[[Closed for @sinfullymaderp for liking my starter call from forever ago.]]

All three of the munchkins were with a babysitter, giving Cain and Amelia a free night, even though Amelia kept nervously checking her phone every five minutes to make sure there wasn't a text message from Sam with something bad happening to the children. It was her first night completely away from her newborn, so she was extra anxious.

[Closed with @sinfullymaderp ]

Another morning, another bout of morning sickness. Another morning also meant getting Tommy ready now that school had started up again and getting Victoria ready for daycare (she was really becoming a social butterfly over there, from what the caregivers were saying). Amelia was now seven months pregnant, the start of the last trimester, and she was...nervous. Excited but very nervous. Cain had been staying at home more as the pregnancy progressed, so it did help calm the brunette somewhat.

[Revolution AU continued from here/Closed with @sinfullymaderp]

sinfullymaderp:

Cain Evans strolled down the mostly empty street hoping not to run into anyone since it was well past curfew and he was on his way to an illegal meeting. He didn’t want to cause any trouble tonight. Turning the corner, he bumped into someone.

Amelia stumbled back a step, having someone bumped into her. “Pardon me,” she apologized, dusting herself off, at first thinking it was just another soldier on patrol, when she noticed...it wasn’t.

[Closed with @sinfullymaderp/Continued from here]

sinfullymaderp:

“Only if you want. I don’t want to come off too strong.” He said quickly. “I don’t want to rub you off.”

[Closed starter with @sinfullymaderp/Continued from here.]

Amelia stepped into the interview room, spotting the soldier. “Lieutenant Evans, I presume? I’m Agent Davidson, nice to meet you,” she introduced herself to him, extending her hand to shake when she paused, noticing his eyes.

They were the prettiest shade of green... Just like...

[Closed with @sinfullymaderp]

Two days before the big day... There was so much work to be done, still. Thankfully, the Evans' were a big help--and thankfully, Amelia and Cain just wanted a small wedding. But between Christmas, wedding planning, meeting his family and friends from Cain's home town, and taking care of the kids, it felt like Amelia barely had a moment to stop and just breathe.

Even less time for her and Cain.

[Cont'd from here.]

@sinfullymaderp: Perking up at her voice “Ams?!” He asked excitedly Coughing through the haze of the medicines Cain sat up a little more trying to stay awake. “This is Cain, Cain Evans. Is this Amelia Davidson?” He asks groggily. “And if not just hang up.” He adds slowly. “If this is Amelia can you come to the VW hospital? I need to talk to you.” He says quickly feeling the meds start to kick up.

Amelia almost dropped her phone. She ignored Cassie's crying, unable to do anything in that moment, frozen in shock. Finally, the agent managed to forced herself to snap out of it. "Who is this really? Is this your idea of a joke? Because this is sick! Impersonating a dead soldier and calling up his fiancée is inhuman!" she snapped into the phone. Tears stung her eyes as she took a breath, awaiting the other person to apologize or hang up.