There in the middle of an gloomy rain filled stood Lucy barely holding into her umbrella, staring forward at nothing.

A group of her favorite people stood several feet away behind her as they poured dirt over her late son.

She couldn't watch, she said her goodbyes and couldn't keep it together anymore. She was glad it was raining. She could blame her tears on the rain if she had too.

She saw her favorite person, her husband, stand a foot beside her also holding an umbrella staring at nothing

Lucy started to slowly make her way towards Tim's arms and cried wrapped in his arms.

Angela's pov:

After everything was finished I looked up again at the heartbreaking sight of my two best friends going through so much grief.. I feel helpless.

I felt Wesley touch my arm with a saddened face.

Wesley) "You wanna head home?.. Tim already said Lucy and Him needed more time before they were ready for company which I totally understand."

I nodded and we headed for the car

Angela) "That was a beautiful service... "

Wesley) "Yeah... It was." ------------------

A while later

Tim's pov:

We walk over to the fresh grave where they buried the tiniest coffin.. The gravestone that read "Everett Rain Bradford"

Lucy) "I love you Ever.."

I kissed her on the head

Tim) "Let's go home babe.." ------------------

A few weeks later they were starting to feel better but still mourning some.

Lucy, now close to 16 weeks; walked out of their bedroom

Lucy) "Morning babe."

Tim smiled

Tim) "Morning. I love you."

Lucy) "I love you too."

Lucy put her hand on her slowly growing stomach.

Lucy) " I'm so glad Baby B is doing good."

Tim) "Me too."

Tim looked at their 2 most recent pictures on the wall and smiled





I look over at Lucy who's now sitting on the couch and groaning

Tim) "Hey you alright?"

Lucy) "Yeah.... Just morning sickness, hopefully it will calm down in the next couple weeks."

Tim) "Yeah.. I'm assuming you're not up to eating right now?"

Lucy) "No I'm really sorry, I know you had a brunch out planned."

Tim) "No need to apologize."

Lucy's pov:

Tim walks into our bedroom and comes out with a black box with I'm guessing has some kinda of jewelry in it.

Lucy) "..Babe? What's this."

Tim) "It's a gift, I was planning on giving it to you at brunch. So instead I'm giving it to you now. I hope that's okay."

I nod and slowly open the box and see the most beautiful necklace, My jaw drops and it takes me a second to realize it's the one he gave me for Valentine's Day a few years back but slightly upgraded. The one he gave me back then broke recently and I was so sad.

Lucy) "T-Tim...."

I put my hand over the dazzling chains and pendant.

Lucy) "Babe you're gonna make me cry. It's beautiful and way too much!"

Tim shook his head slightly

Tim) "For you. Never"

Lucy) "Thank you Tim... This is so kind. And I don't deserve you. You are so thoughtful!"

I take the necklace out of the package carefully and Tim offers his hand and clasps it behind me as I hold my hair.

I turn my head and kiss him. I smile at him as he rubs my shoulders for a few minutes.

Lucy) "Ahh I'm so glad we have the day off. I'm gonna sleep a good bit of the day"

Tim chuckles

Tim) "Happy Birthday Luce."

Lucy) "Thanks!"

I then head off to sleep and Tim starts to do some laundry ------------------

Lucy's pov:

A few weeks past and I'm now 20 weeks. I cannot believe I'm halfway.

I stand in front of our bedroom mirror a few minutes before Tim gets off work. Today was his first day back but I still needed a little bit more time.

Ugh I need to stop looking in the mirror, I always get so upset. My day of death tattoo, my frizzy hair, my non clear skin, the bump, everything..

Lucy) "Why do I look so bad right noww?"

Tim) "Excuse me?!"

I jump slightly, I didn't even hear Tim come in

Tim) "Luce why would you say something like that? You know it's not true."

Lucy) "I don't know... I've just felt bad lately about my appearance, tattoo and stuff.."

Tim) "Since the first day you walked into roll call I thought you were the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, and you still are and will always be. Believe it, cause it's true and nothing could change that or my love for you Okay? And if you want or feel like getting that tattoo removed we can even go right now. But understand that I loved you before that day, during and after that day. That tattoo should only be looked at as a sign of strength, and even if you remove it you will be even stronger. I love you."

Tim looked me in my eyes

Lucy) "You're so sweet...thank you" ------------------

Lucy's pov:

The next morning after an eventful night I wake up and roll over to bump into Tim.

Lucy) "Oop sorry, I'm not used to being this big."

Tim chuckled

Tim) "You are perfectly fine."

Tim catches me glancing down to my exposed tattoo.

Tim) "Did you think anymore about getting it removed?."

I shrugged

Lucy) "A little. But it's not recommended to do while pregnant so even if I did it would be awhile. I'm slowly leaning more towards getting rid of it. I don't need a physical symbol of my past to remind me how strong am I. Plus it would allow me to avoid all the awkward or hard conversations I'd have to have with our kids anytime they asked about it. I will tell them but only when they're ready. I don't want to lie to them but I don't want to have to tell them the truth if they ask at 2 or 3 years old."

Tim nodded

Tim) "That makes so much sense. Whatever you decide I'll be right here for you and we will make it work either way."

I smiled

As we both get up and start getting dressed and ready for the day.

Lucy) "how about that rain check on brunch from yesterday?"