Five months later…

Sheldon was standing outside of the concert hall where he was to meet Jazelle. They were supposed to see a friend of hers perform. She was twenty minutes late and Sheldon was starting to get concerned. Most of the people were inside, except for a few who were late and rushing in the door. His phone rang in his pocket and he pulled it out. The caller ID showed a number he didn't recognize.

"Dr. Hawkes, I'm calling from St. Luke's Hospital. I have a patient here named Jazelle Clark. She gave us your name as next of kin," the woman on the line told him.

"Oh my god, is she ok?" Sheldon asked as he started away from Lincoln Center and to the curb to get a cab.

"She's alright. We need someone to be here with her."

"I'm on my way right now."

When he got to the hospital he ran inside the ER and asked the woman at the desk for Jazelle's room. She told him she had been moved to the ICU and told him where to go. As he got to the floor he asked the receptionist what room Jazelle was in and the nurse told him she was having some tests done. Sheldon took a seat in the waiting area as the nurse instructed. He put his head in his hands for a second then took in his surroundings. He noticed Mac and Danny standing in the corridor. He got up from his seat.

"What are you guys doing here?" he asked as he approached his colleagues.

"We're waiting to get word on a victim. What are you doing here?" Danny replied.

"Jazelle, she's been in an accident. I'm waiting to hear from the doctor." Sheldon ran a hand across the side of his face then down the back of his head.

"Jazelle? What happened?"

He shook his head. "I have no idea. I was waiting for her at Lincoln Center to see a concert and then I got a call that she was here."

Danny looked at Mac with a confused look. "Is it possible that Jazelle is our vic?" Danny asked Mac.

"It's possible. I didn't get a good look before they put her in the ambulance."

"What do you mean, vic?" Sheldon interrupted their conversation.

"We got called to a scene at Broadway and 49th and the cab driver was shot and there was a woman in the backseat that was brought here. A car hit them on the right side of the cab, and we believe the driver of that car shot the cab driver," Mac explained.

"It can't be a coincidence."

A doctor approached the three of them. "Jazelle Clark?" he asked them.

"I'm her boyfriend," Sheldon spoke up.

"I'm Detective Taylor, this is Detective Messer we're investigating the accident."

"Miss Clark sustained a good amount of injuries from the accident," he flipped up the pages of her file. "Her right fibula and tibia were broken, as well as a fractured hip bone. Her right elbow was dislocated. We had to do an ultrasound, and unfortunately she lost the baby," he looked at Sheldon. "I'm sorry. She's awake if you would like to speak with her."

Sheldon felt faint. He fell onto the bench in the corridor and stared at the floor. Did he say baby? he asked himself. Jazelle hadn't said anything about a baby. "Wait, doctor," Sheldon called out and the doctor stopped. "How far along was she?"

"Six weeks," the doctor replied and continued down the hallway.

Sheldon was starting to feel sick. "Six weeks," he whispered.

Danny put a hand on Sheldon's back. "I'm sorry, man."

"I didn't even know. She never said anything about it. I can't believe she was going to have…now…"

"There's nothing you could've done differently to prevent this," Mac stated.

Sheldon looked up at the wall across from him. "I need to be with her." He sniffed back the tears and started down the hall.

Sheldon tapped on the door as he entered the room. Jazelle's eyes were closed. He came close to her bed and she opened them slowly. She took one look at him and turned her head the other way.

"Hey, beautiful," he greeted softly. He noticed the tears in her eyes and sat in the chair by the bed. "How are you feeling?" Again, no response. "Please, Jazelle, look at me."

"I can't," she whispered.

"Why?"

"I'm ashamed."

"Of what, babe?" he put his hand on hers.

She turned her head to look at him. The tears were streaming down her face and onto the pillow. "I should've told you, and I'm so sorry." She burst into sobs.

Sheldon reached his arm over her and put his head against hers as she cried. "It's ok, I promise. I love you, and there will be plenty of time for babies." He kissed her lips softly.

"I was going to tell you tonight, after the concert, but…"

"You're gonna get through this, and down the road babies will come, ok?"

"I love you."

"I love you, too." He kissed her again then put his hand on the side of her face and rubbed her cheek with his thumb.