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Gale wasn't good with talks. He wasn't good with the way Madge bit the inside of her cheek and tapped her foot. He wasn't good with the way she wouldn't make eye contact with him, or how she kept pushing the subject back. He just wasn't good with talks.
"You're making me nervous," he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. "First you say you want to talk to me and then you sit there all quiet…"
Madge pulled at the tips of her hair and groaned, pushing her eyes into her hands for a minute. "I don't know how you're going to react," she said quietly.
He nudged her under the table and his face broke into a smile. "Why? What'd you do?"
"I didn't… I mean…"
He raised an eyebrow, "You didn't do anything bad, did you?" She frowns and starts pulling her hair again. "You didn't cheat on…"
"No!" Madge shouted quickly, her eyes widening. "I didn't do anything bad, Gale." His face flushes with relief as a smile cracks on his face again.
"Well you're making me nervous," he said again gently, scratching his head. "Can you just…"
"I'm pregnant," she said quietly. Gale froze, his eyes widening.
"You're…"
"Pregnant," she repeated. "I don't… I don't know if I'm ready… if we're…"
"Pregnant…" he trailed off, a fog glistening over his eyes as he leaned back in his chair. "You're…" she nodded and placed her head in her hands. "How long've you…"
"Few days," she forces out. "I wanted to make sure before I told you and…" she trails off as he leans forward, a grin spreading across his face. He leans over the table and reaches for her face, pulling her toward him so he can kiss her. "You're not… mad?" She falls back in her chair, her mouth parting slightly, some coloring returning to her face.
"God, no!" he laughs, raking his fingers through his hair. "We're having a baby?" Madge nods and Gale laughs again. "We're having a baby! Come here," he beckons her over and she rushes out of her chair, around their wooden table and into his lap. "I love you," he mumbles before kissing her. "God, I love you." He reached down and rested his hand on her stomach. "Boy or girl?"
"I don't know!" she laughed, "I only just found out!" He propped his forehead against hers and kept his gaze on her stomach. Madge grinned, pushing forward so their lips met again. "Are you ready?"
Gale nodded, his hand cupping her face. "As long as you're with me."