I fluttered my eyes open to the movement of a hand against mine. I looked up at Kay and her eyes were open. I, quickly stood up and leaned over her, kissing her on the forehead. I had completely forgotten about telling her the news about the baby. I was more worried about her.

"Hey." I said, softly. "How you feeling?" She gave a weak smile.

"I'm ok." I sigh of relief escaped from my body.

"I'm sorry about last night." I stated. She shakily reached up and placed a hand on my cheek.

"It's ok, baby." she whispered. I reached up and took her hand into mine, along with the other and kissed them both, before sitting down on the edge of her bed. I knew that now would be the right time to tell her, but I wasn't sure how to break it to her. I didn't know how she would react. This was what she had wanted for a long time. A puzzled look overtook my face.

"What's wrong?" she asked. I smiled.

"Nothing's wrong." I stated. "Everything's perfect." A confused look come over her, as to why I was so happy.

"What's going on?" I could tell that she was getting a bit edgy. I knew that she didn't need that at that moment.

"I got some news about you." I said, still smiling. She looked at me with a worried look.

"What is it?" I took a deep breath.

"We're having a baby." I blurted. Her eyes widened.

"Zack, don't play like that." I saw a tear come to her eye.

"I'm not kidding. The nurse told me earlier." Her sadness was overtaken by joy.

"Are you serious?" she asked, in disbelief.

"Yeah."

She began to cry. I knew that this was a great possibility. This is something that we both wanted. She looked down and placed a hand on her stomach, before taking mine and doing the same.

"We did it." she said through the tears. I couldn't help but cry with her. This had to be one of the greatest moments of my life.

"Yeah, we did." I seconded. "It's unbelievable. Just when you said that you didn't want to do the InVitro anymore." I sobbed.

I knew that the man upstairs had something to do with this one. It was our place to be parents, or maybe, this happened to bring us closer together. I always was a firm believer in the fact that everything happens for a reason. There was a reason for this, and I knew there was. I was gonna take it and run with it. Not ask questions. This was a gift and an awesome one at that.

I reached down taking her hand into mine, leaving the other on her stomach. I looked at her and leaned down, kissing her.

"Promise me something." I said as I broke the kiss.

"What?" she said with a sigh, then a smile.

"Promise me that you're going home with me when you get out of here." She smiled.

"I promise." she chuckled.

"I realized that it's hard without you there. I know now that I can't live without you, without being miserable, every second. You're my lifeline and I know that now." She gave me a smile.

"I did that just so you would see that I am there to love you and I always have been. It's what
I'm here to do. I'm not against you being sick."

Shit! She said it. I know I'm sick and there's not a damned thing that I can do about it. It scared the hell out of me, more now, since we had a little on on the way.

"I want you to know that I'm here for you through anything, no matter what." she finished. I smiled.

I knew that she was just trying to help and that I needed to accept that fact that I was gonna need that from her. I was gonna need her more than ever now. I knew that there were gonna be times when I needed her that I never needed her before, and I knew that I was gonna feel selfish when the baby came. I would feel like I was taking time away from him or her.

"I know, babe." I stated. "You love me and you were just trying to show me that and all that I could think about was the fact that I was sick. That's what angered me, I guess." She chuckled.

"I know that's what it was." she said with a smirk. "You've always been the one to push through whatever and make a believer out of people that doubted you. Just like when you were 3 when you have your meningitis. They told you that you would be in a wheelchair by the age of 25, and look at you now." I smiled.

"Yeah."

"I think that it's time that you come to face the fact that Zachary James Baker is not invincible."

I couldn't help but smile at the statement. I knew that she was right. I wasn't invincible. I knew that there were things that were gonna hurt me and I wasn't untouchable. No matter how much I liked to think that I was. I looked at her; my hand still laying on her stomach. I allowed a smile to escape my lips, and I knew at that moment that my life was about to change, and that was the greatest feeling in the world.