'll clean it in a minute."

"I forget that you know me too," Travis mumbled with a smile, but that didn't stop him from cleaning the mess. A few minute later Katie emerged from the bed room dressed in sweats and a t- shirt.

"What's wrong?" Travis asked.

"Why do you assume something's wrong?" Katie asked plopping down on the couch. He smirked as he sat next to her. "What?!" she snapped.

"Oh my gods!" Travis exclaimed.

"What?" Katie asked.

"I know why your acting all crabby," Travis said with a grin. "You're pregnant!"

"I am not!" Katie whispered, and then she burst into tears.

"Aww Katie," Travis whispered pulling her into a hug. "Don't cry. I'm sorry. I was wrong." Katie laughed and pulled away.

"Okay Katie, dear, I mean this in the nicest possible way- I'm fairly certain you are pregnant," Travis continued as he wiped a now laughing Katie's eyes.

"Why because I have frequently changing emotions? Maybe I'm just bipolar."

"Okay first weren't you diagnosed bipolar years ago? And second," Travis pulled Katie to her feet and lead her to the bathroom. He pointed at something in the trash. "Either you're pregnant or I am."

"Hypothetically what if I was?" Katie asked.

"Well then we are about to test our maturity to the extreme," Travis replied. Katie frowned.

"Don't worry my dear wife. It'll be fun!" And with that Katie just rolled her eyes. The next nine months were going to be quite interesting.

AN: Review please. It would mean a lot to me. Shall I continue? It's up to you.