There was a time in Felicity’s life where Maury Povich was a guilty pleasure. Those infamous episodes of women demanding DNA tests to figure out who the father of their baby was, were people Felicity enjoyed mocking. Because God has a sense of humor, she was pregnant with a baby who was respectfully a bastard child.

“You know?” Felicity asked. “Did you get a DNA test?”

Levi looked at her, “I um…I wanted to know because your food cravings ...