"Oh my God..." Anita couldn't help but mutter. "It... it can't be."

But there it was. Two lines staring right at her on the pregnancy test. It was too soon. The twins had just celebrated their first birthday. How could she possibly expect to be able to raise three children under the age of three? She didn't think she was ready for this. It seemed like just yesterday that Liam and Millie had just been brought home from hospital. How was she going to tell her children that they might be getting a younger sibling, especially in a way they could understand? Never mind that, how was she going to tell Victor? Would he want to have another child at this point?

"Anita?" Victor called out to her from the other side of the door. "Are you in there?"

"Just a second!" Anita replied, anxiety slipping through into her voice.

A few seconds passed before Victor spoke again. "Okay, but hurry up. I gotta take a shower in a few minutes."

"Alright, wouldn't want to keep you waiting."

Anita didn't hear much from him after that. She made sure to listen to the footsteps as they grew quieter and quieter. Perfect. Now all she had to do was wrap everything up and then let Victor use the shower. Without a moment of hesitation, she got off the loo, flushed it, washed her hands, and then left the bathroom. She made sure to leave the pregnancy test behind, but leave it in such a position that Victor wouldn't be able to see it until after he'd already showered. Okay, what now? She knew she'd have to see a doctor at some point to confirm if she was actually pregnant, but she wasn't sure when would be a great time. She also wasn't sure who she could tell besides Victor. She decided she'd have to wait until Victor found the test before she could tell anyone else anyway.

******

"Hey, what's thi― a―a pregnancy test?"

Victor was absolutely dumbfounded to see a pregnancy test just laying out there for him to see. He wasn't sure to make of it. Could Anita actually be pregnant again? No way, that couldn't be it. The twins were only just a year old. How on Earth would it be possible to take care of three children under the age of three? He had to talk to her. After drying himself off, Victor grabbed the pregnancy test and made his way out the bathroom door. He soon found Anita just sitting there on the couch in stunned silence.

"Hey, Anita," Victor said as he sat down next to her. "What's up? Why'd you leave your pregnancy test out for me to see?"

"I..." Anita took a deep breath and sighed. "I figured this was how I could tell you I'm pregnant again without words."

"Oh my God... Anita. How did this happen?"

"You know exactly how this happened, Victor. It was just like when we conceived Liam and Millie." She then lowered her voice down to a whisper while she started crying. "What do we do now, Victor? It's hard enough having to deal with two babies at once. How are we supposed to handle three?"

"Anita, we've dealt with Impostor attacks, Reptogator attacks, and a bunch of other stuff. Hell, we even helped save the galaxy from threats from other planets. Surely, we could handle three babies at once."

Anita just sniffled. "Leave it to you to look on the bright side. I'm not even sure how I want to deal with this pregnancy... like, do I want to give this baby up for adoption? Do I want to abort it? Or do I want to keep it? When do we tell the twins?" She resumed her sobbing.

Victor just hugged her tightly. "It's okay, baby… we'll figure this out." A few seconds went by before he spoke again. "Tell you what, why don't we go see the doctor later this week?"

Anita gave another sniffle. "That's kinda what I planned to do anyway."

"Oh, okay. Awesome. I'm sure they know more about this stuff than we do."

Anita sighed, having just now stopped crying. "Yeah, I'm sure they do."

******

"Well, Miss Knight, you are definitely pregnant," Dr. Pertwee announced. "More specifically, you're six weeks along."

Victor squeezed Anita's hand. "Wow... so how much longer do we have to go?"

"Since most pregnancies last forty weeks..." Dr. Pertwee did some math in his head to figure out how much time was left. "I would therefore say that you have thirty-four weeks to go, and that's assuming you even make it to that point. I would've thought you'd know this already, but apparently not."

Victor couldn't help but blush. "Sorry."

Anita took a deep breath. "Alright, Dr. Pertwee. That's all I needed to know. Victor and I should be going now..."

"Not so fast, Anita. Your husband said earlier that you were contemplating not keeping the baby or even the pregnancy. Is that true?"

Anita took another deep breath. "I'm afraid so."

"I see..." Dr. Pertwee produced two different brochures from his coat pocket. "I tell you what. I'm going to give you two brochures to give you a little insight on what to expect with each decision. I can't go in great detail about them today, but the two brochures will probably cover some ground. One thing you need to remember, though, is that this is a big deal not just for you, but also your husband and children. You don't have to decide right now, but you will have to make a decision soon. Choose wisely, Miss Knight. I've had a lot of patients rush this decision and then later come to regret it. Whatever you decide is up to you..."

Anita just nodded wordlessly while Dr. Pertwee handed her and Victor the brochures.

"I'm glad you understand," Dr. Pertwee said. "Alright, I expect to see you back here on the 18th. Hopefully, you'll have started taking your prenatal vitamins by then. Don't be afraid to ask any more questions over the phone, alright?"

"Alright," Victor and Anita said simultaneously while leaving the doctor's office.

Victor gave his wife a hug once they'd left the room. "Hey, it's gonna be alright."

"I'm not so sure about that," Anita said. "So many things could go wrong at this point."

"Like what, for example?"

"Well..." Anita tried to think of the worst possible thing that could happen during a pregnancy. "I could have a miscarriage. Do you remember how close I was to losing the twins when I'd been shot?"

Victor tried not to conjure up the memory of what had happened that day, but like a bad dream, it came to him. "I was so scared..."

"So was I. I still can't believe our children are even alive today. It's... it's a miracle."

"Yeah, but we were able to get through that. We can get through this, too. We're partners, after all... in marriage and at work."

"Easy for you to say."

Victor jokingly punched her on the arm. "Hey, I'm only trying to help!" His expression then softened up. "Like I said, we're partners in marriage and at work. From the moment we met, I promised that I would help you out no matter what."

Anita smiled. "Thank you." She then took a deep breath. "Alright, first off, we're going to have to tell your mother. I arranged for us to visit her later today."

"What about the twins?"

"We tell them last."

Victor quickly nodded. "Gotcha."