Sitting in the office and writing on different documents was rather infuriating for Saphira. She had never had so much paperwork since school, even though she gladly took over the ownership of the Fazbear franchise. Her sudden sickness only occurred one morning at this point, but she still felt uneasy within herself and was eating less than she normally would. The animatronics had noticed her appetite change and encouraged her to eat more despite full to her. Saphira had eaten her breakfast and just wanted to get through the paperwork that has been given to her to sign. She also had to write a general report about the franchise and the building as well to give to the investigators who were still trying to piece together the accident. Saphira stretches and leans back in the chair she sat on. She was now sitting at the desk Mike used to call his, and made sure everything about the animatronics was destroyed after discovering more documents about them beside the blue prints for their designs. Saphira did not want their secret revealed and hates to think what might happen if the public were to discover the animatronics were actually alive. They probably would be subjected to scientific experimentation which made her shudder at the thought.

"Hey, are you busy?" Saphira looked up and shook her head upon seeing Golden Bonnie.

She rarely spoke to Saphira. Golden Bonnie came across as a very shy animatronic and liked keeping to herself. But when Saphira did get to talk to her she is very kind, gentle and is very sympathetic.

"I just want to ask something," Golden Bonnie said walking into the office.

"What kind?" Saphira asked curiously.

"Well, it's your sudden change in appetite," She states softly. "I…uh…am wondering if you know why? And Springtrap, uh, let us in on you being sick a couple days ago too."

Saphira was surprised by it. "He did? I'll have to say something to him later than I guess."

"He's worried about you," Golden Bonnie said gently.

"You all are, and I am fine," She said quickly, turning to look at the paper. "I am almost finished here, so please leave me be."

"You're not worried about it?" The animatronic asked in surprise.

Saphira sighed. "Not really no. Unless it continues and I get sicker, than I will become concerned."

"You humans really do not do things straight away do you?" Golden Bonnie sighed sadly, turning to leave. "Very well. But surely you would know why you got sick all of a sudden."

"Yeah, stress," Saphira mumbled under her breath.

The animatronic leaves Saphira to finish what she was doing. Saphira was glad, she now hates any question about how she was feeling. The animatronics were confused by her mood change whenever they ask how she was feeling and question her if she should see a doctor.

Saphira walked to her room instead of joining the animatronics in the main room. She had decided to check on her toiletry products she had in case she had to go and buy some more. She checked her shampoo, conditioner and body lotions first to check how full they were, then walked over to the vanity to go through the draws she had put things in. She was going through them for several minutes when she heard the door to the bedroom open. Saphira looked up to see Springtrap walking in than back in the draw.

"What are you doing?" He asked with a frown.

"Just checking some things to see if need to buy something," She replied bluntly.

"And do you?"

"Just the shampoo, conditioner and body lotion really," Saphira sighed, standing up and looking at him in the eye. "What's up?"

"Golden Bonnie told me about your little chat," He said as he leaned against the vanity.

"Great," She groaned. "Out with it than."

"What is up with you?" He asked. "First you get sick, than your appetite decreases and now you avoid answering questions about your health. And your anger management needs some improvement as well I might. We are worried about you Saphira, and we would like it if you try and solve why you're suddenly like this."

Saphira knew he was right. She knew something was up, but she didn't want to be sure until it had gone on for too long.

"Wait for another few days," Saphira said.

Springtrap shook his head. "Not good enough."

She glared at him. "Who are you to treat me like a child?!" She snapped.

He opened his mouth to speak, than closed it and then opened to speak again. "We are not treating you like a child."

"It sounds like it though," Saphira mumbled, walking past Springtrap.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

"Out," She replied bluntly. "I feel like getting away for a little bit."

Springtrap groaned loudly as Saphira gathered her keys and left the bedroom. She went out the back door and to her car. She got in it and turned it on, her mind thinking about what Springtrap had told her as she backed out of the park and drove to the exit.

'What is wrong with you Saphira? They are only trying to help.'

She drove to the shopping centre to buy a few other things beside the toiletry products she originally wanted to get. Saphira bought a few things from the supermarket, such as chocolate, berries and ice cream to bring back to the attraction. She past a clothing store and glanced in through the window at the baby clothes she could see. Saphira had seen them many times before but it was only now she thought they were incredibly cute. She shook her head and headed for the pharmacy to buy the shampoo, conditioner and body lotions that were on special. She passes a shelf of pregnancy test products and stops, staring at them.

'Could it be?'

Saphira grabbed a box and stared at it. It all suddenly began to make sense to her. She was worried now and decided to purchase it anyway just in case. She bought the products and took the long drive back to the attraction. She was really hoping she wouldn't be pregnant. Parking the car in the parking lot of the attraction seemed like a sense of dread to her. She got out of the car and took the stuff inside, making sure she hid the bag with the pregnancy test first before heading to the kitchen.

"Ah, you're back lassie!" Foxy said excitedly upon seeing Saphira walking into the kitchen.

Saphira smiled as she placed the bags on the bench. "I am."

Springtrap walked in behind Foxy. "Saphira…"

"Don't Spring, it's me who should apologise," Saphira interrupts as she puts the ice cream away first. "I have been ignorant of my symptoms."

"So you know what's wrong with you?" Springtrap asked with a small smile.

Saphira hesitated and glanced away from him. "I am not sure. And I won't say unless I know for certain."

"Are you sure?" He asked, now worried.

"It isn't severe if that is what you're worried about Spring," Saphira reassured him gently. "Don't worry, I will make sure I know what is going on with me."

"In the meantime, we should do somethin' fun," Foxy suggests. "What do you say lass?"

"I will watch on the sideline," She said with a smile.

"Sideline? Lass, you never sit on the sidelines," He said in surprise.

Saphira shrugged awkwardly. "I don't want to…" She paused midsentence feeling her stomach churn.

"Saphira?" Springtrap frowned.

She mouthed 'sorry' before dashing to the sink and retching loudly. She felt Springtrap's hand on her back again, rubbing gently.

"Oh lass!" Foxy exclaimed sadly. "This is the second time you got sick."

Spring nodded. "You need to find out what's wrong Saphira."

"I will," She coughed, looking up at the animatronics. "Don't worry."

"I am worried," He said as Saphira bent over the sink again, heaving heavily.

The other animatronics had heard Saphira and piled into the kitchen asking if she was okay. She tells them all she may now have some idea of what was up with her, and she will find out within a couple days. They all are pleased thinking she was going to the doctor, but in truth Saphira was just hoping the pregnancy test was all she needed to piece together what was wrong.