As the sun came up from behind the hills, Stuart woke up at the sound of his alarm-clock. After a couple of minutes listening to the annoying beeping, trying to ignore it, he slapped the old digital thing off the small desk it was standing on. He turned around when he suddenly thought of something...
Stuart felt around on the other side of his bed, and opened his eyes when feeling nothing but the sheets. He looked around himself, hoping to find what he was looking for. But there was no-one in the room, except for himself.
"Weird..." he thought, "I'm completely sure that she was here... or did I have a dream?"
He peered under his sheets.
"Must have had some last night anyway... I don't sleep without my undies on that often..."
The blue-haired man stepped out of bed, and walked around, searching for another clue of what exactly had happened the night before. Finding nothing at all, he decided to get himself ready for the day instead of thinking about the night before.
Standing under the shower, he tried to remember everything... but didn't succeed. His memory didn't work that well any more because of the brain-damage he got from Murdoc hitting him in the head. The only thing he really remembered was the warm, soft bump he had felt, tracking his fingers over her belly. It felt kind of weird, like it didn't belong there, but his mind was somewhere else at that moment, so he didn't ask her about it.
And now, she was gone, and he felt guilty. Sure, there was nothing wrong. He didn't take advantage of the situation, did he? She wanted this, too. Yes, she did. She didn't scream or yell or hit him, so it must've been okay to her, too...
...Right?
Then why did she leave? When did she leave? And if they have done.... stuff... why wasn't there any kind of contraception in the room? Maybe it was all a dream.... maybe he had let her out of his room, and fell asleep.
But he DID kiss her.... he DID feel the bump...
Stuart held his head. It felt like he was going to faint...
"Migraine..." he hissed.