Terry met Alice at a church mixer. He wasn't an avid church goer but his Grandmother who took him in after the death of his parents was. She told him to get out there, meet people his own age. Have fun. Stop worrying about her all the time and start worrying about himself.

So he did. And he met Alice. And they fell in love.

A year after their marriage, still without child they went to see a specialist.

"You're barren." the doctor explained. Alice cried and Terry comforted her in his usual restrained fashion.

So they looked into adopting. Unfortunately with his job as night security and her being an out of work flight mechanic they simply didn't fit the bill. So they explored other options.

As Alice pulled the topee stocking over her slender face Terry began to worry this may have been a bad idea. He thought he could see unwavering determination in her eyes but he was probably imagining it because there's no way he could even see her eyes through the sunglasses. Raybans. A "#3" decal on the neon green frames.

His nerves began to waver a tad as they pulled into the driveway of St. Jude's Mercy. They hadn't thought this through. There would be cops in there. Walking in with women's leg garments on their faces would get them arrested before they managed to get through the front door.

Alice realized this as well it seems. She pulled the stocking from her head and exclaimed "Hit me."

"W-What?" Terry stammered.

"Hit me in the face, quick." Alice responded urgently.

"Why..why would...why..."

"We need a reason to be in there hit me in the fucking face you faggot ass pussy, you needle dicked grandma fuc..."

It felt good. For Terry at least. He worried for a moment that maybe they didn't have a healthy relationship, maybe he should have played the field more. He got over it as he helped Alice through the door to the elevator, stopping to check the directory on the way.

"Nursery, 9th floor." Alice said as she pressed the button, gingerly dabbing at her tender right eye.

Terry considered the fact that no one had paid them any mind whatsoever and wondered if he had needed to hit her. If anything it was better than the stockings.

The doors opened and they started down the corridors. After what seemed an eternity but was probably not more than about 3 or 4 minutes they found the nursery. They found Able. They had decided on the name beforehand. Terry was sure it was normally spelled Abel but Alice made him spellcheck it on the MS Word and they found it was actually Able.

They had originally intended to choose carefully but there was only one baby there so they just took that one. They loved Able immediately.

They made their way out of the hospital with their stolen Able, Terry noting that this was almost absurdly easy and decided that he was happy they didn't have to leave their baby in that nursery.

"There are crazy people out there." He muttered under his breath as he googled the number for the Sears Photo Center on his cell phone.