''Timmy?''
''Y/n? Are you okay? It's 3 in the morning...''
''I know, I just wanted to hear your voice. I had a bad dream. Never mind, shit, sorry for waking you.''
''No, no it's okay. What did you dream about?''
''I don't know anymore, I just woke up crying and all sweaty so I figured it was a bad dream. When you weren't there when I woke up I just got sad.''
''Two more months, baby. Two more months and I'll be back home. I promise.''
''Okay, Timmy?''
''Yes?''
I'm pregnant.
''I love you.''
''I love you too. You back to sleep, hun. Two more months.''
''Goodnight Timmy.''
''Goodnight Y/n.''
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