*7 Months Later*

She paced the kitchen for what seemed like to hundredth time and stared at the clock on the wall. It was nearly seven in the evening and Paul should have returned home by now. She was aware that his plane had already landed, despite the numerous phone calls between the two. The blanket of snow that covered the ground had already be responsible for the airports to report delays and cancellation. Somehow, Paul had managed to return safely to the East Coast, and promised he would return home by 5, but that clearly wasn't the case.

She stared at the phone, begging for it to awaken the silent home that surrounded her. She hadn't heard anything from him in nearly an hour and a half and the silence was deafening to her.

She plopped down in the seat of their bay window and leaned her back against the soft pillow. She pulled the curtains back, and almost as if on cue, she saw the large SUV pulling into the driveway. Before he had time to cut the engine, she was out the door as her bare feet hit the blistering coldness. She shrieked as the tingling sensation ran through her body. He picked her up, smiling brightly as the snow feel around them.

"Why is my pregnant fiancée in the snow, bare footed?"

He had made it into the house and sat her down gently as she nudged his shoulder, causing him to stumble backwards.

"Where the hell have you been, Paul Michael?"

He snickered to himself as he hung his leather coat in the closet and removed his snow, covered boots.

"And why the hell are you ignoring me? I was worried sick, Paul!"

"Baby, I'm here. I'm fine. Did you even bother to look outside? It's covered out there. It's a miracle I'm even here, baby."

He wrapped his large arms around her and smiled. His gesture melted her anger as she sunk into his arms.

"I missed you, too baby." he said, kissing her head.

"I'm just glad that you don't have to go back on the road for 6 months. I can't believe your actually here." She brushed the side of his cheek and smiled. "Pinch me." She closed her eyes then only to open them in shock. "Ouch! What was that for you big lug?"

"You said to pinch you!"

"It's a figure of speech, Paul. I didn't mean it like that."

"You have to be more specific baby."

"I'll remember that. Now get over here and give your future wife some love!"

He captured her lips as the distance between them was broken. She moaned against his lips as he deepened it and smiled. She broke the kiss as pure fear ran through her body. He looked at her, stepping closer, searching her eyes as to what could be wrong.

"Baby, are you cramping more? What's wrong?"

"Paul, I think my water just broke."

"Well, it seems as if this kid already knows the right time to interrupt! Let's go!"