One corner of her mouth turned up as if she were going to smile but decided against it. She pulled the big, oversized jacket more tightly around her and wrapped her arms around her stomach.
Clark slowly got up from the couch to stand up five feet away from Alicia. Even though he had constantly thought about finding Alicia and of new places to look, he never once thought about what he was actually going to say to her. That was why that all that came out of his mouth was a lame, "Hi."
He mentally kicked himself… repeatedly. He knew he should say more. They were, after all, married. He extended a hand to her, opening his mouth to say something, but thought better of it. His gaze dropped down to the ground where he was slowly sliding his boot back and forth across the worn wood. He was saved from saying something first when Alicia started talking.
"Clark, we need to talk."
"Yes, we do," he replied, followed by more silence. They stood there, staring at each other, each unable to think of what to say to the other. This time, it was Clark who broke the silence. "Alicia… I'm sorry."
Alicia looked at Clark with a look that resembled a mix between surprise and confusion. "What do you have to be sorry for?"
Clark looked back at her as if she were the one from another planet instead of him. "Alicia, I ran away. I have never something so cowardly in my life before. I should have stayed to talk with you. I tried looking for you. It took me a couple days for me to decide that I wanted… needed… to talk to you."
Alicia took a step towards Clark, tears in her eyes, hoping that he really meant what he said. When Clark didn't back away from her, Alicia launched herself into Clark's arms, crying uncontrollably.
Clark stumbled back a step, not because lack of strength but because of surprise. He hadn't expected Alicia to react the way she did. He wrapped his arms tightly around her, pulling her as close as possible against him… which wasn't much. He hadn't noticed before that her stomach had grown… a lot… and that was the only part of her that seemed to have changed.
Very gently, he placed his hands on her upper arms to slowly push her away, just enough so he could look down into her face. "Uh, Alicia?" he started and looked pointedly down at her stomach. "What happened?"
Alicia looked up into his eyes, her own blue eyes still full of tears, and gave him a shaky smile. "Clark, I'm pregnant."
"Oh. My. God."