Nate was still holding Breana by the time her sobs turned into a few hiccups. "Are you okay? I mean I know you're not okay obviously, but I mean for now?" He asked softly.

Breana nodded, reaching up to try and wipe some of the tears off of her face. "For now, yeah. But I need to talk to my dad and Lizzy." She whispered, before she gave up and just wiped her snots on her shirt sleeve, seeing as she had gotten some on Nate anyways.

Nate nodded. "Of course. We could take the jumpship. But you should eat breakfast first."

Breana shook her head. "Even without the morning sickness I'm too anxious to eat right now."

"Alright." Nate nodded, knowing that he couldn't force her to eat.

"I just should probably text my dad first." Breana told Nate. "Make sure he doesn't have anything too important to do today."

"He's your dad, what could be more important than you?" Nate ran his fingers through Breana's hair.

"He owns a multi billion dollar company. So even if he does mean for stuff to be more important, he's very busy making sure that stuff runs smoothly. Especially since some of the people that work for him aren't very smart. Like who sticks their head in a hadron collider?" Breana shrugged.

Nate chuckled. "I guess you're right. Hopefully he's not very busy today."

Breana nodded. "Yeah." She reached her hands up, playing with the chain on her star of david necklace because she was anxious.

Nate wrapped his arms around Breana a little bit tighter. "Whatever happens, I'm right here with you."

Breana wrapped her arms around Nate again. "We shou probably call him before everyone else wakes up."

Nate stood up from the chair on the medbay, carrying Breana in his arms as he walked back to their room on the waverider. "Are you sure you don't need anything?"

"No, I'm fine right now." Breana whispered as Nate set her down on the bed and grabbed her phone off the charger. At least her dad was an early riser unless something kept him from going to bed early enough so he would most likely be awake.

Nate sat down on the bed next to Breana so he could be there for moral support while she called Donald. He kissed her forehead again, holding her hand.

Breana bit her lip, staring at the wall for a moment while she went into her phone's contacts. It felt like it took forever for her dad to pick up after she finally pressed the call button. "Hey dad?"

"Hey sweetie. Is everything okay? You usually don't call this early?" Breana could hear Donald sipping his coffee while he answered the phone.

"Everything's okay. Just are you busy today because I need to talk to you and Lizzy?" Breana bit her lip.

"No, I'm not busy today. Or at least I don't plan on being busy today. Are you sure everything's okay? You sound stressed out." Donald remarked.

"I don't want to talk about it over the phone. Nate and I will be over in a few hours, is that okay?" Breana asked.

"Of course honey, it's always okay." Donald replied. "I'll see you when you guys get here."

"Thanks dad." Breana snuggled closer to Nate.

"Of course." Donald replied, the unmistakable sound of his work phone ringing in the background being heard. "I unfortunately have to take this phone call. Bye sweetie."

"Bye dad." Breana put her phone down on the nightstand, laying back into Nate's chest. "Well hopefully that work phone call isn't an emergency and just something stupid that can be dealt with later."

Nate nodded. "Hopefully. Your dad deals with a lot and right now his family needs him more than his job does."

"I guess." Breana shrugged, still clinging to Nate. Her mind was racing, and she was still nauseous to boot.

"I love you." Nate held Breana as tightly as he could without hurting her.

"I love you too." Breana whispered while clinging to Nate.