Author's note: sorry it took so long, but ah was busy with Spring Break, and ah know y'all hate reviewin, but ah wanna know if ya thank Emma should be pregnant or not, ah do listen ta mah reviews!
Disclaimer: ah don't own Hank or Emma,
"Hank!" Emma screamed throwing open the doors of the infirmary. Her hair was limp around her face and her blue eyes sparkled with some emotion Hank couldn't figure out.
"Something wrong Emmy?" he asked setting down the papers he had been working on.
"Define 'wrong', " Emma yelled her hands on her hips.
"Um…" Hank tried to answer but his thoughts were interrupted.
"Hank, do you remember what you and I did last week?" Emma asked taking a step closer to Hank. Her breasts bounced in her micro top as she walked. Her face seemed to soften slightly. Hank blinked and nodded.
"How could I forget? Why?'
"Hank, I'm scared," Emma whispered losing her composure and falling into Hank's arms crying.
"Shhh, it's okay," Hank said softly hugging Emma gently. "Now, what are you scared about?" he asked holding Emma close.
"I think we might've made a mistake."
"By um, having sex?" Hank asked puzzled. Emma hadn't seemed to have had a problem with being with him that night.
"Of course not," Emma answered angrily.
"Then what's wrong?"
"Hank, I'm scared I might…" Emma paused looking up at Hank.
"That you might be pregnant?" Hank guessed wondering if Emma had been reading his mind earlier in the week when he'd been thinking about the same possibility. Emma didn't answer. Instead she just burst into tears again and nodded.
"Shh, Emma, it's going to be alright. It's almost too soon to tell one way or another. Why don't I try a few tests, that might give us some answers sooner."
"Fine, but you'd better not mess up my appearance!" Hank nodded hiding the smile that threatened to emerge. This was the Emma he was used to seeing.
As soon as Hank finished the tests, it would take awhile for the results to show anything, Emma decided she'd better get her hair and nails done, since she had neglected her appearance that morning. Hank just shook his head and finished the filing. Every now and then he wanted to run over and look at the tests, but he fought the urge. He wanted to wait until Emma came back to find out if they were going to be parents.