Less swooning more lifting

"A baby?" Blake repeated in slight shock and disbelief. "Are you joking?"

"I'm not," Emily refuted. "There really is a baby in there, I heard it myself."

"But why would anyone lock away a baby like this?" Blake questioned.

She shrugged, "How am I supposed to know?"

"Maybe we should ask Hope," Blake suggested already making his way to the door.

Emily grabbed his arm and whisper yelled, "Are you crazy? This is her house, she's most likely in on whatever is going on."

She slowly released him and her eyes traveled the floor as she babbled, "It could be the door to one of those crazy labs we see in movies that bioengineer babies or experiment on them."

Blake burst out in laughter after seeing how serious she was about her speculation. Emily frowned and slapped his arm, "Stop laughing, I'm being serious."

He grinned, "I know, that's why I'm laughing ."