"Opal, are you ok now," Bolin asked as he poked his head through the bedroom door.
"I thought I told you to go away," Opal said sternly as she kept her back turned to the door while she was lying on the bed.
"But I can't. I kind of sleep here," Bolin said nervously, hoping his comment wouldn't anger his new wife anymore.
"Why don't you just go stay at the station with your brother? I'm sure he has an extra sleeping-bag lying around somewhere," Opal responded harshly.
"Ok, now that was just mean," Bolin said as he let his face fall. He then started to walk in once he felt that Opal put her walls down.
"I know, I'm sorry," Opal said as she pushed herself up. "I'm just angry right now."
"I know you are, but you have to be honest, this promotion would be good for us. All of us," Bolin said as he sat down on the bed next to her, pointing at his wife's growing stomach.
"I know, but I just can't help but to think that if you take this promotion, I'm going to into labor and you'll be gone and I'll be alone." Opal explained quickly, her mind still rattled by the possibility.
"You know that won't happen right? The chief already promised me that I get a week off early before your due date," Bolin said with a shrug before outing his arm around Opal.
"I know," Opal said sharply as she held her head in between her hands, "This baby just has me going insane!"
Bolin laughed as he hugged his scatter brained wife. "You're so cute."