Sam had been expecting a hug. A kiss. For Ruby to even drag him across the room to get started on the bag prepping. What he had not expected was to find her standing there before him, blocking the doorway with a stomach that was not supposed to be that big - for fucks sake, he had only seen her less than forty-eight hours ago - and a plea for him to go running out to McDonald's for some french fries. Sam's eyes widened and he froze. Rather than bowing his head to kiss her on the cheek or to greet her in any other way, Sam just stared at her with a shocked look plastered clear across his face. What was she doing? When did he knock her - oh, no, Andrea hadn't been kidding! This was real! This was...
No, this couldn't be real. He was dreaming. It was all a dream. Sam lifted a hand and rubbed at his eyes, shook his head, then looked back down at Ruby and the enormous lump that was her stomach.