Gil smiled as he walked out into the living room and found Sara asleep on the couch.

He watched her chest rise and fall a few times before pulling the blanket off the back of the couch and covering her up with it.

He loved watching her sleep; She always looked so peaceful.

So different from the sad young woman he had grown to love.

She groaned in her sleep and Gil rushed to her side.

He crouched down next to the sofa.

Sara blinked her eyes a few times as she whispered, "Hey. How long have I been asleep?"

Gil brushed her hair out of her face.

"Just a few hours. Come on, let's go get in your bed," He replied.

Sara cocked her head to the side; Had he said what she thought he had?

"Wait. You're going with me?"

He nodded.

Sara sat up, Gil helping her, but she didn't leave the couch right away.

"Sar, what's wrong?" He asked.

She absent mindedly chewed on her bottom lip; A habit she had had since she was kid.

"I think we should talk about names," She finally answered.

Gil joined her on the couch and wrapped his arms around her.

"Okay. What do you have in mind?"

Sara sighed.

She didn't have anything in mind; She just wanted to talk. To interact with him.

Usually they watched TV together or sat on the couch, cuddled together just listening to the other breathe.

Generally, that was good enough for Sara. It had been what she had dreamed about for years.

But at this moment, she wanted to talk.

"I'm not sure. How about you start and we'll go from there?" She suggested.

Gil nodded.

"Well, I've always liked James for a boy. I had a friend when I was younger and that was his name. And for a girl, I think Elizabeth," He smiled.

Sara rested her head on his shoulder.

"Okay. Those are good ones. I think I like Elizabeth; It sounds so… adult, you know? And there are so many nicknames that could surface from that name. But I've never thought about boy names."

Her love for him grew every day; The way he acted towards her. He treated her like the wife he had never had.

And the way he made her feel. He made her feel like nothing bad could ever happen.

She loved feeling that way.

"Well it's not like we have to choose right now. We might want to think about it more tomorrow, considering you have two weeks left to go."

"Yeah. Okay, we can go to bed now," Sara finished with a yawn.

Gil gently helped Sara stand up and he lead the way to the bedroom.

Neither even bothered to change into pajamas; Sara was too tired and Gil decided he didn't want to leave her even for a moment.

The two climbed into the bed, both yawning and rubbing their eyes.

Gil kissed Sara on the forehead before turning to the wall and yawning, "Good night, Sar."

Although Sara was tired, she didn't fall asleep right away.

Instead, she carefully sat up and looked around the room, her eyes resting upon each item she had purchased for the baby for a moment then moving on to the next.

She smiled as she slid down in the covers, pulling them up to her chin.

She moved her hand to her stomach and gently stroked where the baby had been kicking.

"Good night, baby," She whispered before drifting off to sleep.