This was one of their sensitive spots as a couple. She wanted kids, and he... It wasn't that he didn't like kids. In most cases he didn't, but he was quite sure people were right when they said it was different when it was your own. It was just... Him. As a father. He could scarcely believe at times that he was married. He was still afraid at times that he wasn't going to be good enough as a husband. A father was ever bigger than that. Butting a child to this world, a world he didn't even like half the time, that was huge. It was a responsibility that he was sure he would fail at.

But she did want a child. He knew she did. They didn't talk about it much, but he knew she did. And, that did make him think. But he owed her a real answer one of these days. Someday soon. A yes or a no. It wasn't fair to keep her waiting for something that might not happen. But he didn't have an answer Not yet. Not a definite one.

He turned to her as he rinsed off a plate, handing it to her for drying. "I kind of figured you would be."