"Hayden, I am pregnant; you shouldn't stress me," I grumbled when he woke me up early this morning. 

"Baby, come on."

"What is it? Did you even sleep at all?" I asked, after I took one at him, then rubbed off sleep from my eyes. 

"No, I couldn't sleep; now would you listen?"

"What is it?" I said, yawning in between. 

"Here, open it up," he shoved a piece of paper in my face. 

"What is that?" I asked, wondering what it was this time. 

"Your parents, we need to start looking for them as soon as possible," he said, smiling. I was confused at first, wondering why he had...