Not much had changed in the past hour. The loft was still quiet and scary and full of shock and Winston and Schmidt had no idea what to do. They'd just about managed to get Jess to take a nap and for Nick to go camp out in the bathroom. Whatever he'd taken down was bound to come right back up.

"What do we do?" Schmidt whispered, his voice full panic and plea as he and Winston finally began to clear up Jess and Nick's mess after letting the news sink in for a while.

"I don't know, man." Winston sighed, placing Nick's empty beer bottles into a bin bag. "Jess is pregnant."

"How could Jess be carrying the child of a mindless, lazy, messy, carefree simpleton?" Schmidt frowned, staring down at Jess' empty cups.

"I just can't believe this. They're not ready. They've been dating for a month. They're both a complete and emotional mess." Winston stood up straight.

"Nick can't physically wake up before nine o'clock in the morning." Schmidt stated.

"Jess has the whole box set of Sex And The City but only half the box set of F.R.I.E.N.D.S." Winston added.

"Nick doesn't know how to make a salad."

"Jess cries for her stuffed toys because their eyes looks sad."

Then entered a rough, empty and tired-looking Nick, a blanket wrapped around him as he shuffled past his room-mates.

"Hey, man." Winston mumbled, him and Schmidt slowly following Nick into the kitchen. "How you feeling?"

Browsing the fridge for something small to eat that he wouldn't bring back up, Nick honestly didn't know how to answer that. He had no clue as to what or how he was feeling. He just knew one thing.

"I'm terrified."

Schmidt and Winston looked down with pity and sadness as Nick turned back around, closing the fridge door and leaving with three pudding cups.

"Listen, Nick." Schmidt began as he and Winston followed Nick to the sofa before they all sat down.

"I know it's scary. I remember when I thought Cece was pregnant. I was terrified, too. But imagine how awesome this baby will be with an uncle like me." Schmidt tried to joke, but instead received an evil 'what the hell were you thinking' glare from Winston and well, nothing, from Nick.

"I can't look after a baby." Nick mumbled, closing his eyes. "I can barely look after myself."

Looking up, Nick peered over at his bedroom. "I'm so bad, that Jess had to physically decontaminate my room." He sighed.

"What?!" Schmidt exclaimed before jumping up, rushing towards Nick's room. "Wow, it's like a haven in here!"

"First of all; ignore him." Winston gestured to Schmidt, who was enjoying every aspect of Nick's new room. "Secondly; don't put yourself down."

Nick looked up at his room-mate with sad eyes. Winston looked so serious and worried for Nick.

"Did you really think Jess thinks that this relationship is short term? No. She wants to spend her time with you, and that means she's thought about creating a family with you. Maybe not right now, but she probably has." Winston explained. "She chose you."

Swallowing, Nick looked at the coffee table. Winston was right, but that didn't change the fact that Nick was nowhere near ready to have a baby.

"A child. A baby. I can't hold a baby. What if I drop it? Or accidentally throw it out of the window? Or forget to put a lead on it when walking-"

"It's a baby, Nicholas. Not a freaking dog." Schmidt rolled his eyes as he sat back down.

"Oh my god." Nick whispered. "Jess it pregnant." It really wouldn't sink in. Even after spending all night sitting with Jess drinking their sorrows away. He just couldn't get his head around it.

The thought of Jess being just as scared as Nick helped him a little. That showed they were in the same place. They were both in the shallow end of the pool, screaming at the thought of swimming to the deep end.

"I think you need to talk to Jess." Winston whispered. "Wait 'till she wakes up, make her a tea and sit her down. You both need to decide what you're going to do."

"We really do." Jess' voice appeared after Winston, causing the three guys to direct their attention to the hall.

"Jess." Nick stood up automatically, not really knowing why. He studied her red eyes, her messy hair. She too, had brought a blanket out with her and wrapped it around her petite body.

"Okay, Schmidt. Lets go for a walk in the park." Winston stood up, thinking of the first idea that came to mind. He regretted that immediately.

"Yes! You finally agree to my 'park walks once a fortnight' idea!" Schmidt cheered as he jumped up, following Winston towards the door. "We're going to bond so much."

Hearing the door slam, Nick's eyes barely flinched as he focused on Jess. "Tea?"

"Nick, what are we doing?" Jess sighed shakily, letting her shoulders drop.

"What do you mean?" Nick frowned, pushing the blanket off of his body, allowing it to drop on the sofa.

"I'm pregnant. We've created a living thing." Jess reminded him, her sentence slowly turning into sobs.

"Jess, stop." Nick watched her begin to cry, unable to stop the tears from falling himself. "Please." He mumbled through his tears as he rushed towards her.

"We're not ready." Jess sobbed, feeling Nick place his hands on either of her arms, looking into her eyes with blurred vision.

"I know we're not. But, we'll figure this out. We always do." Nick sniffed, not pulling his eyes away from hers. He was right. They would get through this.

Nick moved his hands up and cupped Jess' face, still not breaking their locked gaze. Placing a loving kiss on her forehead, he then pulled her into his chest, wrapping his arms around her.

Jess huddled into Nick, thankful for his warm embrace. She silently took in the scent of his dark shirt. It was moments like this that she really appreciated his comfort.