He was still somewhat in that removed state, back when the RepAct was being introduced and hammered out. Back in that time of thinking none of this wo...ld ever really happen, though his mind also knew that it would."It’s ok," he told her and opened the box. She approached and they both looked inside. Nestled in a soft foam formed base, was a bottle of some sort of liquid, several metal rings, a loosely metal woven tube, and a small square that looked electronic and had a plug of some sort. The. ’ ‘Yes we were, Harry, God… I don’t know how to tell you this. Harry I’m pregnant!’ ‘You’re pregnant, why that’s wonderful, amazing, but how? I mean I know how, but how?’ ‘I don’t know, I mean I thought my periods were finished, or finishing, I was post-menopausal, well at least I thought I was. I was concerned at the weight gain and the funny feelings, then I was sick, every morning, never happened with Lizzie.’ ‘Have you seen a doctor, can Hamish you know check…’ ‘I’ve seen Hamish, I’ve had. He had at least five days worth of growth to his beard making him look as unhealthy as the house. Yahoo always hated going into the farmhouse, the fear of the floor someday giving out under him kept him from staying long. “Shit you came early,” Frank said dropping onto a torn and taped couch in the living room and tossing the baseball bat aside. The walls were painted an off white color decades ago, and Yahoo guessed that was the last time they were washed too. The floor creaked and groaned. “You seem ... happier in your own skin now, if that makes sense.”“I am,” she replied, giving him an appreciative smile. “My parents weren’t wrong about everything. I discovered a new part of myself out there, I learned how to take care of myself, how to be self-sufficient.”“Yeah, it doesn’t look like you need me to scare off bullies for you anymore,” Jamie mused as he looked her up and down pointedly. She laughed, reaching across the table to ruffle his hair again, Jamie struggling to.