Sara quietly tiptoed into the living room; She had just gotten home and had promised herself upon leaving the movie-a-thon that she would tell Gil she was pregnant.

Not to her surprise, he was seated on the couch, a book in hand whilst a Miller Lite sat on a coaster with a floral design; He glanced up as she tripped over a shoe lying in the middle of the floor.

"Hey babe," He smiled.

"Hi. Whatcha reading?" She kissed him on the cheek and joined him on the couch.

"Entomology book. It's interesting really."

Sara nodded a few times; "Now or never," Her mind reminded her.

"We need to talk," She softly announced.

Gil closed the book and looked at Sara, his blue eyes searching every inch of her chocolate ones.

Then without warning, he kissed her; A kiss so passionate, Sara's heartbeat increased instantly.

"Hey—" She started, mumbling between kisses.

"Mmm?"

The kiss intensified more; Gil's hand traveled down her cheek and rested on her neck. His thumb caressed the spot on her neck that usually drove her wild.

"I'm pregnant!" She blurted.

Time seemed to stop; Gil pulled back, his mouth slightly agape and brows raised.

"What?" He asked disbelievingly.

Sara sighed.

"I'm pregnant."

Gil licked his lips before closing his mouth; Surely she was joking.

"I found out this afternoon; That's why I've been throwing up. It's morning sickness," She explained, tugging at the edge of her shirt.

He ran his hand through his hair; The thoughts swirling throughout his mind were going so fast it was making him dizzy.

"Are you sure?"

Sara nodded her conformation.

A new baby? At his age? Okay, he wasn't that old, but he wasn't exactly young either.

"There's more," Sara winced. "I told Catherine and Jenna before you."

Silence fell between the two; The only sounds were those of the occasional car driving past and Lily whining in her sleep.

Just when Sara was going to repeat herself, Gil felt the need to answer.

"I-I'm not sure what to say. Or think. Anything else I should know?" He angrily asked.

"No! I'm sorry; It's just, we were all sitting there talking about Jenna's pregnancy and I just felt I had to tell someone."

"I'm going to bed. Good night," Gil icily told Sara.

He stood up from the couch and made his way upstairs; Sara listened to his pounding footsteps before bursting into tears.

The Next Morning

Sara awoke to discover she was still on the couch; Someone, she assumed it had been Gil, had covered her with a blanket.

Without looking in the mirror she could tell her eyes were puffy from crying; The mistake of telling her friends she was pregnant before her husband had hurt more than she had ever imagined.

"Mommy!" Liz shrieked, running into the room.

She stopped short at seeing her mother, tear stained cheeks and red eyes; Sara figured Liz was used to the sight by now, but the small girl wasn't.

"Mommy, what's wrong?"

She tiptoed the rest of the way to the couch; Gently, she climbed on top of her mother and rested on her knees.

"Just—Nothing baby. What's up with you?" Sara tried to wipe the tear marks from her cheeks.

"Daddy's taking me to the park! Please come with us," Liz begged.

She tugged incessantly on Sara's hand.

"Okay. I have to get dressed," She lifted Liz off of her knees and stood her up on the carpet; Lily playfully shook her head, one of Liz's doll held in between her teeth.

Sara smiled as she ran upstairs. Usually the park bothered her; Screaming children and loose dogs just weren't her thing.

But she figured a trip out of the house with Gil might give them some time to talk while Liz played happily, unaware she was no longer in Sara's book an only child.

Bright Springs Park

"What a stupid name for a park!" Sara giggled as the family hopped out of the vehicle.

It currently wasn't bright; In fact, most of the park, including the bike trails were shaded by huge oak trees.

And springs were no were near this particular park.

Gil was silent, sunglasses covering his eyes and Liz was chatting up a storm with Sara; She nodded, not paying the slightest attention to her hyper daughter.

"Mommy, I'm gonna go on the swings; Watch me, okay?"

Liz sprinted off, smiling.

"I think we need to talk," Gil said suddenly.

The two sat down the bench nearest to the swings; They could hear and see Liz perfectly, so Sara nodded for him to continue.

"I—I'm sorry for the way I acted last night," He softly said, looking down at the mixture of grass and mulch under his feet.

"It's okay; I should have told you right when I found out. I'm sorry."

A single tear spilled over the edge of her eyelid; Gil turned so he was facing her and cupped her face in his hands.

"Don't cry. There's nothing to cry about," He whispered, wiping the tear off her cheek.

Sara sniffled.

"Do you think we can go through that again?" She asked; The tears were building up behind her brown eyes.

She wasn't so sure that she could handle having a baby again.

"We'll make it work," Gil reassured her.

He pulled her into a hug.

He kept his right arm around her shoulders as they sat back and watched Liz swinging, content on being alone.

Little did she know that in a few months, her freedom and alone time would be non-existent.