Tankdad and Pico!

Chapter 1: Oops.

(Hello! There just isn't enough Tankdad stuff, i love the tankdad au/hc so much, so i'll write it :D)

Tankmans P.O.V

I am walking to Sarah's, my girlfriend, home, or well, what was left of it. It's pretty beat up, but she still lives there. I took a day off, since i just wanted to spend the day with her. We've been dating for a good few months, it's been pretty good.

I walk over to her front door, and knock. knock, knock, knock.
I step back a little bit as the door swings open.

"Hey babe- What's wrong? Did you miss me that much?", I say smirking, trying to lighter the mood, as i see her very angry expression.

"What's wrong? WHATS WRONG? YOU PUT A BABY IN ME, THATS WRONG ASSHOLE!!", Sarah screams into my face.

"I uh, i what? I think i heard you wron-", Sarah slams the door shut in my face. I stand there shocked. i, i got her pregnant? ah fuck.

40 weeks/9 months later

Tankmans P.O.V

I haven't heard from Sarah at all..I last saw her when she told me she was pregnant. I checked back up on her the next day, and she was gone. Her stuff was gone too. I'm worried. I've been looking everywhere, and i can't find her.

I was in my tent with Steve. It was late.

"Capt'n, you alright?", Asks Steve, my best friend, who i may or may not have a small...liking towards.

"I still haven't heard from Sarah. I'm worried.", I reply honestly. Steve still doesn't know Sarah is pregnant. I haven't told anyone. I'm not sure if Sarah would want me to. Regardless, i don't know if she still is pregnant, i don't know if she's already gave birth, if she...Shes fine, she'll show up at some point.

"Oh..Well-", Steve was cut off by the door opening.

"Sorry to interrupt anything, Captain, you have a letter from..Miss Sarah Willows.", I jump up, grabbing the envelope from the soldier as he leaves. "What is it Capt'n?", Asks Steve. "It's from Sarah.", I respond, opening the letter.

There's a note inside, i take it out carefully and read.

Dear John,
Meet me at where we first met, at 09:00am tomorrow, assuming you get this on the 14th of march 20xx. We'll be waiting.
-Sarah.

We'll? Who is she with- Wait. Is our baby born? A small smile appears on my face. I look at the note, reading it again, and again.

"Steve, i'll take a day off tomorrow. You go get some rest. I will too."

"Okay Capt'n! Goodnight!", Steve responds, leaving my tent.

I sigh as i sit down on my bed. Taking my helmet off. I turn off the lantern next to me and lay down. Not bothering to take my gear off i fall asleep. I've had a long day at work, and now i get to look forward to tomorrow.