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Nina's POV

He wasn't there.

He wasn't there.

HE WASN'T THERE.

Where the hell is he?

The baby is freaking kicking, where the hell is he?

"Nina! Where are you?" Fabian called, with a corresponding door slam an hour later.

"Fabian! Get in here now!" I yelled.

"Nina, what happened are you okay?" he asked, seeing me holding my stomach.

"The baby, is kicking." I smiled.

"What?" he breathed out, putting a hand to my stomach as well.

I saw his smile, grow wider with every second.

"One more month Fabian." I said after a while.

"One more month." He repeated.

"I'm not due for a month, I think I can handle a stack of plates."

We sat in bed and I watched Quinn on Glee.

"I agree with her," I said, "Some guys just don't understand that pregnant women aren't completely useless."

"Remember when we were in college Nina?" he asked. But, I didn't answer his question. I was already sleeping.

I walked into a restaurant. An Italian place. With checkerboard table clothes and a sunflower in the middle of the table. Each wall had a big window. I look down and saw my shoes, with a flower on the toe.

Wait, what? Where's my baby bump? How old am I? Why am I carrying my bag that I had for college.

I walked to a table and stared out the window.

I saw a couple. Both with brown hair. Smiling.

Fabian and Joy.

Oh my god.

"Hello, can I take your order?" a man asked.

"Jerome?" I said.

"yes?" he questioned, slightly confused.

I sat up fast. I was on an airplane, Fabian was next to me. I wasn't pregnant. It was all a dream?

We were only coming back from our honeymoon, none of it was real.

I think I'm gonna need a little time before having a baby anyway. I was only 22 after all.

Oh my god, Fabian and Joy. Ugh! Thank the holy lord it was a dream!

Fabian woke up finally and smiled at me.

"Hey," he said.

"Hey," I laughed.

"You live around here," he asked sarcastically.

"No, I live with my husband." I told him, joking as well.

"Well, maybe we should ditch him." Fabian laughed.

"Oh, would you just kiss me already." I sighed, knowing his excuses.

So, he did, very happily I might add.

"What would you say," I started after pulling away, "If I told you, that I had a dream that I was…"

"What?" Fabian said.

"I was pregnant." I closed my eyes tight, afraid of his reaction.

"Do you want to be?" was all he said.

"I don't know." I told him, "I guess I was scared. But, maybe we should wait."

He kissed my forehead.

"I love you." He said.

"I love you more." I smiled.

"Not possible."

Suddenly the plane started to get bumpy. I gripped Fabians arm and held on for dear life. I hated airplanes. Every time turbulence started it made me think the plane was going down and I made me nuts!

Please, tell me if I should continue! I think that this story needs a whole new plotline and I need your help guys! Somebody, anybody, PM me an idea! I promise I will give that person credit for the idea! HELP ME FOR THE SAKE OF THIS STORY!