Will Truman walked into the Walker penthouse, briefcase in hand, and headed straight to the library where he knew he would find Karen. Walking in, he found her exactly where he thought he would. She was sitting on one of the large overstuffed chairs near the fireplace with a book in hand.

"Look Karen, I don't have time for any of your childish games today, so could you please just sign these papers for Walker, Inc? I have a very busy day and I need to get to the office."

"Sure, honey." She answered, coughing into her hand and placing her book facedown on the side table. Sitting straight up in her chair, she took his pen and signed her name with a flourish. Then, without a moment's hesitation, she slumped back to her original position: leaning to one side, knees curled up to her chest and shivering underneath the heavy blanket draped over her.

"Thank you." Will turned to leave the manse, papers in hand, when he turned back and looked at Karen. "Are you feeling alright, Karen?"

"Hmm? Oh yeah, honey. I'm fine. It's just really cold in here." She responded, closing her eyes and leaning her head back.

Will regarded her with a quizzical look. She was wrapped up in a heavy blanket, in front of the roaring fireplace, wearing flannel pajamas and wearing no makeup at all. He'd never expected to see Karen Walker looking so casual. Will had on a simple cotton dress shirt and was nearly sweating through it from the heat.

He placed his briefcase down on the table and walked over to her, putting his palm against her cheek. Burning hot. Karen opened her eyes slowly and looked up at him.

"Wilma, what are you doing?"

"Karen, it's not cold in here, you're burning up. C'mon, let's get you to bed."

She shook her head. "I'm fine where I am, honey. Thank you, though."

"Alright, but at least let me take your temperature to make sure it's nothing too serious?"

Karen sighed. She knew he wouldn't leave her alone until she caved. "Fine."

Will returned several minutes later with some over-the-counter medications and a thermometer. Karen opened her mouth and allowed Will to take her temperature as she looked over the medicine bottles.

"101.3. Karen, come on. Let's get you some of this medicine and put you to bed."

"Alright, Wilma. I get it….you just want to get me into bed." She said, raising her eyebrows seductively. "But let me just remind you, I'm married and you're gay."

"Karen, I'm not trying to seduce you. I'm just trying to make you feel better." He said, reaching for one of the orange bottles of medication. "Here, take this." He said, handing the liquid to Karen.

Karen looked at the bottle and shook her head. "No, honey. I can't take that one." She handed the bottle back to him and relaxed into her chair.

"What? Why not?" Will asked her, looking at the bottle. It wasn't expired. Karen wasn't allergic to it, or else it wouldn't have been in her medicine cabinet. The only thing Will could see on it was a label warning pregnant women against using it. Will shrugged and placed the bottle back down.

"Okay, come on. Let's go." He reached for her hand and began to pull her up into a standing position.

"Will, I feel like I ought to tell you something." She wavered on her feet for a moment before latching onto Will's arm to steady herself.

"You okay?"

Karen nodded and looked up at him. "Just got a little dizzy, that's all." She answered as her eyes slipped shut and her body slumped next to Will. Will's reflexes kicked in immediately, wrapping his arms tightly around her waist and lifting her into his arms.

He carried her into her bedroom and laid her down on the bed. Walking out into the hallway, he reached into his pocket and procured his cell phone, calling his office and canceling the meetings he had scheduled for the day. He sat down on the edge of her bed and tucked several loose strands of hair behind her ear. As he sat there, he thought to himself. What was it that Karen had to tell him? And why wouldn't she take that medicine?

He didn't have to wait long for an answer. Karen's eyelids fluttered open and she looked at him.

"What happened?" she asked in a low voice.

"You blacked out in the library, so I carried you in here."

"Oh." She answered bluntly, closing her eyes.

"Karen? Can I ask you something? Why wouldn't you take that medicine?"

She opened her eyes and fiddled with the corner of her comforter. "Promise you won't tell anyone?" she asked, looking up at him for an answer. As he nodded his head, she sighed.

"I'm ---"

"Pregnant." They said in unison.