Anna wanted to, actually. Desperately, because this was ridiculous and she knew she was being stupid and probably more than a bit irrational. She still wondered if this wasn't all hormones and if it was, then it could stop. Because worrying about something that might happen wasn't any help. It wasn't good for her. For Cas or for the baby. She was sure stress wasn't good for the baby.
Anna let him lay the sheet over her, toeing her shoes off as she bit down on her lip. And this was Valentine's Day. It wasn't supposed to be morose and they were supposed to be hearing the baby's heart beat, which was REALLY not supposed to be morose and why was two times two is four sticking in her head?
She nodded slightly, thinking about how to word exactly what she wanted to say. After a moment, she thought maybe. "I'm just worried about. . .well, I'm worried about a lot of things," Anna said, finally. "I'm sure it's all pointless, but all I keep thinking about is what if the city decides to do something awful and we can't protect him or her. Or I don't know, there are things out there that eat children and we can't always stop everything and I just. . ." She shrugged somewhat helplessly. "I'm just scared of trying to raise a baby in this city. There's so much uncertainty. Not that raising one in our world would be any picnic, but. . ."
At least in their world they didn't have to worry about the city suddenly sending one of them away. She woke up at night sometimes just to make sure he was still next to her, that he hadn't vanished sometime in the night. It had happened too many times to too many other people. Not that they could DO anything about it, but still, that wasn't something you should have to worry about all the time.