Chapter 6
"Hey, Karen, how are you feeling this morning?" Jack asked, walking towards her bed with a tray full of breakfast in his hands.

"Not hungry." Karen glared at him. She didn't feel like eating after throwing up the food she'd had the night before.

Jack ignored her and set on the edge of the bed. "Sit up," He instructed her. She knew he'd force her to somehow, so this morning she spared him the effort and set up.

"I'm not eating." Karen growled.

"Alright, but that poor little baby down there might be a little hungry." Jack bent down, talking towards her stomach in his daddy voice. Karen rolled her eyes.

"Fine." She caved in, to tired to fight with him all morning, as they had been ever since the whole morning sickness thing had begun. Jack beamed, glad that he didn't have to fight. He hated forcing Karen to do things she didn't want to do, but he knew it was for the best.

Karen let him feed her. He spooned some oatmeal into her mouth and she processed it for awhile, stalling before he shoved another spoonful into her mouth. "Will wants to come by later, he just called. He has some financial stuff to go over with you."

"Great." Karen rolled her eyes. She really didn't want company, not the way she looked or the way she felt.

"We don't have to tell him, you know."

"I think he deserves to know."

"Before Grace!"

"Well, you do have a point." Karen nodded. "Water." Jack held the glass to her lips and she drank.

"But I suppose you're right, I mean he does deal with all your legal stuff, so shouldn't he know." Jack asked, setting the cup back down.

"Do I have to tell them?" Karen whined knowing not telling them wouldn't be an option.

Will came later that night. He was just going to stop in to reassure Karen that most of her finances were secure and couldn't be tampered with by Lyle. When Will arrived, Jack opened the door and smiled. "Hey."

"Hi, Jack. How's Karen?" Will asked, stepping in as Jack stepped aside and shut the door to the penthouse.

"Oh, she's doing better."

"Is she really sick?" Will asked, turning to face Jack, a concerned look on his face.

"Yes." Jack gave him a side-glance. "She's in the study." Will nodded and went there. When he walked in he found Karen sitting in a chair, sipping a glass of red wine. Wine wasn't her usual preference for a drink, but he dismissed that.

"Hello, Karen." Will smiled and sat across from her.

"What have you come to talk about? Is it bad?" She asked, picking at her nightgown. She hadn't felt like changing, so she'd just done her hair and make-up.

"No, actually most of the things Lyle is asking for are untouchable."

"Oh." Karen felt a wave a relief hit her.

"But, he's still liable to get a large chunk of money from you." Will cautioned, tossing a folder in front of Karen.

"Well, money or not, as long as he doesn't take the penthouse and several other things he was asking for, I think we'll be okay." Karen put on her glasses and opened the folder, shifting through several legal documents from Stan, her deceased ex-husband. He'd basically provided everything for her, and made it solid enough to where even if she did marry again her new spouse should have no meddlings in any of her finances, with or without a prenup. "This looks pretty good, are you going to use this in court?" Karen asked, looking up.

"I planned on it." Will nodded. He studied her face. She looked tired and worn down. Her manner wasn't the same. There was something different about her. Now usually Will would never have cared, or asked, but something drove him to. "Karen, are you okay?"

"What? Oh, yes. Will, I'm fine." She nodded, trying to make it believable.

"Are you sure? You don't seem yourself?" Will pressed on, knowing there was something.

"Ok, listen Will." Karen became serious. "I didn't want you to know yet, nor Grace, so mouth shut."

"Alright, I won't tell her. What is it?"

"Will, I'm pregnant." Karen said as plainly as possible.

"You're pregnant? With Lyle's child I suppose?"

"Why yes, honey. How'd you guess?" Karen was acting sarcastic, as usual.

"Well are you going to tell him?"

"Why should I?"

"He's the father."

"He could take it away from me!" Karen screamed. There was an awkward silence. Karen had just admitted what she had been afraid of from the day she found out. She knew how easily it would be for Lyle to get custody, and she couldn't let that happen. In truth, she had feelings for her unborn child, which grew every day. She wouldn't let on to anyone though, being her stubborn self.

"I'd better go." Will, feeling rather awkward, grabbed the folder up, and turned to leave. "I won't tell anyone." He added before leaving, sealing his pact with her, knowing the baby could possibly be taken from her and not wanting that to happen, even if it was illegal.