They drove in strained silence, Nick looking every so often at Jess out of the corner of his eye. She was leaning her head back on the seat, eyes shut, as though she were trying to fall asleep but couldn't. There was so much that Nick wanted to do and say, but he knew that right now it was in his best interest to leave her alone. She needed to think, and nobody liked to mess with an angry Jess, especially if she were sick.

When they finally got to the flat, Nick helped Jess out of the car slowly and they walked up to their room, not speaking the whole way. Nick opened the door for her slowly.

"Hey Nick, where have you – Oh my God Jess, there you are! How are you, where have you been?!" Schmidt exclaimed, running over to where Jess was coming through the door. She accepted his bear hug, but didn't lift her arms up to embrace him back.

"Jess, we were worried sick!" Cece spoke softly, sensing that something wasn't right. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I just feel really sick all of a sudden. I'm going to go lie down." Jess slowly headed to her room, smiling at Winston since he hadn't gotten to actually welcome her. "Oh, and sorry if I scared you guys," she said, slightly ironically, as she closed the door to her room. They all heard the bolt click, indicating her locking the door.

"Jess never locks the door. Not even after the naked incident all those years ago did she begin to lock. What the hell did you do, Nick?" Cece asked, concern with hints of anger all over her face.

"I found her at the park and apologized, but she just… threw up. Literally, she threw up and then asked if we could come home. She said she wants to talk about it tomorrow." Nick sighed and looked at his feet. All he wanted was for everything to go back the way it was.

"Well, I'm going to go talk to her. You, Nick Miller, are a huge idiot. You better hope she forgives your sorry ass," Cece said exasperatedly, giving Nick a glare.

After Jess locked the door she fell on their bed, crying. She didn't know what was happening – why was she sick, and why was she this emotional? Nick had just given her the best apology she had ever heard, and he didn't do anything, really. If anything, it was her fault. So why couldn't she muster up the courage to say sorry? Why did she run, why was she balling her eyes out now, and why the hell did she throw up at the park? All she wanted to do was sleep for days – and eat pickles – but that would have to wait, as she heard a quiet knock on her door.

"Jess, honey, it's Cece, open up."

Jess reluctantly got off the bed and opened the door, letting Cece walk in and hug her tight.

"I don't know what's wrong," Jess hiccupped, calming her sobs into silent tears. "I shouldn't be this mad at Nick – he really didn't do anything that bad at all! It's all my fault, really. But now all I can think of is food, and all my emotions are mixed up and seem wrong. Cece, what should I do?!" Jess threw her hands up, sick and tired of dealing with everything. She just wanted things to go back to the way they had been before she had been stupid and ran off.

Cece studied her face closely, confusion and anger turning into realization quickly. "Honey," she said slowly. "When was the last time you had your period?"

Jess looked at Cece, confused. Why would she ask something like that? She opened her mouth to say last month, but abruptly closed it. She actually couldn't remember the last time she had her period. The last time she bought tampons was at least 2 months ago…

Jess gasped. "No, no, that can't be right. There's no way." Jess began pacing, running her hands through her hair. "We use protection!"

"Jess, you know that doesn't always work. How long has it been?" Cece was excited, but she didn't let it show.

Jess thought back hard. "February." Cece gasped; it was the end of April.

"How did you not notice for that long?!"

"I don't know! Things were so great and I guess I didn't really think about it! Oh my God, what will Nick think?" Jess was truly freaking out now. They had just had this huge fight – she had suggested a break for crying out loud! What if he didn't want it… what if he didn't want her?

"Nick loves you, Jess." Cece said, rubbing her friends back soothingly. "He will be so excited. You just gotta tell him. You don't have to forgive him because he's an idiot… in fact, you should hold this over his head so that he will feel the need to dote on your every will!" Jess rolled her eyes – now Cece was being ridiculous. Jess inhaled deeply.

"Well, guess I better go out there and tell him now."

"Maybe you guys should get over this whole fight first, hun, then – "

"No, Cece. I can't just keep this kind of thing from him." Jess braced herself, excitement replacing anger, but nerves still persisting. "Let's go."

A/N: Ah! So I definitely didn't plan for this, but then I thought, why not! I wont leave you guys hanging for too long with Nick's response, don't worry :) It's killing me that there's no new episode this week... thanks for all the reviews, they keep me going and make my story better! y'all rock!