It has been a few months since the reactor's progress escalated greatly. It has also been a few months since my wife told me she was pregnant with our first child. She started to work from home, not wanting to put the baby in danger while at the lab. I, however, still had to work long hours at the lab and rarely got time off. Our sponsors had so much money invested in the project, they wanted everything to be more than perfect. I planned to take the weekend off to spend some time with her. She says she misses me a lot. I miss her too.

I opened the door to our apartment in the Tops. I slowly made my way over to the large couch, were she was sleeping. I gazed at her, still in awe at her beauty. Her stomach showed how close she was to her due date. She told me the pregnancy was easier than what she thought it would be like. I knelt down besides her and brushed some hair away from her face.

Her light-blue eyes slid open, meeting my dark blueish-gray eyes.

"Hey, you." She smiled.

"How are you feeling?"

"Much better now. How is work going? You have been there so much the past few days."

I helped her sit up, then took a seat next to her. "It is going great. I am sorry I have been working so much. I would much rather be here with you."

"I understand. I wish I could be there. I am sure everyone is so excited about testing starting soon."

I grinned. "I will take care of the reactor. You take care of this little guy...or girl."

We decided to wait to find out the gender of our baby. Our friends back at the lab tried for weeks to convince us to learn the gender early, but we like keeping them in suspense.

"So, no work for a whole weekend. What are we going to do?" She asked, giving a small kiss on my jawline.

"Finish the baby's room. Go out for dinner. Anything you want." I kissed her on her soft lips. "But I do have to meet with Mr. Atlas about the reactor's future advertising. Him being one of the best representatives that news station has and all. That should only take an hour or so."

She gave me a little pout. I rolled my eyes, then ran my fingers over her swollen stomach.

"We have a feisty one on our hands. Are you ready to be a father?"

I would have never imagined myself as a father and I still have doubts about wether I am ready to take care of a baby. I hope work does not get in the way of my new family. But she believes I am ready, so that is good enough for me. I nodded yes in response.

Later that night, I was washing plates, while my wife was flipping through the newspaper. I was stuck in my own thoughts. The reactor testing would begin in a few weeks. I had this feeling in my gut that told me something would happen to the reactor. I left it in Roman and Rex's hands for the weekend, but what if our sponsors wanted something in the time I was gone? What if something changed? What if they needed me?

Stop! Roman and Rex can handle anything for the next few days. I had more important things to worry about. And I would have to start worrying about them sooner than I thought.

"Ow!"

I turned around to see my wife holding her stomach in pain. "Are you alright?"

"Hos-hospital!" She tried to say.

I did not waste any time. I drove a bit too fast down the highways, but she was in so much pain. Once we got to the hospital, I helped her walk into the main lobby. Immediately, a nurse saw us and rushed my wife to a delivery room. She was not due for another few days, so naturally I got nervous. The nurse had me wait outside the room while the doctor examined my pregnant wife.

I stared at the door, stuck in a trance. It did not even hear my phone ring the first few times. My hands were shacking as I answered it. "Hello?"

Hello, Dr. Fudo. It is Mr. Atlas from the news station.

"It is nice to hear from you. Is there anything I can do for you?"

I wanted to ask you if we could push our meeting back a few days. My son is sick.

"Of course. That will be more than fine."

Are you aright, Dr. Fudo? You sound a bit shaky.

"My wife. She is expecting. We are at the hospital."

Say no more. You can call me when you have the time. Good luck.

I hung up my phone just as the doctor walked up to me.

"Mr. Fudo, your wife is in labor."

I stood up. "Can I see her?"

He nodded. "Absolutely. We just gave her some medicine for the pain. She might be a bit agitated."

The rest of the long night was filled with quiet screams and her hand crushing mine. But when it was all over, I could not stop smiling.

"He looks just like you." I watched my wife hold my newborn son in her arms. He had bright blue eyes, a slight tan skin tone and hair as black as mine. "We never did pick out a name?"

"I thought we agreed on Sylvia." I reminded her jokingly.

"That was if he was a girl."

I bent over and brushed some hair out of his eyes.

"How about Yusei?" She asked

"After the planetary particles." I smiled. "Yusei. Yusei Fudo."

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