Jack was quiet during the next few days. Gina noticed but decided against confronting him on his issues, it was obviously a matter he didn't want to share with her. Jack didn't realise how withdrawn he was becoming, he thought he was hiding it well, keeping Gina happy and her suspicions at bay. But he was wrong.
During the day he was paranoid, his phone call with Tony had awoken the sleeping beast. Not that he had ever had his guard down since staging his death, but now, he couldn't turn a corner in the street without anticipating what may lie ahead. He stopped sleeping, when he did sleep it was troubled and he often disturbed Gina. After a week he began sleeping on the couch, knowing she needed her sleep, he didn't want to risk her health by being selfish.
Gina still stayed silent of his distant behaviour, but when sat eating breakfast together one morning, ten days after the phone call, Jack fell asleep in mid-conversation. Annoyed but worried Gina cleared the table around him and covered him with a blanket. She wanted to move him to the couch so he could rest properly but didn't want him to wake him up. He was obviously exhausted after living like a zombie for over a week.
She returned from her doctors appointment later that day to find him awake and apologetic for not taking her. After discussing the latest scan Jack finally prompted conversation of his own.
"I was wondering," he said slowly, "how you would feel about maybe… moving house?"
Gina slowly sat down on the couch, bewildered by his question. "What?"
"Well, I mean, there's nothing holding us here right?"
Enough was enough. Gina erupted. "You mean there's nothing holding you here!" She yelled, before getting up from the couch. Jack moved to help her but she slapped his hands away.
"I don't know what you mean," he said, "I'm suggesting we just go somewhere else, a better place maybe."
"A better place?" Gina said, furious. "What isn't this place good enough for you now! Is it so bad that it keeps you up every night? Or is that me?"
"Gina," Jack snapped, wanting to defend himself but knowing he didn't deserve to so he said nothing more. Gina looked at him expectantly and then smiled sarcastically as she watched his shoulders slouch. Enraged she stormed up to him, grabbing his shoulders and forcing him to face her. "You wanna leave you do it now before this baby is even born."
"I-"
"I cant live like this!" She screamed, "so make things better or leave but I can not live with you like this!"
Jack stood still, unmoving as Gina moved past him, grabbing her glass of water from the table and throwing it down onto the floor with all her might. Satisfied with the smash the left the room and hurried up the stairs, sitting behind the bedroom door so Jack couldn't get in. He didn't even try.