Spencer sighed on her couch, Toby had forgotten their anniversary. He was acting as if it were any other day. She had a gift for him, but was waiting for him to give her his gift first, as he did every year.

He arrived home from work at 5pm, heading into the kitchen for something to eat. Spencer followed after him, desperate for any sign of knowledge.

"You know what day it is today, right?" she questioned.

"Monday?" he answered and she sighed.

"The date?" she tried again.

"November 6th," he told her, and she sighed.

Little did she knew he was trying his hardest to contain his laughter, he was surprising her tonight, with something... special. She went upstairs, and he released the breath that he didn't know he was holding. He went out to the barn, making sure the table was set perfectly, the glasses and wine in place. He was thankful that Spencer hadn't come out here, otherwise she'd be swarming him with questions (possibly), and the surprise would be ruined. He had food on the plate, under a cover so it would stay warm. He went back into the house and called for Spencer.

"Spence! Come down please!" he yelled.

She sighed, but then her heart started to race. Did he remember? She rushed down the stairs, almost falling.

"Be careful," he chuckled, and she blushed. "Come with me," he said, taking her hand.

He lead her outside and she gasped when he opened the door.

"You didn't forget," she cried.

"How could I? It's our day, and I'm making it all about you," he whispered into her ear, squeezing her breast.

She smirked at this gesture. He sat down at the table, and she sat in front of him.

"I love you, Toby, happy anniversary," she said, giving him a small bag.

He opened the bag and inside was a box, as well as a bunch of tissue paper. He opened the box and it was a pocket watch. It had words engraved into it.

'You are my once upon a time.

-S'

He smiled at this, grinning.

"D-do you like it?" she asked, nervous.

"Like it? I love it," he grinned. "But not as much as I love you," he added, making her blush.

She let him set the bag on the floor and finish their dinner.

"Now it's time for my gift," he smiled.

He pulled something out of his pocket and as well it was a small box. He gave it to her and she opened it. Inside was a necklace, with a scrabble piece with an 'S' carved into it.

"Oh my goodness," she gasped. "It's amazing," she said, putting it on.

She smiled at him and took his hand from across the table. After sitting there for a while gazing into each others eyes, both eager to go to the bedroom, she got up from the table. She picked the bag up and lead him to the couch, still holding his hand.

"Why'd you take the bag? Aren't you going to throw it away?" he asked, confused.

"There's something else inside," she smiled.

He raised his eyebrow. He looked inside the bag and removed more of the tissue. He quickly revealed the item, and he gasped. She was worried for a second, what if he didn't like it?

"A-are you happy?" she asked, worried once again.

"Happiest. And now I see why you declined the wine," he laughed, hugging her tightly, gripping the positive pregnancy test in his hand.