Same disclaimers apply here.

Author's Note: Again, sorry I waited so long to post this chapter, but I wanted to write a bit more of the story before posting just one chapter. Please forgive me! J

"I'm pregnant." Sara says not making eye contact with Nick.

"You're what? OK, Sar, if this is a joke, its not funny at all." Nick says walking over to the sink.

"Nick, do you really think I'd joke about something like this? I mean come on!" Sara got off the stool and walked over to face him. The look she gave him was enough to kill, and he felt it right down to his toes.

"Pregnant? And I guess its mine, too, huh? Way to go, Sara!" Nick sounded almost pissed off and unlike his usual caring self.

Sara's jaw dropped. She gave him a good slap in the side of the face. "Way to go, Sara? Its your semen, Nick! If its anyone's fault its yours!"

"Mine? How? You came to me!"

"I did? Really? I don't think so!" Sara shot back. "It takes two!"

"Well, they're your eggs! You take care of them!" Nick was nearly yelling by this time, and his last comment even shocked him. "Sara, I –"

"I don't believe you!" Sara had tears streaming down her face. "How could you turn something that could be so wonderful into something so horrible? Get out of my face! Get out of my apartment! And get out of my life! I don't care if I never see you again! GET OUT!" Sara was yelling at the top of her lungs by now.

"Sara, I didn't mean…. Oh God, wait, no Sara…." Nick sputtered.

"NOW!" With that one last word Sara ran to her bedroom, and slammed the door behind her.

Suddenly she felt sharp pains in her abdomen, and she cried out in pain. "Oh my God!" Sara fell down to the floor, and gripped her stomach. She was screaming bloody murder.

Nick, who had gone to the door to leave, heard her screaming, and knew he couldn't just leave her there. After all, this was his fault. He rushed to her room, and turned the knob, but the door was locked. 'Jesus, Sara. Good time to lock the damn door!' He thought.

"Sara! Can you hear me? Babe, you gotta open the door." He yelled.

"Go away, Nick! I hate you! Go away! Just – OWW!!"

"Damn it, Sara. Way to be so stubborn," he said more to himself, than to her. Nick remembered an old trick his frat brothers taught him back in college, and pulled out his driver's license. I slid the card in between the door, and the frame, breathing a sigh of relief when the lock clicked, and the door creaked open.

Nick hurried to Sara's side, helped her to her feet. "Nick… I told… you… to…." She was in so much pain she couldn't even get the words out.

"Can you walk?"

"Yeah…" Sara took a few steps, but immediately doubled over in pain.

Nick caught her before she hit the ground, and scooped her up in his arms.

He carried her out to his Tahoe, and set her down on the passenger's side, only for a second so he could unlock the door. He gently picked her back up again, and laid her on the seat. He then rushed over to the driver's side, and got in quickly, pulling out his cell phone, and calling the hospital to let them know he was bringing Sara in. That way they'd be all ready for her, and she wouldn't have to wait in the waiting room.

Nick threw his phone in the back seat, and pulled out of the parking lot, headed towards Desert Palm Hospital.

"I… hate… you… Nick" Sara spat out.

"I know ya do, hun. And I hate me, too, but just try and relax. We can talk about it later."

Nick reached over to touch her hand, but she pulled away quickly. "Don't…. touch…."

Nick took a deep breath, and didn't say another word until they got to the hospital, which with his speeding, didn't take too long.

He pulled up to the Emergency Room door making sure he didn't block the way of any incoming ambulances. He quickly got out, and rushed over to the passenger side, opening the door, and scooping Sara out of the seat. Her body felt so limp, but the slight rise and fall of her chest let him know that she was still breathing.

Nick carefully carried into the hospital, where a doctor was already waiting for him. "Mr. Stokes? Is this Sara Sidle?" the doctor asked motioning toward the frail body in his arms.

"Yeah, please help her… I think I made her mad… She was yelling…. And then she just… Oh my God… If she loses the baby…." Nick rambled on.

"Please, sir, you have to calm down. I'm Dr. Westmore. Just come and bring into the exam room, and let me have a look at her." Nick nodded, and followed the tall man down the hall.

"Lay her down here." Nick did as he was told as two nurses came in to start taking Sara's vitals and hooked her up to the monitors.

"Please come with me." Dr. Westmore said putting a hand on Nick's shoulder. Before leaving, Nick looked down at Sara one more time. He could tell just by the look in her eyes how scared and how hurt she was, most physically and emotionally.

Nick followed Dr. Westmore out into the hallway. "What happened?" Nick asked.

"We don't know yet. Is there anything you'd like to tell us about Miss. Sidle?"

"Well, she's pregnant. I don't know how far along. She just told me today. I'm the… umm… I'm the father. All I know is she has to be less than two and a half months along,… She told me today, and I… well, I didn't take it well. I was yelling…. And she started yelling… And… This is all my fault." Nick rambled, taking a seat on one of the benches along the hall.

Dr. Westmore looked at the young man in front of him, and could see how worried he was. "We really don't know yet until we examine her what happened. In may just be cramping. It happens a lot."

"Well, when will I know what happened to her?" Nick asked.

"I'll go in and check for you, OK?"

"OK Thanks"

Dr. Westmore disappeared into the room where Sara had been taken. Nick waited very impatiently for him to come back out again. As badly as he reacted to the news that Sara was pregnant, she was still one of his best friends, and he didn't want anything bad to happen to her. He loves Sara. He may not be in love with her, but he does love her, and cares about her so much. Seeing her in such pain broke his heart.

A few minutes later, Dr. Westmore came out of the room. Nick nearly jumped to his feet. "Is she OK?" Nick asked.

"She will be. I want her to be on bed rest for the next 2 weeks or so, and after that she's going to need to stay relaxed. She's very stressed out right now, and all that stress is not good for the baby. This time it was just severe cramping. We gave her some medicine that should help with the pain. And I'm not trying to blame this on you, Mr. Stokes, but your earlier argument with Miss Sidle didn't help at all." Dr. Westmore explained.

"Can I see her?" Nick asked

"I don't think that would be very wise."

"Please, Doctor. I need to make sure she's OK." Nick pleaded.

"OK, but only for a few minutes, and the minute she starts to get agitated, you're leaving, and not coming back." He warned.

Nick nodded in agreement, and slipped into Sara's room quietly.

Sara was lying on her side, facing away from the door, so she didn't notice Nick standing next to her bed.

"Sara?" he whispered.

Sara closed her eyes tightly, and took a deep breath. "What?" It wasn't even a question really, more of a warning statement. The sound of her harsh voice made Nick cringe.

He pulled a chair over, and sat down next to the bed. He leaned forward, and touched her arm, but she pulled away slightly. "I'm sorry." He whispered. "For everything. For the way I reacted. For yelling at you, and blaming you. For everything."

Sara placed a hand on her stomach, and imagined being getting bigger as the baby grew inside her. Never, even when she was a child herself, did she think about having children. She never really wanted one. And now that she had a wonderful job that she devoted her whole life to, she didn't know what to do.

Nick brought her back to reality. "Sara… please? Say something."

"I don't know what to say, Nick."

"Neither do I."

Sara rolled onto her back. Nick could see the tear stains on her cheeks. She stared up at the ceiling, and spoke softly. "All I know is that I'm going to have a baby. Your baby. And I'm going to try my best to raise him or her to be healthy and happy. But I really don't know if I can do that. I never even wanted kids. Never. My baby is my work. That's all I'm good at." The tears started to fall again. "I'm going to be a horrible mother." She put her hand on her stomach again, and spoke to the baby growing inside her. "I'm just warning you now. I suck at this stuff."

Nick felt so guilty for putting Sara through this. He was the reason she was pregnant, and now he was the reason she was in the hospital. He reached over, and put his hand on top of Sara's, causing her to look up at him for the first time since they'd been there. "Sara, I'm not going anywhere."