Paul finished his filming for Blade early that evening as he really wanted to go back to the hotel and see how Stephanie was doing so Wesley had swung it that his scenes were done first.

When he walked into the hotel room he saw Stephanie's things so he called out her name, "Steph, I'm back."

There was no answer it was then he realized he was on his own so he threw his bag onto the chair and turned the TV and sat back to wait for her return.

Stephanie slowly walked back to the hotel all the time thinking about how she was going to explain to Paul that he was going to be a Dad and worrying about how he was going to take the news.

When she got back to the hotel she said hello to Marge who was on Reception and made her way to the lift to go back to the room and wait for him.

As she opened the door to the room she was so lost in thought she did not hear the television on so when she walked into the bedroom and Paul said hello she jumped a mile, "Paul please don't scare me like that again."

Paul moved to the edge of the bed, "I'm sorry, I thought you would have heard the television though."

"I was lost in my own little world and wasn't concentrating on the things around me so I didn't. What are you doing back so early anyway?"

He stood up, "Wesley swung it so that my scenes were done first and I could come back here early to see you as I explained to him about the fight and how we needed to talk."

There was a brief silence in the room until Stephanie broke it by saying, "there's something I need to talk to you about Paul, it is really important."

Just then her stomach rumbled, "I think you need to be fed first before we talk. Have you eaten anything today?"

Stephanie shook her head, "no, I've been so busy and then we fought and I just haven't bothered to get anything to eat."

Paul grabbed his jacket and turned the TV off, "come on then, I don't want you wasting away on me now, we're going to eat."

Before she could say anything or protest they were out the door.

When they had found somewhere to eat and were sat down she said, "Paul there's something I need to say, it is about earlier."

He interrupted, "Steph don't worry about it, I was being a complete and utter jerk and you didn't deserve to be treated like you were and I'm sorry."

She shook her head, "you've got no reason to be sorry Paul, it is my fault and I should have given you the space you needed."

He sighed, "it's not that I needed or wanted space from you Steph, it is just that you aren't normally as clingy as you have been these past few days and I was worried about you."

Just then the food arrived and their conversation was cut short while they ate.

Stephanie still hadn't managed to tell Paul that she was pregnant and she knew that she needed to do it soon before she lost her bottle and backed out completely so when the meal was finished she suggested that they walked back to the hotel and maybe they could talk some more.

Once they had set off and were walking for a few minutes she decided to try again, "Paul, do you ever think of the future and what things will be like in say a years time or five years time or whatever?"

"What brought this on?"

She shrugged, "I was just wondering that's all, so do you?"

"I never used to think about the future that much, always used to take things a day at a time and see where that led me but lately I have found myself thinking more and more about the future."

"And what do you see in the future?"

"I see Vince and Linda retired and all old and grey in their rocking chairs on a porch somewhere watching their Grandchildren playing."

Stephanie laughed, "my Dad would kill you if he ever found out that that's what you thought he'd end up like in a few years time. How many Grandchildren are there and whose are they?"

Paul looked down at her, "you're really interested about this aren't you?"

She nodded, "yeah I am."

"Okay well I see at least four Grandchildren, there's Shane's two and then there are two more that belong to us. I know it's a stupid vision but I just imagine us in the future settled down with a couple of children, we'd need to sort our schedules out though before any of that can happen."

Stephanie sighed, "it's not stupid but I guess you're right about our schedules."

They walked the rest of the way back to the hotel in silence.

When they got back to the hotel Paul went to have a quick shower while Stephanie looked for something on the TV, after a few minutes her cell phone rang, "hello, who is it?"

"Steph it's me."

She sighed, "Rissa what do you want?"

"Stephanie I want to know if you're okay, you hung up on me so fast earlier."

"I'm fine, Paul walked into the trailer and I didn't want him knowing what we were talking about."

"So you haven't told him yet?"

Stephanie had not heard the shower turn off and the bathroom door open, "no I haven't told Paul yet, I will but I need to find the right time."

Suddenly from behind her came, "tell me what exactly? What are you keeping from me Steph?"

Stephanie sighed, "I'll talk to you later Rissa."

Stephanie hung up and slowly turned towards Paul ready to face the music.

When she had put the phone down and was looking at him Paul said, "so what haven't you told me yet?"

She sighed and ran a hand through her hair, "it's nothing important, you don't need to worry about it."

He ran his hands through his wet hair and walked towards the window to look out over Vancouver, "Marissa calls you up for the second time today obviously looking for answers for something and I overhear you saying that you haven't told me something yet and you're waiting for the right time, add that together with the way you have been acting and it gives me a reason to worry so are you going to tell me or am I going to have to phone Marissa and force it out of her?"

She had tears running down her face, "I can't do it Paul, it's too hard, I'm scared."

Paul briefly turned to face her, "Stephanie I love you, whatever it is we can work through this together. If you have cheated on me please at least have the decency to tell me to my face."

More tears were streaming from her eyes, "I haven't cheated on you and I never would I love you."

"You sure have a damn fine way of showing it. You're nothing but a no good lying bitch and I don't believe a word you are saying."

He turned back to look out of the window again, Stephanie wiped at the tears running down her face, "dammit Paul why does everything have to be so hard?"

He scoffed, "you make it hard so you have to deal with it. Who is he?"

"Who's who?"

"The guy you've been cheating on me with."

"I haven't been cheating on you Paul, why won't you believe me?"

"You're hiding something from me and Marissa is obviously begging you to tell me and it has got to mean that you are cheating on me, am I right?"

"No you're not Paul."

Paul just looked at her a look of disbelief clear on his face, "whatever."

Stephanie sighed, "fine Paul, you want to know why I've been throwing up and why I've been so clingy and why I flew all the way out here just to see you and what Marissa is begging me to tell you?"

He just continued to look at the window but she could see tears streaming down his face in the reflection, "the truth about everything Paul is that I am pregnant"

Stephanie collapsed on the bed in tears.