"I'm fine," she said, her voice still a little weak. "I haven't been eating because looking at food makes me sick...and I'm probably dehydrated too. I've only ever done this once before." She took his hand. "Barry, I'm really pregnant. We're having a baby." There was a note of wonder in her voice as if she couldn't quite believe it was true but it was.
She hadn't said anything to anyone other than Pepper about the possibility though of course Barry knew. As much as she knew that Arva would grant their request, the nurse in her had to have concrete proof. This was it.