Sylvie hung up the phone and just sat on the edge of the bed staring at the floor, she couldn't move, she felt like she was going to be sick. Why was this happening? She thought to herself. The door to the small room opened and Matt appeared, the blonde sitting on his bed startled him. "Brett? Are you okay?" he asked as he stepped in front of her noticing she looked pale.
Sylvie snapped her head up and looked at him, she started to cry and shook her head. "No, nothing is okay." She choked out in between sobs. He knelt in front of her to meet her at eye level, "What's wrong?" he was concerned, he had never seen her cry before; she was one of the strongest people he knew and she was sitting on his bed in the middle of a shift balling her eyes out. She continued to just shake her head as she cried, the news she received was completely unbelievable and she was not able to process it especially with him and in the tiny room they were currently in.
"I can't do this right now." She was trying to pull herself together, she wiped her eyes, took a deep breath, and stood to leave, and he followed. "Tell me what's wrong." He grabbed her elbow to stop her from leaving. "I will, just not right now, thanks though for caring." She hugged him and made her escape from the room.
"How was the last call?" Matt asked as he slid into the seat next to Sylvie at the dining table. "It was fine." Sylvie answered flatly without looking at him. Foster was watching the exchange and gave Matt a questioning look. Matt shrugged his shoulders and returned his attention back to Sylvie, "I think we need to talk." Sylvie took another bite of her cereal careful not to make eye contact. "I already told you, we will when I want to." Matt sighed; deciding to give up for the moment he grabbed the cereal box and poured a bowl.
The bells rang and both girls ran for the ambo, it had been a busy day; they were on their fourth call and had barely had time to sit still since the shift had started. "You drive." Sylvie told Foster as they stepped on to the apparatus floor. "What was that between you and Casey?" Foster asked as they made their way toward the call. "Nothing, absolutely nothing." Sylvie wasn't in the mood for a discussion. "It was something, I've never seen you dismiss him like that, is there something going on?" Sylvie shook her head, "Nope." This was none of Fosters business and she would talk to her about it when she was ready.
Foster looked at Sylvie she could tell something was going on but had no idea what. "Okay, but if there is ever something you need to talk about, I'm here for you." She reached over and squeezed her shoulder. "Thank you." Sylvie looked at her and smiled. She was grateful for her friend but knew Emily was not the person she needed at the moment.
Sylvie sat on the bench in front of her locker staring at the picture of her and Gabby, she wished so badly that she was there so she could talk to her and hug her. She felt someone set down next to her and knew without looking who it was. "I miss her too." He said in an almost whisper, his voice breaking the silence. She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly before looking at him, "I got news this morning, I'm fine but I'm confused by it and I'm not ready to talk about it yet." He stared at her a moment and nodded his head. "Maybe I'm the wrong person, maybe you should call her and talk to her about it." He pointed at the picture of her and Gabby. "It's awkward now, you know?" Matt nodded his head and looked at her a moment before standing up. "Yeah it is but don't let me and you get in the way of you and her, she's still your friend."
Sylvie watched him leave wishing she could just talk to him about it but she couldn't bring herself to do it. She knew he would be supportive and would do anything to make her happy, he was a great but she needed a girl friend at the moment and one who was here that she could talk to.
"Can we talk?" Stella opened her eyes and found Sylvie standing above her as she lay in her bed. "Sure, what about?" she asked. "Not right now, after shift, maybe we can get breakfast?" She didn't want to do it in the firehouse where too many prying ears where around and gossip spread like wildfire. "Are you okay?" Stella questioned noticing Sylvie's sad demeanor. "I wish people would stop asking that, I'm fine." She huffed. "Okay, okay, yes, me and you breakfast after shift." Stella agreed not wanting to upset Sylvie anymore than she already clearly was.
Sylvie pulled into the diner behind Stella and parked. She had to will herself out of the car to follow her in, she was a nervous wreck and didn't know if she would be able to get the words out that had been eating away at her all shift. "Something's wrong, I've known you long enough to know that you're not acting like your normal self right now." Stella got straight to the point as they sat down; she wasn't going to dance around it.
Sylvie closed her eyes and took a deep breath trying to steady herself before she opened her eyes and looked at Stella, "You know the physicals we had to do last week? Well, they called yesterday morning and I'm pregnant." Stella gasped, "What?!" she exclaimed. "Shhh, I don't want anyone to know." Sylvie whispered and looked around nervously; she didn't trust anyone not to be around that she may know. "Sylvie, this is great news." Stella was excited but quickly changed her tune when she noticed the sad expression on Sylvie's face. "What's wrong?" Sylvie didn't know how to answer, everything was wrong. "It's just I'm not sure it is a good thing."
"Why wouldn't it be a good thing honey?" Stella had never seen Sylvie so down and she was beginning to get concerned. "I just don't know how to feel right now and I'm not sure what I'm going to do, I know one thing though I really don't want to be a single mom."
"I hate to ask this but who's the father?" Stella couldn't recall her talking about anyone recently. "I screwed up and it really doesn't matter right now, I'll tell him when I'm ready, if there's anything to tell." Stella moved around to Sylvie's side of the table and wrapped her in a hug. "You might have screwed up but that doesn't mean this is a bad thing. You'll be a fantastic mom no matter who the dad is and you have me and the rest of the firehouse here to support you."