It was the third time his phone vibrated during his meeting that he politely excused himself. He had ignored her other calls because he knew she was calling about nonsense that didn't matter to him when he was working. He checked to see if she'd left him a voice mail of any sort. Nothing. She wanted his attention. What could possibly be so important that she had to call him during a meeting? She knew days in advance that he'd be busy at this time. Perhaps she was bored and was looking for someone to talk to… Well she was just going to have to deal with it for a few more hours.

Levi shook his head as he slid his phone back into his pocket and went back to his meeting. Unfortunately he'd just missed the end of it, not that he'd minded much. Erwin Smith, his boss had filled him in on all the small details before everyone had even arrived.

As all his fellow coworkers filed out of the room, Levi lingered in his seat and pulled out his phone again.

"We're grabbing lunch, you coming?" asked Mike, his closest friend since high school and his partner in crime.

"Nah, the wife is calling. But if you would have Jenna bring me a coffee that would be super."

"Can do, chief."

Once he was alone he dialed his wife's number and turned on speakerphone. She picked up instantly.

"Leeeeeviiiiii! Levi, Levi, Leviiiii!" she shouted into the receiver.

"Christ, Hanji. Chill out," he chided. "What's going on?"

"Negative!"

"What?"

"My test results, Levi. Keep up. I had my appointment today and the doctor said that my test results came back negative."

"Well that's really good, Hanji."

"You know what this means, don't you?" Before he could answer she went on excitedly. "I could go back to work! I could call up Moblit and let him know that whatever I came down with was just a false alarm and he could help me get my job back."

"Don't you think that you should wait until you're completely better first?"

"Well, yeah… I should. But once I do, we'll be having two paychecks coming in every week again. We can get out of this stuffy apartment and we could live like kings!"

"Hanji, I don't want you to worry about that. We're living quite well with only one paycheck. As nice as it would be to have a little more cash in our pockets, it's not exactly necessary in order for us to live well."

As he finished his sentence he glanced up to look through the glass doors of the meeting room, only to see two of his coworkers having what appeared to be an intense verbal argument. Several other employees were crowded around them.

"Shit. Hanji, I'm gonna have to go. Two idiots are about to fight and I gotta break this up before Smith gets back. Be good and don't give the neighbors a reason to complain. I'll be home around five."

"Okay, Levi. Go knock some heads. Love you!"

"Love you too."

As soon as Levi hung up and slid his phone back into his pocket he got up to break up the would be fight.

"Oi! Dumb asses!" he shouted at the two men bracing themselves for possible flying fists. They both looked like a deer caught in the headlights. "Why do you think this is a good idea?" he asked now, suddenly calm. "I mean, are you two just that stupid?"

"I'm home," Levi called out as he entered their apartment. Hanji stuck her head around the wall of the kitchen and just smiled. Something was up.

"I'm making dinner, you hungry?" she asked as he set his keys on the table.

"A little. How was your day?"

"You know, with the news from the doctor and all."

"Oh, right."

"You're in a bad mood."

"Am not."

"Yes you are, shorty. I can sense it."

"Blow me."

"Maybe tonight, but I'm a bit busy at the moment. Could you mince that piece of garlic for me? I'm about to need it."

Without missing a beat Levi rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands and went to work.

"What are you making anyways?" he asked as he brought the cutting board over to Hanji.

"Red rice, beans, and chile relleno. I thought we could try Mexican tonight."

"Those are fucking huge," said Levi, pointing to the chiles on the plate near the stove. "And why are they black?"

"That's how you make this dish. You roast them until they're black and then you peel the skin from them. Speaking of, I think they're quite cool now, would you mind? Carefully though because they tear easy."

Levi rolled his eyes and began peeling the chiles. They fell into a comfortable silence until dinner was finished.

"What now?" he asked gently. His cold demeanor was beginning to dissipate. Perfect.

"Well a kiss, for starters… Aaaand perhaps a Disney movie marathon tonight? Pleeeeeaaaaase?"

Levi crossed his arms as he leaned against the counter. "One or the other."

"Oh, that's not fair at all!" she complained.

"Life's not fair." There was a ghost of a smirk on his lips.

"What do I have to do to get both?"

"Well I did say 'blow me,' so there's that option."

"I guess I'll have to settle for a kiss then," she said with a smug grin.

Levi pulled her close to him and closed the distance between their lips. It was a small kiss, but no less passionate than one of their more lengthy ones.

After dinner, which Levi had to admit he did enjoy, he granted Hanji's wish of having a Disney movie marathon. They started out with Mulan and when that was finished Levi got up to put on A Bug's Life.

"So, I have a question," said Hanji as she watched Levi put the Mulan disc back into it's case.

"If you ask me one more time if we can watch Cars, I will shove that fucking movie up your ass. It's the stupidest shit I've ever seen and I don't want to suffer through sex listening to you quote a fucking tow truck because you think it's funny and spontaneous. It is not fucking funny. It just kills the mood."

Half way through his rant she was laughing hysterically. "But you laughed at it once!" she managed to utter between her laughter.

"Because I was in disbelief that you actually quoted a fucking talking tow truck during sex."

She took a moment to finish laughing before she continued. "But, really, I have a legitimate question this time."

Levi crossed his arms in response.

"Do you remember that agreement we made like two years ago? About the thing?"

"Hanji, you're going to have to be a bit more specific than that. Explain."

"You know, about us having kids?"

Levi was silent.

"How we weren't exactly going to try for one but we also weren't going to do anything to prevent one either? And that if it happened then that was that?" Hanji was beginning to find it difficult to look at Levi now that she'd finished her question.

"I-I remember," Levi stammered as he sat on the edge of the coffee table. He looked up at her, waiting for her to continue. When she didn't, he felt his mouth go dry. "Hanji?"

"I'm pregnant, Levi." she deadpanned.

His heart was racing. Hanji, pregnant? It was definitely possible. She'd stopped being on the pill months ago when she got sick. And they only used condoms for the first year and a half that they'd been married. After that, they stopped buying them altogether. That was when we made the agreement.

After a silent minute Hanji looked to Levi who appeared to be deep in thought.

"Levi…?"

He looked up.

"Are you upset?" she asked cautiously, hugging a pillow.

"I'm not upset. Just… in shock. Give me a moment here… I have to process this," he said quietly.