A/N: Very short chapter. JATE FOREVER!
Kate approached Jack that night. It was late. Jack sat beside the fire, poking it with a stick every so often. He looked up to see Kate.
"How's it going?" he asked her with a smile.
Kate played with her fingers. Jack could tell she was nervous and she had something to say. Kate never acted that way.
"I need to tell you something," she mumbled.
"Okay," said Jack. "What's wrong?"
Kate played with her fingers a bit, then she spit it out. "I'm pregnant."
A/N: It's too predictable, isn't it? You could practically see it coming. Please review!