Camille stood in their kitchen, stirring something. She was now twenty-five. She had a grin plastered on her face, and could not wait for Logan to come home after a long day in the studio. Camille glanced at the clock hanging above her on the wall, knowing that Logan should be coming through the door-
"Hey love," he said, throwing a bag down onto the couch. He walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist, kissing her cheek lightly. She smiled up at him, and kissed his lips.
"How was it?" she asked. Logan striped off his jacket, and hung it up on a hook. He placed himself on the couch near the kitchen.
"Looong," he replied. He yawned. "Gustavo had us do all these harmonies and record for a new album. But I'm here now. How was your day?"
"You know; the usual. Went out with Jo, filmed a few scenes, and, well… took another test…" she said, drifting off.
Logan's attention was brought to the fact that she said 'took another test.' The past few times that she'd 'taken a test' had only resulted in tears and sadness. He hated seeing Camille upset, and when they found out they wouldn't be having a baby, it made Logan sad. Every time they tried to have a baby, there was always a minus sign or a 'NO.' Before he even saw the test, he could tell in Camille's voice the results. This time, however, he couldn't tell by her voice, so he got a little hope.
"Oh?" he asked, a little nervous. While he still had that feeling of hope, he couldn't help but feel anxious and nervous as well. He sat there anxiously, twiddling his thumbs.
Camille sat next to him on the couch, sad face and all. She sighed. Logan's heart started to break inside. He wasn't taking this as a good sign. He prepared himself for Camille crying and for him to be in a funk for the next few days. It was just best to comfort Camille, which would comfort himself.
He put his arm around his wife as she buried her face in his chest. "It's okay," he responded, "it'll happen."
Camille looked up at him with tears in her eyes, and smiled. "Gotcha," she said, giving him the white stick.
"Camille!" he exclaimed, playfully tapping her shoulder, "that wasn't funny!" He examined the little stick that read 'YES.'
"I'm sorry, sweetie," she said, innocently, "I just wanted to surprise you."
"Well, it's a beautiful surprise," Logan said, leaning in for a kiss. Camille kissed him, feeling him smile. She pulled back, grinning.
"We're gonna be parents," she said.
"I'm gonna be a daddy!" he exclaimed.
I don't know, I could just kinda see Logan being a dork about being a daddy. :) And this isn't finished, lol. I think I'll make this a two-shot, with the next part actually being the birth of the baby. :P But tell me what you think. Sorry this was so short. ):