The next week, Aviva woke up nautious. "Whoa! Why am I so dizzy? And I feel sick," she thought for a moment, then gasped in realization. "Why! Could I- be pregnant?!" She got a test out of her junk drawer, and took it," I-I AM pregnant! I better tell Chris." She walked over to his bedroom and opened it. "Chris? You awake?" "Yup. Why?" "Um, I need to tell you something." "What?" "I-I'm pregnant. And you are the father." Chris swallowed a lump in his throat, and tried to speak, "Y-You're p-pregnant? Oh god." "What?" "Martin is going to kill me. When he discovers that I'm going to have a baby with you, he'll kill me." "Why do you say that C.K?" "There's this thing I've been meaning to tell you." "What?" He closed his bedroom door, and Aviva sat down on his bed. "You see, well, Martin has always hated me. The other day, he threatened to kill me if I got in any intimate relationship with you." "But you know your brother, he never keeps a promise." "Well yea, but he was serious about that. You should have seen the fire in his eyes." "Chris?" He had begun crying, and huddled himself in the corner of his bedroom. "I don't deserve to be the father!" "Chris, that's not true!" "Yes it is! What child wants a parent with bad history! It'll hate me more than Martin does!" "Chris, that's not true. I want you and only you to be the father. You don't understand, why do you think I'm always sleepy? The crew packs me with work that takes me forever to complete! I haven't, actually never, gotten a good night's sleep! I cry every night, no matter how long my knees are on the floor, I can't escape my damn life! You have everything you want! I don't! I never had a mother, siblings, or a family. That's why you usually saw me outside in the woods or in the park, by myself." "Aviva, don't leave me. Never. You're my only life. I don't want to cry forever. Please, you're my only salvation." "I won't, I promise Chris." She wrapped her arms around him, and hugged him. "Don't worry Chris. I'll never leave you or our child." She put her mouth to his, and grabbed his hand. She put his hand on her stomach, and smiled.
8 months later, Chris and Aviva were alone in Aviva's room, and Aviva wrapped her arms around him. "I love you Chris." "And I love you, Aviva." "Give me your hand." He handed her his hand and she put it on a specific spot on her stomach. "You feel that?" "Yup." " That's the baby. The baby just kicked your hand." "Really? That's cool!" "I know right,Chris?" "Yup. I really liked that," He put his ear to her stomach, and smiled,"I hear the baby's heart beating." Aviva smiled, and Chris knelt down on ONE knee. He pulled out a little box from his jacket pocket, and opened it. "Aviva Corcovado?" "Yes Chris?" "Will you marry me?" "Yes Chris! I do, I do want to marry you!" Chris hugged her, and pulled her into an intense kiss.
A month later, Aviva and Chris were at the hospital. Chris was pacing intently in the waiting room, waiting for the doctor to come out. He was alone, and he was beginning to think he was going to make a hole in the floor, so he sat down. He sat like an impatient little boy and had began to talk to himself. "Why did the baby decide to be born at 3 in the morning!" He went over to a vending machine, and bought some coffee. "It's gonna be a long night, I just know it." When he returned, he sat impatiently for another 10 minutes, when the doctor came out. " ?" "Yes?" "Congratulations! You're a father!" Chris smiled, and the doctor walked Chris over to Aviva's room. "Aviva?" "Chris! Come and meet your baby son!" He walked over to her, and she handed him the squirming and crying baby. "He's adorable Aviva. He looks so much like me though." "Doesn't matter Chris." "Yup. He's our son, and he's special, any way he is." The baby had Chris' eye color and hair color, though Aviva has the same hair color as Chris'. "Yup. I think he's a spitting image of his father." "No he's not." "Chris, you cried like that." "How do you remember?" "You'd cry for everything." "That is so not true." "Yes it is. I clearly remember. When we were both 4 months old, you would always cry for your bottle." "Oh. You've got me there."
"See? You did cry like that." "That's true." They were in silence 2 minutes when Martin burst in the room. "Christopher Kratt!" "Y-Yes?" "What are you doing at 4 in the morning at the hospital!" "Um, well, it'd be a long story, and you need to sleep, so, I'll tell ya boy another day or as soon as I'm back at the Tortuga Headquarters." Chris pushed Martin out the door, and locked it. "Finally, we get to be alone." "Your brother is very annoying." "I know. But how will the rest of the crew react when you tell them you had a baby?" "They'll just ask me dumb questions like 'who is the goddamn father!" "They really treat you like that?" "Yup."