A/N: I am republishing this story. There have been edits made. Text that has been italicized is a flashback, and text that has been bolded is from the show. I am merely borrowing characters besides though that are not recognized.

"Uh," Kathleen groans as she unlocks the apartment door. After finishing her shift, she goes into the apartment. She had been back at work for 3 weeks and it was draining on her. It was getting annoying that she was so tired. She had also noticed that she was going to the bathroom a lot more often, and certain smells were making her hurl.

"Another rough shift," Luke asks from the couch in their living room.

"You could say," she says as she places her shoes and bag in the entrance closet before walking into the living room. "Someone brought in creamy garlic shrimp for the rest of us, and it had me hurling for most of the afternoon."

"That's not good," he says as she curls up next to him on the couch. "This has been going on for over a week now. Are you sure you didn't catch a bug or something?"

"I don't know, all I know is all I want to do is sleep," she says as she lays her head on his shoulder. "I wasn't even this tired when I was pulling all-nighters for my papers."

"It could be the stress of everything," he suggests as he wraps his arms around her and brings her closer to him. "It might take a while for things to go back to normal."

"That is true," she says as she turns to look to see what he is watching. He was watching the highlights from the Jay game. "You know Steve has an extra ticket to the game on Thursday. You should go."

"Are you trying to get rid of me?" he asks as he looks at her.

"It's your day off, may as well enjoy it," she comments as she pulls out her phone and shoots off a text. "He's been putting off asking you because you've been turning him down."

"Well, I've had other things on my mind," he says as he leans down and kisses her. "If it means that much to you, I'll go to the game with him."

"Thank you," she says as she kisses him back. "I've already confirmed that you are going with him."

"Sneaky," he whispers against her lips.

"I can be," she says as she moves to straddle his lap. "You've been taking such good care of me. You need to do something for yourself every once in a while."

"But I enjoy taking care of you," he says against her lips as he places his hands on her hips.

"I know you do, but you may have some fun," she says as she kisses him as her hands sneak around his neck. "Go have fun, relax a bit. Plus, I am working a day shift."

"Fine, I'll go only because you are twisting my arm," he says as he kisses her back and pulls her closer to him.

"Poor you. Your fiance wants you to watch a ball game with your friend," she says. She kisses him back and weaves her finger into his hair.

"Meany," he says before kissing her passionately.

She giggles against his lips as she runs her fingers through his hair. She moans as he massages her hips and runs his hands up her sides. As he leans in and sucks on her neck, she puts her hands on his shoulders.

"Luke," she groans as he licks the area. She hastily gets off of him and races into the bathroom to throw up.

"Kay," Luke asks, worried as he follows her. He reaches the bathroom and sees her kneeling over the toilet, dry heaving. "Are you okay?"

She shakes her head as she moves to sit on the floor and says, "the smell of coffee came out of nowhere and made me want to hurl."

"That's not good," he says from the doorway. "Let me make you some ginger tea. It should help with this feeling."

"I hope so," she says as he walks away from the bathroom. She gradually gets herself off the floor and looks at herself in the mirror. Her reflection doesn't look pale or clammy; she wasn't feeling warm. As she washed her hands and splashed water on her face, she couldn't figure it out. She spent a few minutes thinking before racing back into the living room and grabbing her phone.

"What's up?" Luke asks as he notices her going through her phone. "Figure it out?"

"Crap," she says as she looks through her phone. "How is this possible?"

"What?" Luke asks as he walks over to her. "What's going on?"

Kathleen takes a seat on the couch and stares at her phone. How had she forgotten to talk to her doctor about changing her prescription? The attack. She was supposed to go in and have her annual pap smear and work out the details then, but she had never rescheduled it. She didn't even notice that she was two weeks late because of everything that had been going on in their lives.

"Kay," Luke calls before trying again. "Kathleen."

"I'm late," she says as she leans back into the couch.

"Late as in," Luke asks as he takes a seat next to her. "Are you sure?"

"No, but it fits," she says slightly above a whisper. "I'm late, heightened sense of smell, nausea, and feeling exhausted most of the time. My boobs have been so tender that I have to be careful which bra I pick to wear."

"Okay, that fits," he says as he lets out a breath. "I'll run to the drugstore and pick up a test. I should be able to get to the drugstore and back in about ten minutes. Any test you want?"

"Something digital," she says as she looks at him. "The line ones always seem confusing."

"True," he says as he kisses her. He gets up and walks towards the entrance to grab his keys and wallet from the front table. He then exits the apartment.

She couldn't believe this was happening again to her. She remembered the last time she felt like this. It was about a year into dating Luke.

Crap, Kathleen thought as she looked at her calendar. How could this have happened? They were careful; they were always careful. Well, there was that one night after exams when they had kind of thrown caution to the wind.

She hastily picked up her phone and dialled an all too familiar number. She waited as it rings.

"What's up?" Gail asked as soon as the ringing stops.

"Are you out and about?" she asked as she continued to stare at the calendar.

"I am. Want me to pick up takeout and have a girls' night?"

"Actually, can you stop by the drugstore?"

"Uh, why?"

"Need for you to buy me a pregnancy test?"

"Going to need more information."

"I'm late, like a week late. At first, I thought it was the stress of exams, but now I am wondering if it's not."

"Not good, definitely not good. Okay, I can be there in about ten minutes. Do drink lots and lots of water."

"Duh," she said before hanging up her phone.

She paced her apartment as she looked around it. This couldn't be happening. Graduation was a few weeks away. The graduate program was supposed to start in the fall. She had also accepted a part-time position at the Hospice to start in a few weeks.

She couldn't believe this was happening to her. The look of disappointment on her family's faces was what she could only imagine. Though she couldn't imagine what would Luke even say about this situation. They had only been dating for a year; her family had already put him through the wringer. There was no way they were ready for a baby.

Her front door opened, and Gail rushed inside with a plastic bag. "I bought 3 different tests," she said as she handed the bag to her. "The pharmacist said you can take them right away."

"Okay," she said as she took the bag and entered the bathroom. She opened the three boxes and read the instructions. They were simple enough, pee on the stick and wait between a minute and three. She took the test and placed them on their boxes before exiting the bathroom.

"I hate to sound rude or something," Gail started as soon as she saw her. "How the hell did this happen?"

"Exams," she said as she sat on the couch. "I was taking antibiotics for that dog bite, and I guess I didn't read the bottle."

"It's one of the few antibiotics that are no-nos with birth control pills," Gail said as she sat down next to her. "Condoms?"

"We stopped using them a while back. We were both committed and clean," she explained as she put her head in her hands. "Now I am kind of regretting it."

"Hey, you didn't know this would happen," Gail said as she looked at her. "You and Luke are solid. Why would you think about them?"

"Still, if we had, this wouldn't be a problem," she said from her hands. "Can you imagine my dad's reaction?"

"Yes, but after he cools down, he will be supportive and you know it," Gail said as she looked at her. "If he isn't, then he'll have to deal with my mom."

"Oh great, do you remember how she reacted to me and Luke?" she retorted. "She threatened to have him back on patrol."

"You know how my mom is," Gail replied. "Look at what she said about Nick?"

"True," she replied as she picked her head up. "Have you heard from him?"

"Nope, still nothing. I am not surprised after how he broke up with me."

"Let's be lucky none of the relatives found out about that trip."

"Oh, man, could you imagine? The parents would never let us out of their system. I got lucky that Luke caught a double or you wouldn't have been able to come to get me."

"Exactly. We were supposed to be spending the week at the cabin, but stupid people. I still can't believe he did that. I mean, you two had got engaged and then he does that."

"I did not mean it to be, and I learned my lesson. Some things are too good to be true."

"His fault, not yours. You are a wonderful catch. It was too immature for you. He lost the best thing that ever happened to him."

"Thanks, but stop procrastinating," she said as she tapped her watch.

"Crap," Kathleen said as she got up and walked into the bathroom. She looked at the bathroom counter and noticed the three tests. She picked up the instructions and attempted to decipher the tests. "Gail, a hand, please."

"Come on, they can't be that hard," she said as she entered the room.

"Look for yourself," Kathleen said as she handed her the instructions.

Gail took them and read as she looked at the tests. "So 1 line means not pregnant and 2 lines mean you are," she read before she looked at the tests. "Uh, I see the confusion."

"Great," she muttered sarcastically as they both tried to decipher the test results.