The next morning, Sheamus awoke to find himself alone on the couch, covered up with a blanket. He could hear the shower running in the ensuite bathroom. He smiled and got up, folding the blanket neatly at the foot of the couch before he walked off towards the master bedroom. He walked into the bedroom and started to undress. He paused, there was a weird sound. He crept a little closer to the door, left cracked open. He could hear Lisa sobbing. She was crying like he'd never heard anyone cry before. Huge, soul-wreaking sobs, like her heart was breaking as he listened.
Sheamus finished undressing and pushed the door open. He could see Lisa, curled up into a ball in the corner of the glassed-in shower. Her hands were clenched into fists up at her face. He opened the shower door and got in. He sat down beside her on the floor, his huge bulk looking so out of place on the shower floor. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into his embrace. She tried to stop crying, and stuttered, "I'm, I'm so sorry... I just, just, I don't knowwwwwww... I'm so scared!" She couldn't stop crying, and was gasping for breath between sobs. She looked up at him, dripping wet, no makeup, her eyes puffy and raw, tears and snot on her face.
"Love," he whispered, "I'm so scared too. This is so new and so scary and so big, I'm terrified. But we can get through this, we can make this work." He snuggled her close into his shoulder, and then stood up, helping her up. He tenderly used a washcloth to wash her face, and she was amazed at how gentle his touch could be. You'd never know it, watching the way he smashed through opponents in the ring, that his hands could be soft and gentle and caring, yet here he was, taking care of her. He helped her wash her hair and body, and said to her, "Love, I'll be out in a minute." She got out and dried off, and went into the bedroom. She sighed and brushed out her hair. She dropped the towel that she had wrapped around herself. She stood in front of the full-length mirror in the corner and looked at herself. Lisa scrunched up her eyes and sneered at her reflection. She looked down at her belly. It was still so unreal. She couldn't really see anything yet, maybe the slightest swelling, as if she'd eaten a big meal, but it just didn't seem real.
Lisa startled as Sheamus showed up behind her in the mirror. She grinned and giggled nervously. He stood behind her and put his arms around her. He slid his hands to her stomach and caught her eyes in the mirror. "Love, yer beautiful. I know this is hard, but I'm here for yeh."
She looked into his eyes, and he saw he gaze turn hard and determined. She saw the fear come over his face. "Let's do it. Let's fucking do this then." His eyes brightened, and he squeezed her until she squeaked. She smiled brightly. "We have so much to do! I have so much to do! How the hell are we going to do this?!"
"It'll happen, no worries love! We'll do it t'gether." She smiled and he smiled back. They hugged and got dressed and went out to enjoy the sunshine.