"What now?" Grants face is twisted into curiosity as he watches a very nervous Reyna walk out of the bathroom. Three cardboard boxes in her arms as she reads one, biting her bottom lip.

"We wait." She sighs, eyes looking over the box quickly before answering the rest of his question, "for five minutes."

"Five minutes?" Grant says with a raised brow. "Are you sure you did it right?"

"What? Pee on a stick?" Reyna retorts. "You wanna watch me take another one to make sure?"

Grant face is clearly not amused as his lips pull into a thin line of annoyance.

"Right, sorry." Rey breathes out, realizing that is not the moment for her sarcasm. She instead runs a hand through her hair and walks over towards Grant who is sitting at the foot of her bed with his elbows propped against his legs.

She plops down with her head falling against his shoulder. Grant twisting his head slightly to look down at her impatient expression, bouncing her leg up and down. Without hesitation his hand rests onto her bare thigh, massaging the side of her knee. "Whatever happens we will deal with it. We can tell Carlos and your grandma when they get here in two days, I can move in here if you want. We don't even have to buy tortilla chips... like ever again."

A small smile escapes the brunettes lips, "I might have to cut my hair and ears off because my grandma might just rip those off... pregnant or not."

"So how do you feel about Carla or Carlos? Still not up for it?" Grant jokes, "maybe even baby Rent?"

"A rent baby? Oh my god, that just might make Sasha happy enough not to want to skin you alive and dip you into a lemon juice bath." The girl snorted, chuckling as she watched the look of horror wash over Grants face.

The green eyed boy lifting his head to look at her entirely. "You know what, we aren't letting Sasha or Carlos ever babysit. Like ever, are kid might be like baby Manson."

Rey rolled her eyes, "and your brother? We are gonna let him babysit?"

"Whats wrong with my brother?" Grant asked with a raised brow.

"What's wrong with my family?" Rey countered.

"Touché." Grant shrugged.

"Is this a bad time to say I'm craving a margarita right about now?" She questioned.

"Tell you what, we get out of this alive and depending if we have to wait a few hours or a few months I will buy you a whole nights worth of margaritas." Grant smirked at her.

"I'll take you up on that." She smiled back at him with a wink.

Grant laughed, dying out slowly as his eyes glazed over the brunette who had infiltrated his life in the most fascinating way possible. "You know, whatever happens I want to take you on a date. A real one, something that doesn't end in us naked and possibly baby making."

A giggle escaped the long haired girl as she nodded. "That actually sounds pretty perfect."

Grant found her adorable as her cheeks began to redden and her smile lit up the entirety of her face. He had completely forgotten just what they had even been discussing in the first place because instead he pulled her in for a soft kiss of which she gladly reciprocated.

They pulled apart quickly after, neither realizing that their waiting time was up until the girl caught site of her watch and noticed that time had passed. She cleared her throat, the weight of the situation looming over her head once more. "It's time."

Grants eyes tightened slightly, grasping her palm with his own to show he was ready. Both nodded and stood to walk into the bathroom where the 3 different sticks awaited them.

The couple met eyes, both simultaneously sucking in a fresh breath of air before nodding and walking forward.

They were all negative.

Neither said a thing as they processed the situation. After all those days of pressure, the constant feeling that their lives were about to be tether to one another's for years, that life was going to change forever... it was for nothing.

A slight twinge of disappointed radiated through Rey as she confirmed that it was true, she wasn't pregnant. Despite the fact that she hadn't known Grant for long it was like she was prepared for this next step with him. Like it made sense despite society and everyone else saying it wasn't anything normal.

"Would you be shocked if I said I was disappointed?" Grant interrupted her thoughts.

"What?" Rey whipped her head to look at him. "Seriously?"

Grants eyes were glazed over slightly, shrugging his shoulders as his other grabbed hers. "Yeah. I don't know, I sound like a fucking idiot but... it was just right. Being with you, it sounded perfect. I wanted it."

"We are fucking insane." Rey laughed, realizing that tears were falling down her face. "We barely know each other, two people far too obsessed with their pets and yet here we are ready to have kids. What type of fucked up logic is that?"

"Beats me, all I know is I was ready to jump in that with you as my copilot." Grant answered.

"So what now?" Rey questioned.

"Now, you and I do this right. Get Rent started the right way maybe. Date?" Grant answers, brushing the pad of his thumbs over her soft knuckles.

"Rent?" Rey drifted off the question.

"Oh you now it baby." Grant nods, gripping her waist so he could reach her lips to kiss.

"I could go for that margarita now." Rey spoke as she came down from her adrenaline rush and they parted from the kiss.

"Just hand me the whole fucking bottle that'll do." Grant laughed.