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For the past two months I had been sick the slightest scents made me vomit. Kurts cologne, Krist's lasagna, and Dave's car fresheners. I trudged downstairs to Kurt who was having his morning coffee, "Kurt, I think I'm pregnant." I said firmly. He looked up at me with a confused smile, "What?" He said with a nervous chuckle. "I think I'm pregnant." I repeated. He stood up, "Really?" He asked trying to stay calm. The excitment shone through in his steel blue eyes. "Yeah." I said. He quickly grabbed me and pulled me into his arms, "Oh Molly." He said sounding as of he was choking back tears, "I sure hope so." I squeezed him back and smiled, "Me too."