"Greg," Jack Callaghan nodded in his direction. Greg knew that that was the closest thing he was going to get to a hello. "How is she?" He looked through the plexiglass window to see the nurses and doctor leaving, to see Steve sitting beside the bed where his baby girl was lying, asleep.

"What's going on? Why is there blood on the floor?" The man standing beside Jack asked. He was a tall, handsome, dark haired man. Sam recognised him to be Jules' oldest brother, he couldn't remember the name but he remembered Jules once telling him that he was the only one in the family with blue eyes.

"As far as we know there was a small complication, but it doesn't matter now because she's okay. That's the main thing." Greg told the three men. His S.R.U training skills kicking in as he measured his breathing and facial expressions, making sure to give nothing away. The team and Steve had to find out the hard way about her being pregnant, Greg didn't want Jules' family to find out the same way.

"How small a complication are we talking about here Greg? That's a lot of blood."

Greg studied Jack. The care-free, happy man that he had once been had been replaced with a scared, worried father. Greg remembered the few times he had met Mr. Callaghan before. The first time, Greg was fresh out of the police academy and was working as a rookie with the R.C.M.P. He was a mere 18 years of age; he remembered being accepted only because of low numbers of cops. His first introduction to Sgt. Callaghan had not been a pleasurable one. He was doing what rookies do and was getting his training officer coffee; he had been concentrating on not spilling it and was clearly not aware of Sgt. Callaghan walking straight for him. Greg walked into Callaghan, spilling coffee all over the Sgt. And himself. He looked up to see what seemed like the whole police department staring right at him, he could feel their eyes burning into him; he looked to Sgt. Callaghan waiting for a lecture and a punishment. But instead Callaghan let out a deep and hearty laugh, telling everyone to go back to work. That was just the kind of man that Callaghan was.

"I think you should talk to the doctor Greg."

Jack sighed and leaned his face against the cool window that lead to the cramped hospital room. One of the brothers, the smaller one, put a reassuring hand on his father's shoulder.

"She'll be okay dad, she always pulls through. Always."

The team took that as their queue to leave. They all took one last look and slowly walked back to the waiting room in single file. Greg leading the pack and Spike in the back.

The oldest brother, who still stood by his family left in a rush. Out of nowhere, he just left. The two other men hardly even noticed. The man tried to run inconspicuously down the hall, right after the team. He saw Spike and realized this was his chance.

"Ugh, hey!" He called out to Spike.

Spike and the others turned around, clearly surprised to see him.

"Umm… Hey." Spike said back.

"Do you mind if I talk to you for a minute?"

Spike nodded his head and turned to look at his team. "I'll be back in a minute." He turned around again, completely aware of the look that Greg had given him. The look that meant don't you dare tell him anything!

Spike and the brother walked to the little Tim Hortons that was conveniently placed inside the hospital.

"What's up?" Spike asked.

"I need you to tell me what you know about Jules."

"ugh…. You should probably ask the doctors."

"I can't, they are busy. I know that you know something, I need you to tell me!"

"I don't even know who you are!"

The man sighed. "I'm Robbie, Jules' oldest brother. The other man is Jacob, he's her youngest brother."

"Okay, I'm Spike by the way. Nice to meet you Robbie."

"Nice to meet you Spike." The two men gave a small smile as they shook each other's hands.

"Now that we have that out of the way, would you be able to tell me what's really going on? She got shot, I understand that. What I don't understand is the complication. Judging by the blood on the floor and the medical staff, it was not a small complication."

"It was an allergic reaction to morphine." Spike said too quickly.

Robbie seemed shocked at what Spike had said. He didn't expect to get it out of him that easily. Jules had told him that Spike was the funny one, and the one that would always ruin the surprise at the surprise party, but he hadn't thought he would get an answer that easy. In fact, that was almost too easy…..

"Um, Spike, I don't think that's all. Is there more?" He asked shyly.

"Nope! Why do you ask?"

"Because you're really tense and you're speaking as soon as I get the words out of my mout-"

"No I'm not! I just um….. I just do this when I'm tired!"

"Spike, please tell me, I could go ask a doctor but that takes too long. I need to know right now if Jules is in any danger."

"Robbie, it's not my place to tell you." Spike said simply.

"Spike, she won't mind if you tell me." Robbie stated.

"Oh I think she will, at least when she finds out."

"She doesn't even know what's wrong with her!"

"Well, maybe she know, we're not really sure if she knew or not. I don't think she knows because Steve certainly didn't know!"

"Know what?"

"I can't tell you Robbie! We just happen to hear by accident, that's all!"

Robbie had considered what Spike had said. We're not really sure if she knew or not….

Robbie gasped and looked Spike in the eyes. "Spike? Do not tell me Jules is pregnant!"

Spike looked away, turning red. "You can't tell anyone! She doesn't even know yet! We think."

Robbie ignored Spikes' comment and got up from his chair and headed back to Jules' hospital room.

Oh NO! How did he guess? Every one's going to think that I told him! Just act casual Spike! Don't make it seem like anything happened! Spike slowly got up from his seat and went back to where the others were sitting.

He sat down in his chair and said nothing. The others looked at him expecting to share whatever it was that Robbie and he had talked about. But Spike said nothing; he just sat there and looked straight ahead.

"So Spike," Greg begun "What did you talk about?" He asked, dragging out the question.

"Um, well, his name is Robbie…." Spike trailed off.

"Spike! Tell me you did not tell him about Jules!" Ed shot up, right in Spikes face.

"I swear I did not tell him!" Spike said, defending himself. He saw the team sigh in relief. "He guessed…" Their heads shot up.

"So you mean to tell us that Jules is the only one out of all of us that does not know that she is pregnant? " Wordy questioned.

"Guys, I think we are getting ahead of ourselves here." Sam said.

"What do you mean Sam?" Ed asked angrily.

"Well, how do we know that Jules doesn't know? Maybe she does…"

The men considered Sam's theory.

"Why wouldn't she tell us? We're her friends." Spike said sadly.

"Yeah, sure Spike. I'm positively certain that she'd come to us and tell us about her problems!" Sam said sarcastically.

"Easy guys, we don't know for sure that she knew, it's just an idea that we didn't consider. I believe that if Jules knew that she was going to endanger her child, she would have come to me, just like the rest of you would. We can't judge her yet, we have to wait until she wakes up to find out what's going on. "Greg said, using his calming voice that he normally saved for his subjects.

"So what you're saying is that she didn't know?" Asked Lewis.

"That's what I believe." Greg answered. "Alright, it's late, we're tired and we all need sleep. So let's try going home again. I'll see you all tomorrow."

The men stood in silence before exiting through the sliding hospital doors.

A/N- Review please! Your advice makes the story better :)