Steve sat closer to her and looked her in the eye. "I was afraid to ask and you get me wrong, Cath."

"You were afraid to ask why you have doubts about the baby's paternity," Catherine told him. She closed her eyes and leaned her head against the sofa.

Steve became concerned and put his hand on her belly. "Do you feel sick?"

"No," Catherine replied.

"Forgive me, Cath. I know I made a mistake, but don't doubt my love for you." Steve looked at her with anguish in his eyes. "I can't stay away from you."

"I haven't been with anyone else, Steve. Of course the baby is yours, and you should know that."

Steve lifted her shirt exposing her belly. He stroked and kissed her belly, leaving her touched.

"Is it a boy or a girl? When's the baby going to be born?"

"I don't know if it's a boy or a girl, and it will be born in three weeks," Catherine replied.

"Don't you know?" Steve asked.

"I didn't want to know, I prefer the surprise at the time of birth," Catherine replied.

Steve smiled. "I am looking forward now. Less than an hour ago I was alone and now I am looking forward to the arrival of someone who will be part of my life, someone who is a part of me."

Steve leaned his head against her belly and got kicked by the baby. "The baby kicked me," he said to Catherine.

"I know," Catherine replied.

"Please come home, Cath."

Catherine didn't respond to his request, she just said that she was hungry.

"Do I prepare dinner, or do you want to dine out?" Steve asked.

"Going out in that bad weather? No," Catherine replied.

"So I make dinner for us," he replied.

"While you're making dinner, I'm going to take a hot shower," Catherine told him.

Steve helped her up from the couch and hugged her lovingly. "I missed you a lot! Missing someone is abstract, it's a feeling, but it causes physical, concrete pain."

"I know, I missed you too. There were days when I thought I couldn't bear to live without you," Catherine replied.

Steve looked her in the eye. "It's so hard to be without you. I love you, Cath. I love you so much, and no one but you would know how to awaken that in me."

Steve sought her lips and kissed her slowly and lovingly.

"I miss hearing your voice, smelling you, kissing your mouth, making love to you," Steve told her.

"We can't make love, the baby is close to being born and the doctor has banned it," Catherine told him.

"Being by your side is enough for me, my love," Steve replied and kissed her again.

"I'm going to the bathtub. Surprise me with dinner," She told Steve.

"Okay," Steve replied.

Steve was happily preparing dinner while thinking about the baby. "I'm going to be a father and this is wonderful. I need to tell Danny about this."

Catherine was in the bathtub and thinking about what she was going to do. She was still afraid of Yan, especially now that she was pregnant and vulnerable. She had nightmares at night, she dreamed that Yan invaded her house and she could see in his eyes the hatred that she's pregnant with Steve.

Steve was cooking and making plans for the future with Catherine and the baby. He was smiling too.

He finished preparing dinner and Catherine had not left the bath. He went to the bathroom and find sh sleeping in the bathtub.

Steve looked at her. So beautiful, and even more beautiful carrying his baby in her womb.

Steve crouched beside her in the bathtub and touched her belly.

Catherine was startled and instinctively pushed his hand away.

"Calm down, Cath! It's me."

"Oh, Steve! I'm sorry! I thought it was ..." Catherine didn't finish her sentence.

"Did you think it was him?" Steve asked.

"Yes," Catherine replied.

Steve kissed her. "I'm here now to protect you and my baby."

"Thank you for being here for us," Catherine told him.

"I will always be by your side, my love. Now come on, dinner is ready," Steve told her.

Catherine smiled. "Great, the baby and I are hungry."