This is suppose to take place after Callie quits her clerkship and right around the time she moved in with Jamie.

Now here she was.

In the bathroom with a white stick in her hand reading out a word that she prayed was only a lie. PREGNANT

She suspected it for a while now. She figured her period was late due to stress from quitting her clerkship, not passing the bar thus not being able to find a lawyer job, having an argument with Mariana (finding out about the Coterie women talking shit behind her back; Cotebitches), moving out of the Coterie and into Jamie's apartment and some other personal matters that resulted in major stress.

Earlier Today

Callie had gone back to the Coterie to grab an item she had forgotten behind when visiting Mariana to ask her something. While there she had to vomit so she ran into the bathroom and straight into a toilet to vomit.

"You sure you're okay, Callie? You look like complete shit."

"It's so fucking weird." Callie answered. "I'm stressed but like this is a new version of being stress."

Alice ran into the bathroom asking if any of the girls had a spare tampons on them at the moment. Both Mariana and Davia looked in their own bags for tampons. Living with Mariana for years, Callie knew that Mariana got her period, Callie would had been on hers for three days at max. So when Mariana said, "Here," She handed off five for Alice. "Mine started yesterday so I stocked up for three months." It threw Callie off guard.

She has her period already?

On her way back to the apartment Callie made a quick stop to the pharmacy store to grab a couple of things. One in specific. She prayed that this was an item that ended up being useless. An item that she could later say, "Well money was wasted on this stupid thing."

It was Saturday. Jamie had the day off. They had planned on going out to grab lunch—Callie telling him that she'd meet him at the cafe after dropping off the stuff back at the apartment. However when she opened the door she found Jamie still here with a picnic basket and blanket next to him.

"What's this?"

"It's way to nice and beautiful out to sit inside so I whipped up some peanut butter jelly sandwiches to take out. Unless you don't want too."

"No. It's fine. Sounds good. I just need to fresh up."

Of course he's home when Callie needed her alone time. She figure she would just have to keep a low profile.

She felt fine throughout the rest of the day. She had not thrown up or felt nauseous. She had the guess of it being only a trick on the mind from everything happening around her and her surroundings. Or some test from the universe to see if she succeeds or fails.

However it wasn't until woke up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night when she remembered what she had bought earlier that morning. She figure she would throw it away but...

Something prevented her.

Callie found her bag, read what she had to do, did so and waited.

Now here she was.

In the bathroom with a white stick in her hand reading out a word that she prayed was only a lie. PREGNANT.

"Perfect. Just what I needed." Callie said to herself. She lifted the bottom of her shirt curiously and gazed down at her flat toned abdomen that she knew, eventually, wouldn't be flat. "Perfect timing." She sighed.

A surge of emotions ran up to her. She tried to hold it back. She couldn't wait Jamie up and have him see her here. In the bathroom. With a positive pregnancy test. Not the best time for either of them.