“Lucky I wasn’t thinking about that, then.” The truth was he came here to take a night off, though he wasn’t admitting it out loud. He hated doing that, but he’d been hit pretty hard the night before, and barely got any sleep after getting home. So it couldn’t hurt to spend one whole night with his girlfriend.

“Tonight I was thinking we could just order a pizza and lay in bed all night.”

“ .. No.”  She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, her gaze locked on a point somewhere to Matt’s left.  “Why? would it matter if I was?”

Matt took a deep breath as he heard her walking into the apartment. Of course, he wasn’t doing this right now, but it didn’t mean that feeling in the pit of his stomach wasn’t there. It had been there since he decided he was going to propose and he doubted it would go anywhere until Felicity said yes-- or no, but he was forcing himself to not think about that for now.

“Hey...” He smiled, getting up from the couch as Grace crawled towards her mom. As worried as he was, he could forget about it for a few minutes, he did miss her, after all-- and mostly worried about how she was doing in the middle of all of that, too. “How did saving the world go?”

“Good.. how many of these do we have left?” He asked, letting her guide his hands to the next branch. Not that he was looking foward for this to end, he was actually glad Felicity convinced him to help with putting up the tree.

It wasn’t that Matt was ignoring her calls. Honestly, he barely even had the time to check his phone for the whole night, and he was already on his way home by the time he did, so there was no point in calling back. Whatever it was Felicity needed to talk to him about, he’d probably kill him for not answering the phone before actually getting to it.

He all but ran into their apartment  “Hey! I’m sorry, I... I couldn’t answer my phone earlier. I didn’t mean to--” He froze as he reached the living room, a frown on his face; something was wrong. Grace wasn’t there, and Felicity had been crying. No, this couldn’t be happening. “What happened? Where... where’s Grace?”

He should go. He hated hospitals, he just couldn’t stand the smell and that would’ve been bad enough if, on the top of that, he wasn’t in love with the woman he was currently holding in his arms. The one who he’d known since he was a kid and wasted years thinking nothing more of her other than his best friend. And then spent way too long denying how he truly felt about her. But, even if he wasn’t willing to admit that, he still loved her. But that wasn’t his main concern at the moment.

“No, it’s fine. I’ll stay. I don’t want you to be alone.” Sure, she was pregnant; the baby could come any second, of course he wouldn’t want her to be alone. But that was the only reason why; this had to be the only reson why. She was his friend -- his pregnant friend. She wasn’t his girlfriend, Amy wasn’t his daughter. He was trying extra hard to keep that in mind at the moment. “Try to get some sleep. It’ll be good for both of you. I’ll be right here if you need me, okay?”