It had been four months since his wedding to Althea and Gregor was loving his life, they looked after Aidan at least once a week for the night, to give Sandor and Sansa some much deserved alone time. Taking a sip from his coffee, Gregor looked to his younger brother who had his long hair pulled back of his face, his beard was neatly trimmed and the pram was next to his seat, with a sleeping Aidan inside of it. Sandor was going through the changing bag that Sansa had given him for the day, he was rummaging through it.

"How is his potty training going?" Gregor asked his brother, who looked up from the bag and grave Gregor a small smile. "It's going well, we still put him in a nappy when we are out and when he's in bed, but at home he doesn't wear one. He's getting the hang of it though," he said softly before closing the bag and placing it on the back of the pram. Gregor grinned at his younger brother, when he was younger he never imagined Sandor to be a fatherly type of guy, but then again he never really imagined himself to be a fatherly type of guy, or someone to settle down and get married.

"If someone told me when we were younger, that you would have a son, I would of probably told them to fuck off." Gregor admitted, causing Sandor to smile sheepishly from his seat, glancing to Aidan before looking back to Gregor. "If someone told me that you would be married and trying for a baby, I would of laughed in their face." He admitted to his older brother, Gregor couldn't help but give him a weak smile.

"Trying yes, actually succeeding...no," he mumbled causing Sandor to give him a sad look. "Gregor, it's only been four months, not everyone gets pregnant first time." He told his older brother who gave him a sad smile, "I know, I just really want a little one." He admitted to Sandor, who gave him a sad smile before glancing back to Aidan before looking back to Gregor. "I'm sure it wont be long, how is Althea? Sansa said she has been feeling sick the last couple of days?" Sandor asked Gregor, who watched him for a long moment before nodding his head.

"Yes she has, she's going to the doctors today and will text me when she knows what is wrong." He said simply, looking towards Aidan who was still slumbering inside of the pram. Sandor was giving him a strange look, one as if he was deep in thought. "Not that I don't love these conversations with you little brother, but why are we in the city?" He finally asked, watching as Sandor gave him a weak smile.

"You can't say anything, not even to Althea." He told Gregor, causing him to frown at him. Gregor did not like the thought of hiding something from his wife, "what is it Sandor?" He finally asked, watching his brother as he nervously looked anywhere except Gregor's face, he finally looked at him and inhaled a deep breath.

"I'm going to ask Sansa to marry me," he finally said causing Gregor's eyes to widen before he let a huge smile grace his lips. "That's fantastic! I'm slightly confused to why you didn't ask her a while ago," he admitted causing Sandor to give him a weak smile. "I've wanted to, I just have no idea how to do it. I mean how can I make it perfect?" He asked Gregor to shrugged his shoulders at his little brother. "I don't know, I proposed to Althea in the most unromantic way, we were on the verge of breaking up." He reminded Sandor who gave him a weak smile, "she will obviously say yes, would you be willing to wait five years like I had to for Althea?" He asked his brother who gave him a soft laugh.

"I'd wait all of my life if I had too," he told Gregor who grinned at his younger brother. "Well, I hope you don't have too," he joked to Sandor who laughed before turning to Aidan who had just woken up. Gregor watched his brother as he lifted Aidan from the pram and into his lap, Aidan instantly snuggled deeper into his chest, pressing his face against his torso. "How cute is he?" Sandor asked Gregor, grinning at his son. "Real cute, I really wanted one." He said, causing Sandor to laugh as he wrapped his large arms around hi son, who grinned up at Sandor, as if he was the best person in the whole world. Feeling his phone vibrate, he quickly fished out his phone and read the text message.

'Hey, had to do a Urine sample...EW! Just had the results, will tell you them when you come home. I love you xx'

Shutting the door behind him, he could hear Althea inside of the lounge, listening to music, her soft voice singing along gently, causing a smile to grace his lips. Kicking his military styled boots off, he made his way through the hallway before stepping into the lounge, watching Althea as she didn't notice him. Her golden curls were hanging over her shoulders, she was wearing a small summer dress, even though it was coming up to winter.

"Hey sweet cheeks," he said softly, drawing the attention of his wife, who gave him a soft smile. Gregor had to admit she looked a lot better, there was more colour in her face, she was probably just nervous earlier. "How was the doctors?" He asked softly, making his way over to her and gently pulling her into his arms, placing a kiss on her lips. She stood in front of him, a smile on her face as she turned to fish through her bag, causing him to frown.

She handed him a square photo, he flicked it over to look to the picture. Most of the picture was black, except from a white dot, which was shaped sort of like a jelly bean, except it was bigger. He frowned at the photo, not exactly sure what it was meant to do with her going to the doctors. "Erm...sweet cheeks, what is that?" He asked softly, watching her as she grinned at him.

"That's your baby Mr Clegane," she said softly. Gregor felt his stomach suddenly fill with butterflies, his throat went dry and his heart started thudding in his chest, he snapped his gaze to her face. Looking at her, to make sure this wasn't some bad joke she decided to play on him. "W..When?" He asked softly, holding the small photo of his child slightly tighter in his grip. "I'm four weeks gone," she said softly, causing him to grin at her.

"Everything is alright with the baby?" He nervously asked her, watching her as she nodded her head. "Everything is fine," she paused for a moment and stepped closer to him, her hands sliding up to his biceps, a warm smile on her face. "Were going to be parents," she said softly causing Gregor to grin at her. He suddenly picked her up and held her close to his body as he seated himself onto the couch, Althea on his lap. He gently placed the photo on the coffee table, his large hands instantly going to her stomach. It felt firm under his touch, he gently stroked the skin with the pad of his thumbs.

"I love you, both of you..., so much."