"Abby do you have a moment?" She smiles at her patient holding up her finger to indicate she'd return in one moment, he smiles in return nodding for her to go. Abby gives Jackson a glare; he knew it would take at least a week to examine all Arkadians that had taken the chip and survived (happily that was 98%) there wasn't time for interruptions and being stolen away for even a moment. He looks away sheepishly before he mouthed sorry. She relaxes a bit…it was Jackson after all she trusted him.
"What is it Jackson?" They had stepped into the room she claimed as her office though it was more fitting as a closet. He is holding in his hand a clipboard with some papers attached. Before he shifts out of her view she spied her name Griffin, Abigail on the top corner. The relaxation feeling seizes. Her test and lab work she too was included in those examinations. With memories being shoddy, pieces missing while under the influence of ALIE it was the safest course. But so far the worst things found included badly healing (or healed) broken bones. Abby knew she didn't suffer any injury such as that. Jackson's face now shifts as well too a deep sadness.
"I'm the only one who knows." She didn't like that beginning.
"Please Jackson. Tell me."
"Abby you're…."
"Jackson please." She repeats reaching over placing a hand on his shoulder. He takes a big breath.
"Abby you're pregnant." With that her knees forget how to work and before Jackson can react she crumbles to the ground sobbing.
"Oh God…Marcus…" She chokes out, pushing away Jackson as he tries to comfort her.
"I'm so sorry Abby."