HALFWAY

Revelation

"I didn't mean it, okay!" I yelled from across the room. It had been four days since we had been to the scan, the scan of which Brian had found out the sex of the baby, making the last two days consist of me now wanting to know, but Brian refusing to tell.

"You were so adamant on it being a secret, I know that if I tell you, you'll somehow turn it around and get mad at me for telling you" Brian now walked into the living room and sat down beside me on the couch.

"I will not!" I pleaded at this point. It was driving me crazy that he knew, and I didn't. I thought I could handle not knowing, and maybe I could have if I knew that he didn't know, but I now knew that the answer was sat right beside me, and the last 48 hours of trying to squeeze out the answer had been a lot harder than I had anticipated. "Don't you love me?" I pouted, figuring that I hadn't tried the guilt trip approach just yet. An approach the had failed quicker than all of the others when he started laughing.

"Give up, babe." He shook his head. "I'm not budging." His answer leaving me to sulk at the edge of the chair. "And that definitely won't work." he turned his head to look at me, poking my pouted lip with his finger.

"So what will, then?"

"When this thing falls outta ya." he chuckled as he got up. "I'm gonna go to my friends real quick. I left something at his last night filming a pod."

"Do you want me to com.."

"No." Brian instantly cut me off. "I mean.. You won't want to..You won't have fun, I'm not staying." he stuttered as he threw out multiple different answers in the space of a few seconds.

"Okay.." I raised my eyebrow, letting him know that I was definitely suspicious of the way that he was acting.

"I'll see you in a bit, alright?" he leant down to kiss me, but I turned my head so that he kissed my cheek instead. The universal signal that showed him I was not playing around, and he shouldn't either. "Okay.. You be that way." he leant back, pulling my car keys from the coffee table. I now instantly regretted letting him use my car when he was staying in L.A., because now he was about to go out there and do only God knows what.

Before I knew it, I was waking up on the same couch. The room had darkened slightly, yet the dim lighting of the TV filled the room with enough light to see a bunch of roses laid out on the coffee table. As I leant forward to pick them up, something fell from the couch. I looked towards my feet, noticing a small teddy bear now laid on its side.

I picked up the soft toy and made my way out of the living room, greeted with the smells of food and the sound of Brian rummaging around in the kitchen. I had to hand it to him, his cooking was amazing. It was one of life's biggest surprises, you know, behind me being pregnant with his child.

"So you are alive them." Brian smirked at me, as he shook the frying pan on the stove.

"Just about." I yawned, completely used to falling asleep at random points and places. The part of pregnancy that I didn't mind was the napping. Although the constant tiredness I could do without. "What's this?" I pulled the bear out from behind my back, watching him smile as he looked at me, and then at the bear.

"It's a teddy." he said, matter-of-factly, like I actually didn't know the answer. "Did you like the flowers, too?"

"Yes. Thank you baby." I walked over to him, wrapping my arms around him and resting the side of my face against his torso. "I'm just confused about the bear." I said, remembering a conversation that we had once had many moons ago, where he specifically mentioned that the thought of buying flowers, chocolates, or soft toys was too corny and that he would apparently never be that boyfriend. Yet, he somewhat changed his mind on the flowers as I had received a few bouquets here and there. But I was certain that buying them pained him inside.

"Do I have to have a reason to buy my girlfriend gifts?" he looked down at me, tucking my hair behind my ears.

"Well... it is you... so, yes. If you want sex, all you have to do is ask." I replied.

"Oh I know, I heard you at the doctors appointment, remember?" he chuckled slightly. The embarrassment of that day flooding back to me, causing me to bury my face into his chest, Brian now laughing heavier.

"I'm not sure what I'm going to do when you go out of town, you know."

"It's that bad?" he slowly pulled away from the hug.

"Holy.. You have no idea." the only logical sounding answer to his question. My hormones were raging at this moment, and the need for sex was quite high on my list. Not to Q's disappointment at all.

"I think you just need to look a little harder into it." Q said.

"Wanting sex?"

"No, the gift." he replied. "The sex thing can be sorted out."

"Ugh, why must you make me think? My body is already going into overdrive forming your child."

"Shit, my bad, it's all my fault." Q joked, as he started to dish out the dinner onto two plates. "Here, take this and shut up." he laughed, handing me a plate full of delicious smelling homemade pasta.

Once dinner had been devoured, and we both perched full bellied on the couch, my mind turned to this stupid teddy bear once more.

"What do you mean 'look into it a little harder'?" I said, squeezing the softness between my hands. Q slid closer to me, looking down at the bear also.

"Seriously?"

"Seriously!" I replied.

"Well, about the bear is more of the case."

"....Okay what the fuck is that supposed to mean."

"Describe the bear to me." Q grabbed the bear, now holding it up in front of my face.

"It's eyes aren't level. It has cute ears. It's blue." Brian's eyes lit up at that point, like I had finally clicked onto something. "It's b..lue..? is that it?"

"And blue means..." he ushered his hands to keep me going.

"...I.. don't know...?" I replied, and he instantly threw his body back against the back of the couch in frustration.

"For a smart girl, this is painful for me. Blue is the universal color for what? If you're having a baby, what does blue mean?"

Which is when the penny had finally dropped.

"We're having a boy?!" I squealed, completely not assuming that this gift had anything to do with our babys sex considering how adamant Q had been on not telling me. "We're having a boy!" I squealed once more as I threw my arms around him, him letting out a huge sigh of relief after I had completely frustrated the hell out of him with my baby brain.

"My guess is you're happy with that answer?" he smiled as I pulled away from the hug.

"I'm ecstatic!" pretty sure that I was smiling from ear to ear, as was Q. "Aw, a little baby Q." I said, for some reason squishing his nose as I said it.

"Yup, a little baby Q." he smirked back.