Til Death Do Us Part (A Treegan Fanfic)

You're Pre-!

*3 days after the last chapter*

"Morning," said Troian sleepily as she watched her gorgeous boyfriend open his eyes next to her.
"I love waking up to your face..." he whispered as he kissed her. She pulled away. "What? What's wrong?" he asked, concerned.
"I feel a little light-headed..." she turned away, frowning, then sprinting to their en-suite, puking in the toilet.
Keegan ran in after her, rubbing her back. "I'm sorry you're ill, babe,"
"It's okay." She sighed. "Keegan?"
"Yeah?"
"I'm scared..."
"Why?"
"It's just... The last couple of days I've been puking, and I'm late," She explained, biting her lip nervously as she peered at him.
"You might be pregnant?!" She nodded. "B-But we used- oh, sh**, we didn't... Oh god. What are we gonna do?!"
"I... I don't know. Can you pick up a pregnancy test at the store for me?"
"Sure."

After thirty five minutes Keegan came back with a bulky bag. "Alright, I only asked for a pregnancy test!" She laughed. Keegan didn't answer. "Keegs?"
"Open the bag," he said after he'd thrown it on the couch.
Troian picked the bag up and peered inside. All of her favourite foods were in there. Plus a pregnancy test. "Keeeeeeegannnnn!!!"
"What?" he said nonchalantly.
"What is all this?"
"All what?"
"Why'd you buy me all my favourite foods?"
"Pregnant women get cravings, don't they?"
"Aww, you're adorable. I love you babe. But what if I'm not pregnant?"
"Well, you can eat them anyways."
"Okay. Guess it's time to find out if there will be a Baby Bellisario or not."
Troian went into the bathroom and peed on the stick. "Sh*t. Positive." It only just struck to her that she, Troian Avery Bellisario, was having a child with her boyfriend. BOYFRIEND! Oh god, this just makes life even worse, Troian thought. Troian's mother, Deborah Pratt, was extremely anti-bastard and having a grandchild born out of wedlock would certainly put her in an asylum, at least. She didn't know what to do. What if Keegan didn't want to marry her?