Good news! I didn't use protection ma

Tana leaned into him comfortingly as his thoughts flashed to the what ifs for the umpteenth million time since she had told him. This was going to be the longest pregnancy in the history of pregnancies. Rhyme would do his best to keep his head on straight, but he couldn't help but think about the possibility of making it through the end with out Tana or the little ones. He tried to relax himself as his mother and Tana exchanged pleasantries. He lowered himself to the ground, letting Tana rest her head on his shoulder instead of his chest.

He tried not to think about telling his father, Rhyme wasn't ready for that conversation. He had trouble reading and predicting Valentine, but he expected no shortage of grief for the choice in mother of his children. He toyed with the thought of not telling until the pups were old enough to be with out Tana, but the last thing Rhyme wanted was for her to think he was ashamed of her. The opposite was true. She was glowing in her pregnancy, blossoming with her freedom, and almost completely self sufficient with her disabilities. Rhyme was proud of her.