She looks over at Zoey, as they approach the entrance of the hospital. Jackie wears her messenger bag across her midsection. Zoey makes eye contact as they grow closer to the door.
"Are you nervous?"
"I can't have drugs, or alcohol, and I am about to go into the hospital and..."
Zoey cuts her off, "You couldn't have them before either," she reminds her.
"I shouldn't. I could have if I wanted to. Now I can't."
"You still can, but..."
Jackie cuts her off, as they stop in front of the door, "I'll be in shortly."
"You're coming."
Jackie shakes her head, "I don't think that I can do this."
"You can, you just don't want to."
"True."
"Suck it up," Zoey insists, as she holds the door open.
Jackie steps into the hospital. Zoey follows close behind her, to keep her from going off the designated path. They manage to make it to the nurse's station. Jackie takes a seat in her chair, but she doesn't take off the bag.
"Jackie, put the bag under the desk," Zoey instructs.
Jackie shoots her a look, and lifts the strap off her shoulder. She slides the bag off, and pushes it under the table.
"I want to go home."
"You love work, besides you'll be fine."
"I don't want to do this."
"It's a little late now."
"Zoey I can't do this."
"You don't have a choice."
"But I didn't tell..."
Zoey cuts her off, "I know. He's not here anymore. You can tell him later."
"What if I don't want to tell him, at all?"
"I think that he'll find out, don't you?"
"Maybe not."
Before Zoey can respond paramedics come through the door. Jackie vacates her seat, without a second thought. She leaves the nurse's station, with Zoey, and joins the paramedics in trauma two. Less than two minutes later Thor joins two more paramedics in the next bay with another trauma victim. He is too focused on his trauma to notice Jackie.
Eventually they finish, and return to the nurse's station. Jackie stands in front of the counter, writing on a chart. She finishes, and tosses it in the basket. She comes from behind the counter, and makes her way to her seat. Thor looks up, from the chart that he's looking at. Dr. Cooper just happens to be walking by at the same time.
"When did that happen?" Thor points at Jackie.
Coop stops upon hearing the comment, and looks at her, too.
"I don't know what you're talking about," she lies.
Thor moves towards her. He stares at her mid-section. Coop joins them. He stares at her stomach, for a moment, and then looks her in the eye.
"Is it real?" Dr. Cooper questions.
"You're kidding me, right? You think that I want to work twelve hour shift with a fake stomach? And to prove what exactly?"
"So that's a yes?" Thor clarifies.
"Can I touch it?" Coop begs, as his hand moves towards her.
"If you touch it I will cut off your fingers. Is that understood? I know that you have a compulsion, but seriously, I will get a scalpel and slice them off. Or if you would prefer I'll stick them in the silent knight, and crush them."
"Just once?" Coop insists.
"No."
"So I would just like to point out the fact that you have obviously been hiding this from us for a while," Thor adds.
"Obviously."
"How long?" Thor follows up.
"That is none of your business."
"And who is the..." Dr. Cooper begins to ask.
Jackie cuts him off, "It's you Coop."
"Very funny," Coop growls.
"But seriously, who is it?" Thor queries.
"It's nobody," Jackie answers.
"I know you didn't plan it, so..." Thor begins.
"I am not telling," Jackie answers, before he can finish his question.
"I am wondering," Coop takes his turn.
"Look I am not discussing it anymore. It happened, there is nothing that I can do about it, so get over it. I don't want to dwell on it. I don't want to be treated as if I am an invalid. I am perfectly capable of doing my job. Is that clear?"
"Yes," Thor nods.
"Can I ask one more question?" Coop implores.
"Make it quick."
"Do you know what it is?" he quizzes.
"Yes," she confirms.
"And..." Coop tries to continue.
"And you only asked for one more question," Jackie cuts him off.
"But..." he tries to argue.
"I know, and I'm not telling," she answers as she walks away.
Thor, and Dr. Cooper stand there, completely dumbfounded as she heads into check on a patient.
She stops in front of the pharmacy window. Eddie looks up at her. He furrows his brow, in confusion.
"You need something Jackie?"
"Dulcolax suppositories."
"Why don't you just come in and get them?"
"I am in a hurry."
"In the amount of time that we have been having this conversation you could have already gotten them yourself."
"You're probably right."
"So, just come in and get them."
"You know, maybe bed three can wait."
"Jackie what's going on?"
She takes a deep breath, and walks to the door. She scans her badge, and goes into the room. She briskly walks to the section she needs to be in. She grabs a handful of suppositories, and tries to make it back to the door, before he notices.
"Whoa!" he tells her, as she reaches for the door handle.