"I don't know...we should...commemorate this, somehow. I think we're out of wine, though, and-..." She laughs again, a little, hand over her stomach. "I don't really think I could handle food right now." Really, now that she's stopping to take a breath or two, she's shaking. Adrenaline, disbelief, happiness. A million other things and suddenly staying upright is the last thing on her mind. She plops back down onto the couch, still grinning, still shaking. "I love you too, Noah. I know you've...you've always been my most unwavering supporter and I can't thank you enough for that."

There's gotta be some way we can celebrate and...I don't know, preserve this." Preserve. Mindless of her weak joints and accelerated heartbeat, she stands and takes his hand, pulling him into the bedroom. "Where'd you put the video camera?"