She groans as they start up the path, sweaty hand clamped firmly onto his shoulder. "Raylan," she grits out, half expecting the kid to just fall out at any second. It's not rational, but she's so fucking far from that right now it's ridiculous. Which explains what blurts out of her mouth, next.

"This is a bad time, but I have to tell you something. Before the baby's born, okay? I want us to be a family, like, the whole fucking shebang. I don't know why, but I do."