Callie is based on Y&R's Callie Rogers, as played by Siena Goines, just enough different that she could qualify as an OC!

Month 1 – Finding Out

The bed had grown cold. That's what woke him up in the wee hours. He didn't feel her little stocking-covered feet pressed up against his bare ones; no longer felt the familiar warmth of her lithe body aligned with his as she snuggled her face in the crook of his neck.

"Callie?" He whispered and then wondered why he was whispering. He rolled over and flipped on the bedside lamp, noting that it was only 2:30 a.m.

"Callie, baby?" He called louder. Climbing out of bed, he slung on a pair of jersey shorts and padded down the hall.

He found his wife sitting at the kitchen table, reading Essence magazine, and sipping slowly from a steaming mug. Carter moved to her and pressed a kiss to the top of her head. His hands came to rest on her slender shoulders. "Can't sleep?"

Callie looked up at him, leaning into his touch. "Not a wink."

Carter smiled. "If you're drinking coffee at this hour, that's probably the culprit."

"It's not coffee. Can't have that now," Callie said. She looked at him, smiling at him lazily. "It's peppermint tea. I read that it's good for morning sickness."

Callie said the last part so casually that at first in his sleep-addled brain, Carter didn't even catch the meaning behind her words. Then it dawned on him and he broke into a wide grin. "Did you say you have morning sickness?"

"More like all-night-and-day sickness, but yeah. You don't have to look so happy about that," she said with a teasing smile.

"The hell I ain't going to be happy about it…Callie, are you really –"

"You can say the word," Callie said.

"Pregnant. Baby, are you pregnant?"

Callie nodded and Carter let out a whoop of joy, shooting his fist triumphantly in the air. He then reached for her and peppered her with enthusiastic kisses. She laughed and swatted at him playfully. "You're going to make me lose my tea jostling me that way," she said but she was smiling as widely as he. "You happy, honey?"

"No… I'm thrilled," Carter said and dropped to his knees in front of her, resting his large hands on her still incredibly flat abdomen. "How far along are you? How'd you find out?"

"About three weeks along," Callie replied. "And I had this hunch I was so I went to see my lady doc and he confirmed it. You done good, honey."

"Yes, I did," Carter crowed. "And so did you."

Callie smiled and caressed his early morning stubble. "I was worried; I'll be honest. We've been trying for awhile and nothing was happening and now-"

"Now we're going to be parents," Carter said. "I'm going to be a father." He said it almost dreamily. "Thank you for this, for sharing this gift with me."

"No one else I'd rather," Callie said and moved to kiss him. She slid her arms around his neck as he hugged her slim body to his. He slid his hands underneath her shirt and she laughed before pulling away.

"Oh no, no, no. That's what got me in this position in the first place."

Carter smirked. "C'mon, it's not like we need birth control now."

"No, I'd say this baby is the birth control," Callie said. "But still, I feel gross."

"You don't look it," he said, rubbing light circles on the base of her spine with his fingertips.

"Still, not tonight okay? Riding you might be more than my stomach can take right now."

"You feel that sick?"

"Queasy, a little achy everywhere," Callie said. "Nothing I can't handle."

"Still can't wrap my brain around it … A baby… Amazing."

"Yep," Callie agreed. "Amazing."

"What you need right now, sweetheart?"

"A shoulder massage would be great, some more tea."

Carter nodded. "Coming right up," he said. He rose to his feet and moved for the kitchen. Pausing in the doorway, he looked back at his wife. "A baby."

"A baby," she echoed, smiling every bit as much as him.