Evelyn gasped at the sight of the baby that she saw on the Monitor. It was very small, the doctor had to constantly point on it just so they could follow the small dot.
All the doubts that she had about the baby not existing in the first place, a shadow created by Matt to follow by her or the fact that the baby was harmed, all were erased.
"You are pregnant." Salvador whispered, mostly to himself as he kept on staring at the screen.
The Doctor had fallen quiet. Noticing something tense in between the parents, she kept on pointing to the torch from time to time but did not say anything.
"I am." She answered back in Italian. Turning her head at him, Evelyn looked at him in wonder, "can you believe it?"
He opened his mouth, probably to say something negative but then closed it shut. "It's right in front of me Evelyn. How can I not?" He sighed and leaned down to kiss her forehead. "A baby, my love. A baby that we made together."
