''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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