Stinson shrugs. He could tell that it would be a big deal eventually. How could they be together if there was a gap between him and her family. "I'll do it. I'm sure I can battle through it...for you guys. You and Luca I mean." He looks up when she heads to the bedroom. It was a hard thing to think about at the moment. He didn't want another kid. If nothing else it would be a stress on them both that he wasn't their still new relationship could handle. Not yet anyway. He sighs and stands up when he sees her walking into the bathroom. He follows her and sits on the edge of the bath and looks over at her. "I'll still be here...if we are...you know," he says quietly, trying to reassure her.

"If nothing else, I should do it for Luca anyway. I can't imagine it would be fun having his dad and his grandparents not on speaking terms." He smiles softly before he politely looks away when she goes to pee on the pregnancy test. "No problem. I mean it as well." And he did. She might have worried that he would leave, but Bianca meant a lot to Stinson already, and there was no way he would walk out on her and Luca like that. He looks around at her, feeling bad. He knew it was all his own fault. He should never have had sex with her without taking the precautions. He was old enough and mature enough to know that, and he should never have got carried away.

Stinson watches Bianca as she sets the pregnancy test down. He sighs and reaches out to her, holding her hands in his as they wait for it to tell them the result. "Longest 5 minutes of our lives right?" He laughs a little along with her and tries to smile at her. "Bianca, you're shaking," he says to her. "Come and sit beside me." He pats the edge of the bath beside him. He didn't want her to worry. If they had got her pregnant, then there was nothing they could do, and his dad always taught him that you can either deal with problems or you can't, and if you can't then you carry on.

Stinson wraps his arm around Bianca and pulls her close to him as he tries to reassure her that things will be OK. He kisses her on the cheek. "Don't worry so much, B," he says to her with a little smile. Inside he was terrified, but he wanted to seem strong and confident for her sake to make her feel less scared. "Of course I can check it, of course." He sighs and stands up, drying his palms on his trousers. His hands were sweating from nerves as he walks towards the counter and the test.

Stinson gets a little surprised when she tells him to stop. He turns back around and look at her. "What....? Well...we need to know now. It's OK Bianca. I know you're scared." He smiles at her and when she stands her holds her hand, trying to give her a little bit of strength and belief. He can feel his heart beat faster as Stinson turns and looks at the little window on the stick. He carefully checks the back of the box to see what it means before slowly turning to her. "We....we're....not pregnant!" He smiles and hugs her. "All that worry about nothing babe. We're gonna be alright."

Stinson smiles when he sees how happy Bianca is at the result. Through it all, the fact she was sad and scared was the worst part for him. He hugs her, lifting her up a little and kisses her. "Close call, babe. I think we got a free pass there. Better be careful now. I don't think we'll be so lucky again." He smiles at her. "All the time? Do I have to wear them all the time though? Honestly I think we'll be fine if I just wear them during sex." He laughs, his sense of humour coming back now that they were no longer worried about what had happened.

Stinson smiles at how happy she seems. "Relieved much, Bianca?" he teases with a little wink as he hugs her back tightly. "I'll bulk order a big box of them for us," he says with a little chuckle. "I know. Me either. We're still trying to get used to all this change. I don't think another kid would have been good for you, me or Luca." He laughs hard. "Yeah...I don't think I need to be giving your parents yet more reasons to hate me. I'll keep my lips zipped. I can only assume your parents are good with the lectures?"

Stinson laughs. "I got your back on that one. Maybe in a few years or so." He winks at her and looks at her when she loosens her grip. "Awwwww you put things in such a lovely and sweet way, Bianca," he jokes, leaning forward to kiss her. He nods as he listens to her talk about her family. "I want tips on how to make them like me. Should I wear an Italy shirt and talk about pasta?" He laughs and then holds her hand, walking back into the living room. He lifts his glass in the air as if to offer a toast. "To empty wombs," he says before laughing.

Stinson smirks. "Alright then. I'll need to suit up. I don't feel comfortable if I don't have a suit on when I'm meeting people." He chuckles but then his face gets a serious look when she says she loved him. "Ummm....wow...really?" he asks. He wasn't sure what to say. It was really out of the blue, and he had no idea she felt so seriously about him. He hoped she was only joking.

Stinson looks concerned. He hadn't any clue that she felt like that, and he knew that she was lying to try to cover up right now. He shakes his head. "No....you haven't even had any wine yet." He narrows his eyes a little. He just wanted to know what she meant, nothing more. He sighs. "Just tell me the truth Bianca...what did you mean?"