Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail or its characters; that right belongs to Hiro Mashima.

Lucy's P.o.v.

Standing there staring out the large bay window into the black void called night. Lucy couldn't help the hurt she was feeling. It had only been a little over four months since she had her fairytale wedding to on Lahar Zeiger. Not once in those four months had she doubted her choice in marrying him. At least not until yesterday.

Letting out a melancholy sigh, Lucy replayed the events in her head. From waking up to an empty bed (not uncommon), only to find a vague note left for her in the kitchen on the counter. What was scrawled on it had given her pause? She thought of his strange behavior for the past three weeks.

Choosing to go through the day as if it was like any other. Doing her best to put the note from her mind. At least until Lahar came home and could explain it. Which had led to their first fight as a married couple? Neither backing down until both had been too exhausted for either to continue. Lucy opting to sleep in one of their guest bedrooms.

Lahar hadn't stopped her, she rationalized because he was still too angry. But when a few hours passed and she still hadn't come for her or even called her, Lucy felt something in her start to break. Eventually crying herself to sleep. That had her wide awake before dawn.

The chilled morning air only made her edgier. So when Lahar had come down to eat breakfast, not even looking at her or greeting her. Lucy felt like what had started to break was also freezing over inside. Waiting until he left for the day, she had done the dishes before going out for her errands for the day.

Now it was almost midnight on new years eve. Lahar wasn't home and no word had been heard. Wallowing in her sudden bout of emotional depression as she waited by herself for the stroke of midnight. Silently wishing he was here with her. Like he had been the night they'd stayed up for their first snowfall as a married couple.

Bringing her cup of chamomile tea up to her lips, blowing on it to cool it before drinking it. Lucy closed her eyes as she started to count down to the New Year's bells in her mind. Hoping that where ever Lahar was, or with whoever he was with, he was having fun and was okay.

As she reached one, Lucy opened her eyes to once more stare out the window into the pitch black night. Only to see Lahar reflected in the glass, staring back at her. Putting a smile (strained at best) on her lips as she just looked back at him. The clock sounding the New Year.

"You're staring again Lucy."

Remaining silent as a faint blush graced her cheeks, she just continued to watch him in the reflection of the window. "Happy New Year, Lucy. I love you."

Seeing her own eyes open wide, Lucy slowly let her body turn to actually look at Lahar, himself. Tears burning at the corners of her eyes. As she continued to watch him walk toward her. Hesitantly opening his arms to her. No thinking twice, Lucy stepped into his embrace immediately, relishing the warmth of his body and his unique scent.

"Happy New Year, Lahar. I love you too."

Her words a barely audible whisper as Lahar's arm tightened around her waist. Tilting her head up, looking questioningly up at him, before he smiled gently at her. The smile he reserved for her and her alone. His head dipping down capturing her lips with his for a few seconds.

"Lahar, I have a New Years gift for you."

Even to her own ears, she could hear her voice cracking, belying her nerves. The look he gave her made her chuckle as she took a deep breath before speaking again.

"You are going to be a daddy."

The stunned look on his face made their fight the day before seem insignificant. Lucy looked over her shoulder, to the window to see snow falling silently outside.

~~ The End! ~~