A/N: It's short this chapter since the start of Watching You(my Hallam Foe fan fic). Next one will be longer hopefullly. Please review!

Chapter 11: Accepting Help

Angela tried to find the right words. "Um...I um..."

She felt Griffin's and under her chin and she looked up at him. "Wha' is it?" She saw his eyes search hers for an answer. Angela pulled away from him and leaned on the railing, looking down at the ground below. "Ang, you can tell me. I can handle it," he coaxed her more and more, trying to get her to speak.

She finally asked, "Remember a few weeks ago? When you were angry and that whole thing with David happened?" Angela only looked over at him from the corner of his eye, and saw him trying to remember. Soon enough, he gave a nod. "And surely you remember what happened between us?" This time, she turned to him as she spoke and looked him in the eye. 'I have a feeling this won't end well.'

Griffin moved, hugging her from behind. "'Course I do. Why, are you trying to plan that again?" he said with what seemed to be a growl.

Angela sighed. "Griffin, what did we forget that day?" She turned around. 'Fuck. Just come out with it already.' "Damn it. I think I'm fuckin' pregnant Griff."

Griffin's face dropped. "Can yeh repeat that? I coulda swore you said-"

"Pregnant. I think I'm pregnant," she said slowly so he would understand.

Griffin squeezed her in a tight hug. "Yeh sure?"

"I said I think. I haven't taken a test-"

He interrupted her. "Now. Let's go get you one."

Angela couldn't tell if he was angry. 'Griffin's being difficult to read. But from the tone of his voice he sounds a bit pissy.' "Alright." With that, he jumped them to a pharmacy. "Where are we?"

"Canada. Which one?" he asked, looking at the row of pregnancy tests. "There's like a hundred different ones."

Angela picked up one randomly. "Doesn't matter. Let's just go," she said with a breath as she grabbed his hand and jumped back to the lair.

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(Griffin POV)

She jumped them back to the living room of their place and sprinted off to the bathroom. Griffin threw himself onto the couch and kicked the coffee table angrily. 'Way to go Griffin. Get Angela knocked up. That's great. Just what everyone needs. Bring a kid into the war. Real smart. If David hadn't been such an arse this wouldn't have happened.' He leaned back into the couch with his eyes shut and sighed. To make it even better, Griffin felt a jump. He bolted up, thinking it was Angela and saw David. "Shit David," he sighed and leaned back again.

"Somethin' wrong Griffin? You don't look so good," he heard David ask as he plopped down next to him.

Griffin was never one to share his problems. 'Maybe now would be a good time. Just once.' "It's Angela."

David laughed, "Care to elaborate?"

Griffin sighed and sat up, as Angela stepped slowly into the room. He looked at her and she simply nodded with tears brimming in her eyes. Griffin got up and walked over to her, enveloping her in a hug to comfort her. Still hugging her, he turned to David. "She's pregnant, David," he said quietly. "I'm postponing the Paladin attack."

Angela's head bolted up into his face. "No you will not! Just because of this? No way. It's stilll on."

He glared at her. "Ang. I'm not takin' any risks tonight."

"No. You're not. I am. So we're still going," she faced David and nodded.

Griffin rolled his eyes. "Stop bein' stubborn woman. I'm as freaked out as you are so just chill, alright?"

Angela sent him a piercing glare back and pushed him away, walking into the bedroom. "Do you need any help, Griff?" David offered.

"This is the only time I'll ever ask, but can you bring Millie here?" Griffin asked. "Maybe she can talk to her. And, I dunno...help or something." Griffin sat back down on the couch.

"I'd be more than happy to help," David said with a smile before jumping. Griffin sat with his head in his hands and waited for David to get back with Millie.