Spoilers: Small ones for Saw II... nothing really that will like ruin the whole movie or anything.

Disclaimer: I do not own Saw II or any of it's actors (not even the gorgeous Beverly Mitchell.) I am still a loser with nothing but the socks on my feet.

Kate and Dr. Pitt were the only ones in the room. He felt it would be best if he talked to her about the pregnancy without her co-workers around.

"So how are you feeling?" Brad asked her. "A lot of pain?"

"It's not so bad. Mostly when I move... or breathe," Kate laughed, although she was being partly serious.

"Dually noted." He wrote something down on the clipboard. "I'll get you a prescription for that." Kate opened her mouth to protest, be he interrupted her. "Something mild that won't harm the baby. So it may not relieve all of the pain, but it should help."

With talking about the baby, Kate's body stiffened, but she relaxed when she saw Tony laughing with Abby through the window of the door. He was the father. Everything was okay.

"Is it safe to assume that you at least knew you were pregnant?" Brad inquired.

"Oh yeah." Kate paused. "I knew. It is hard not to notice after throwing up and crazy mood swings for almost two months now."

"But obviously, they didn't?" He pointed out to the hallway.

"Just my best friend... Abby."

"I feel the need to inform you that you will need to be extremely careful throughout this entire pregnancy. With the injuries your body has sustained, this could be a difficult nine months. We won't be completely sure of the baby's condition until you are about four or five months along. That is also when we can determine the sex."

Kate sighed and her heart sank. "When you say difficult, exactly what do you mean by that?"

"We can't be sure until later, but there is a chance this child won't make it to full term."

"What kind of chance? Give me some statistics here."

"Judging by your injuries... about a forty percent chance he or she will be premature and a seventy-five or so percent chance that..." Brad stopped, but only briefly. "... That this baby won't be born at all. If they are, they won't be healthy."

Kate sat on the couch with some chocolate covered popcorn in her lap while Tony was by the television putting in the movie she had been wanting to see for forever, Saw II. He had went out and rented it, just for her, of course he had been wanting to see it too. Tony had been so over the moon ever since she had been released from the hospital earlier that morning. Unfortunately, she hadn't told him about the baby's chances of premature birth... and survival. She couldn't do that to him. She couldn't break his heart.

She smiled as Tony scooted next to her on the couch, careful not to bump her ribs or wrist, and she layed her head on his shoulder.

"Why are we watching previews?" Kate asked him.

"Because, I like them and we get to see what movies are coming out soon. You like them too," he replied.

"I know. I just really want to see this movie. I feel like I've been waiting forever," she laughed as she settled herself deeper into his arms.

They sat this way through the rest of the previews, eating chocolate covered popcorn. But it seemed that even though they were now just barely into the movie, Kate found her stomach turning with every drop of blood she saw. Normally, nothing grossed her out... look where she worked. She tried her best to hold in all of her stomach contents, but then, about halfway through the movie when a girl was pushed into a hole filled with injections needles... she couldn't take it anymore.

Kate jumped up off of the couch, as well as she could in her condition, and ran straight into the bathroom where she threw up more than she thought she ever had before. It took only a few seconds of throwing up before Tony was behind her, holding her hair.

"Maybe we'll have to save that movie for about seven months," he joked lightly after she was finished. She had propped her butt up on the sink counter and he was wiping her face with a wet washcloth.

It was now or never. "This baby won't make it that far Tony."

I am not sure about all the so many chance thing, but I need that for my plot so... sorry. I know it is like all wrong, but whatever. Give me a break. I'm no doctor.

Chapter Title- I titled this chapter 'Left For Dead' because they aren't exactly sure the baby will survive... hence "dead." As for the "left for" part... umm, let me think up a smart reason and I will tell you. A few minutes later Oh, the title just fit. Good enough?