Maura's point of view.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Jane asks after several minutes.

I look at her again. Should I tell her? What if i'm just late due to stress? I don't want to freak her out over nothing. I should just wait a few days and see if I start, or buy a test.

Yes that's what I should do, to be certain.

"I'm okay." I tell her, and then turn back to the sink to brush my teeth.

There is no reason to panic yet. Tomorrow I will buy a pregnancy test. People do that all the time, and it comes back negative all the time. Today I need to put it out of my mind and get some rest. I would only make myself sick again worrying about it.

I ate some of the soup Angela brought over, and then we cuddled together on my bed and watched movies until we both fell asleep later that night.

The next morning, I feel nauseated but not enough to keep me from getting up when I hear Jane moving around downstairs. Knowing she's here still and hasn't gone to work is making me nervous. After freshening up and throwing on some clothes, I find Jane in the kitchen making breakfast. She has her back to me, and I lean against the doorframe to watch her.

When she turns, and spots me she smiles.

"Morning, how are you feelin?"

"I feel pretty good." I say, and push away from the door and go to the fridge for some orange juice.

She takes it from me, and pulls out a chair.

"Sit."

When I do as she asked, she slides a plate towards me and pours us each a glass of juice. I don't wait for her to start before I start eating.

There are no words spoken as we eat. When I finish I make sure i'm going to keep it down before I get up and grab my dirty dishes and busy myself cleaning them since I don't have a dishwasher, the only downside of this place.

Her chair scrapes along the floor, and her steps get closer. She stands behind me and boxes me in with her arms, her chest flush with my back. An involuntary shudder courses through my body when she moves the hair off the right side of my neck and replaces it with her mouth.

She rest her head on my shoulder and wraps her arms around me.

"There's something going on with you."

"How do you know?"

"Your eyes. They tell me everything without you having to say a word, they always do. And you not looking into mine is all the proof I need. Tell me. Let me help you for once."

God, I want to, but I can't. I'm too afraid of how she'll react.

"Jane, I can't." I reply staring down at the water that is circling around the drain.

She grips my shoulders and turns me around, forcing me to look at her as she frames my face with her hands. She runs the thumb over my cheek and smiles before turning and walk away.

I let out a deep breath when she leaves the kitchen, and I hope I can get out of the house today without her.

Later that day, when she's busy on the phone I tell her I'm going to the store to pick up some more tylenol. I hope she will just let me go alone, but she has me wait for her.

She drives us to a small store that is just a little bigger than a convenience store. It has food and toiletries and a random assortment of items, but the pharmacy in the back is my concern.

"Would you mind grabbing me a drink?" I ask. "I'm going to run to the bathroom, grab that medicine, and i'll meet you back up here."

I don't wait for her to agree before I turn to walk away. I head to the pharmacy, glancing behind me to see when she is no longer looking. When she turns, I pick up the pace and begin scouring the shelves for pregnancy tests.

When I find the right aisle all I can do is stare at the display. There are brand names and off brands, digital and sticks and cups, one lines and two lines, plus signs and the signs of the apocalypse.

I finally grab the stick one with the plus sign, and blot to the pharmacy counter at the back of the store.

The lady at the register scanned the test, and I shoved in my purse just as Jane came around the corner. She's holding a bottle of water and smiling, and God, I want to tell her, but I am so worried she'll freak out. I mean, why wouldn't she? We haven't been together that long, we've never even talked about kids. Does she know it's possible she can conceive a child? Probably not, or should would have taken more precaution. I need to talk to Angela.

She sets the water on the counter.

"I thought you said you were getting tylenol?"

I grab a random bottle of ibuprofen and shake it, and then hand it to the lady to scan it.

After we few minutes of arguing over who is going to pay, Jane takes the bag from the lady and carries it outside while I pay.

When we are on the road again I turn towards Jane.

"You don't have to sit at my house all day and make sure i'm okay, I really do feel much better."

"I like sitting at your house with you." She says.

"You were on the phone earlier, it sounded important. If you really think I need a babysitter, you could drop me off at your mother's house, while you go to work."

She debates this with herself for several minutes.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes i'm sure, plus It's been awhile since i've seen her."

"Okay, but if you start feeling bad again call me."

"I will."

She drops me off, and I go in to find Angela in the kitchen cooking. I don't bring up the real conversation I want to have with her until she sits down at the table with me.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure." She says.

"Can Jane...Can she get anyone pregnant?"

Angela stares at me for a few seconds almost like she knows.

"The doctors never said, but I always hoped she could. Why?" Her piercing eyes tells me she knows exactly why i'm asking.

"I'm late." I blurt out. "Just a few days, I was sick yesterday. I woke up nauseated this morning. It could be the stomach bug Susan had last week, but my cycles run with such precision I could set clocks to them."

"Do you want to go buy a test?"

I open my purse and pull out the one I bought.

"I already did." I say, and set it on the table between us.

"Do you want to take it?"

"I don't know, It could be stress right? And all this worrying is for nothing." I say, to reassure myself.

Angela grabs my fidgeting hands.

"Sweetie, the only way you'll know for sure is to take the test."

I nod, agreeing with her, but still not sure if i'll follow through.

I reluctantly decide to do it, and get it over with. I get up and go to the bathroom, Angela follows me.

"You're not going to watch me pee are you?"

"No, i'll be outside. You might need this." She hands me a plastic cup, and walks outside while I pee.

After I pee in the cup, I place the pregnancy test in the cup wait the five seconds the directions told me to, and them place it on the sink, and then leave the bathroom.

The next three minutes are the longest three minutes ever. When my phone timer goes off, I look at Angela. She has an anxious look on her face. Finally getting my legs to move to the sink, I grab it.

Positive.

I hand it to Angela, and lean against the wall letting it all sink in. I have a baby in my stomach right now. A baby that Jane and I created together. Placing my hand on my stomach, the tears start to fall.

"Maura." Angela reaches over and takes my hand. "Don't freak out, it'll be okay."

"Jane isn't going to take this well." I say, feeling the hysteria rise in me. "I can't believe this is happening."

"It'll be okay." Angela repeats herself.

"How can you be so sure?"

"Because I know my daughter, she may freak out at first like you are right now, but it'll be okay."

"Okay." I say, shaking my head, but I don't believe it'll be okay.