"I don't know if you're going to like it," Abby told him, taking her hand and slipping her smaller fingers in-between his much larger ones. She always loved the way that felt, and it brought a small smile to her lips as she looked at him. "I like it," she said with all sincerity. When she'd found out the news she could hardly wait to tell Connor, but then the world almost ended and she'd had to. When it came down to it her timing had been perfect, and it'd given Connor the strength he'd needed to get himself back home where he belonged! Which was another reason this felt so strange. What if telling Connor now affected future-Connor? Abby would never be able to forgive herself, but she didn't feel she had much of a choice.
Abby's other hand reached for his cheek and she stroked it, smiling her reassurance. "I left out quite a lot, if truth be told, but this is the most important thing," Abby took a deep breath before continuing. "Before you gave me this ring," she said wiggling her finger, "and before I proposed to you, I told you something else. Something bigger, really, and as much as being your wife thrills the life out of me the other thing makes me even happier." Abby pulled his hand gently over her leg, and rested it on her belly, "in my time, you and I are having a baby - well, I'm having it, but you contributed a fair bit too," she was far more nervous telling him this time than the last. If she didn't think the train might capitulate Abby might ask for a life or death situation to make the telling easier, but she persevered. "I found out I was pregnant about a week before I got on the train, but," Abby didn't want Connor to interrupt until she had it all out. "I'm not sure whether I'm still pregnant - I mean, if the baby's inside the me here or the me at home. It's confusing, and I've been stressing out so much about it that I had to tell you."