Sian's POV

It has been a week since I got the sperm shot into my vag, and man did it hurt. Thank god I never experienced sex with a male. That shot was just plain horrible. Sophie was there with me holding my hand, and trying to distract me from what was going on down there. Once the doctor was done, he said we had to wait five days before we could take a pregnancy test to see if it worked. It's been seven days since then, and I'm scared as hell to take the test.

Starting a family is something Sophie and I have been talking about since before we got married. It was me who brought up the topic, and I don't want to disappoint her by not being pregnant. I want to give Sophie everything she's always wanted like she has been spoiling me since before we got together. I just want to give her this baby. It's something we both want, but I want to mainly be able to extend our family.

Sophie had bought me all sorts of pregnancy test. She bought, nearly, all of the ones the store sold. Her reason 'I didn't know which one was best so I bought one of each.' She can be so adorable when she's embarrassed. Sophie had to work late tonight. Once a month everyone has to work at least one late night and tonight was Sophie's night. She didn't want to stay. She wanted to leave early or not bother going in so we could find out the results together. I told her to go to work and that I would wait for her. I don't know if I could wait. I don't know if I could do it alone. All I know is that I'm torn.

I wanted to take the test alone because that way if it didn't work, I wouldn't disappoint Sophie. And then if I was pregnant, I could tell Sophie when she got home but I know she wants to be here. I just couldn't win with this. I can't stress out because stress is bad during pregnancy. It could lead to all this horrible stuff and I didn't want that for our baby. I looked at the clock and saw it was five o'clock. Sophie should be home by now but nope.

I decided to make something to eat for when she got home we could eat, and too clean up a little. I was home all day because finals started next week and we had some time off because of them. I made something simple for dinner that we could both enjoy together when Sophie got home. I looked at the clock again and it was seven. Sophie should be home soon. I rested on the sofa and watched a little TV. I must have fallen asleep because next thing I knew I woke up to Sophie sitting next to me.

"Hey sleepy head," smiled Sophie, moving a piece of fallen hair behind my ear.

"Hey. What time is it?" I asked, looking at Sophie.

"Eight thirty," replied Sophie, looking at me.

"It was seven when I turned on the TV," I said, sitting up on the sofa.

"You look like you could have used that nap," stated Sophie, pulling me to sit on her lap.

"I did," I said, resting my head on her shoulder.

"You want to eat?" asked Sophie, rubbing my back.

"Sure," I whispered, getting off Sophie's lap.

"Sian?" asked Sophie, looking at me.

"Yeah," I responded, looking at her.

"You okay?" asked Sophie, still looking at me.

"I'm fine," I said, putting on a fake smile.

"How many times do I have to tell you to not lie to me?" stated Sophie, annoyed.

"Look, I'm just tired," I replied, looking at her,

"There's something else you aren't telling me," stated Sophie, looking at me. "I'm your wife, Sian."

"Sophie, I know you're my wife. The ring and last name say that. I'm just tired," I stated, walking away from her.

"Whatever. I'm not hungry anymore," stated Sophie, walking upstairs.

"Sophie," I stated, but she kept walking.

I sighed in defeat. I didn't want to argue with Sophie especially not after the day I've had. I went upstairs to find Sophie in our room changing. Well, more like throwing her clothes at the wall. She took a seat on our bed and put her head in her hands. I knocked on our door, but she just ignored me. I walked closer to her, and placed my hand on her shoulder. She didn't move. She just sat there with her head in her hands.

"Soph," I whispered, close to tears.

"What?" asked Sophie, still not looking at me.

"Look at me please," I whispered, holding my tears in.

"Why? So you can lie to me some more?" asked Sophie, looking at me.

"Baby, I'm sorry," I said, giving into my tears.

"Why do you have to lie to me about how you're feeling?" asked Sophie, still looking at me. "We're meant to be married. You're meant to confine in me, not hide from me. Is it about finding out the results? Are you scared? Are you regretting this?"

"I just don't want to disappoint you. You are always spoiling me, and I want to spoil you with this baby. I just don't want you to hate me for not being pregnant if that's what the results show. I don't want to hide from you. I just don't want you to think I'm a letdown because I couldn't give you a baby," I stated, crying.

"Hey. Stop talking about my wife that way. No matter what these results say, I am going to love you just as much as I did before we decided to have a baby. Not everyone gets pregnant on the first try. If you aren't, we can always try again or try something else. I don't want you to stress or think that I'm going anywhere if things don't go as we plan. I love you, and will never think of you as a letdown. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me," stated Sophie, wiping my tears away.

"I love you, too," I stated, kissing her.

"Please just talk to me. That's all I ask. We're in this together," whispered Sophie, returning the kiss.

"I know," I whispered, looking at Sophie.

"Do you want to find out the results?" Sophie asked, looking at me.

"Yes," I replied, still looking at her.

"Come on," said Sophie, leading me to the bathroom.

This is it. The moment of truth. Did it work? Did it not? Are Sophie and I finally going to have the family we want? Is the test going to be true? Do I have to call the doctor? I just wanted to find out the results with Sophie, and I couldn't wait anymore.