In the week that had passed since Goldie was attacked, and Mangle met with Mr. Fazbear, Jack still had not gotten over his vomiting. It mainly seemed to be in the morning, which meant he was fine by the afternoon and dismissed it.

To make matters worse, he had been avoiding Jeremy since last week. When he called on his house phone, Jack answered and chatted with him, but in person, he did anything to avoid him. The way he was acting made him wish that he was with Foxy, which is saying something.

Shaking these thoughts from his head, he walked into the dining area. No one was around, since opening was still a little ways away, but Bonnie was skipping merrily around the room. It was a sight Jack didn't expect to see.

Once Bonnie saw him, he came over in his direction. The two have talked in the aftermath of their "relationship", but they haven't had a full on conversation.

"Hey Jack!" Bonnie said, giving him a hug, "How are you?"
"I'm alright," Jack said. "You seem happy. What's going on?"
"Well, I'll fill you in on this secret, since it'll be around the restaurant soon enough. I'm pregnant! I took a pregnancy test this morning, and it was a positive, but Freddy and I are going to go to the doctor's soon to confirm it."

"Hey, that's great for you two! Congratulations!"

Jack then hugged his friend, though he couldn't help but feel his heart sink. He started wishing that it was his baby. But he had to be happy for the two. They're good people, and would make great dads.

Then something inside his brain clicked. The way he has been feeling? Could it mean?

"Bonnie?" Jack asked.
"Yeah Jack?" the other waiter replied.
"How have you been feeling these past few weeks. Like, did anything tip you off that you were pregnant?"
The purple haired waiter nodded. "Yeah, there was! For instance, I had some bad morning sickness, but I've felt fine in the afternoon. Also, there have been times that Freddy is cooking something and I can't be around it since I feel nauseous. Why, have you been feeling like that?"
"No! I was just curious, that's all."

Jack put on a smile, and Bonnie would have believed it, if he wasn't hit by another wave of late-morning nausea, forcing him to put his hands on his stomach, and over his mouth.

"Damn." he thought to himself.

Just as it passed, Bonnie put a hand on his shoulder sympathetically.

"I hate to break it to you, if no one else already has," Bonnie began, "But you're probably pregnant."
"Maybe…" Jack said, almost a whisper. "I need to do some research when I get home."
"Okay, but take what I said into consideration. Just let me know if you take a pregnancy test or anything, okay? I'm concerned for you."

"Thanks Bonnie, I will."

The two waiters exchanged smiles. Hearing the front door open, both assumed their positions as the day began.

"Hope! I haven't had the chance to talk to you in a while! How are you?" Freddy asked as he waited for Hope to prepare one of his tables' orders.

"I could be better… There's been a lot of craziness going around the restaurant lately. I do like my new position though! It's nice to be a cook instead of running around all the time serving tables." Hope said with a smile.

"Oh, it isn't so bad! I personally like the exercise you get from being a server. And don't tell me you don't miss being with the wait staff. You know you miss at least some of us." Freddy said smiling back. He seemed extremely happy today for some reason.

"How've you been Freddy? You seem really happy today." Hope said, curious as to what could make the usually grumpy waiter so friendly and happy.

"Yeah I guess I am happier than normal. I've been trying to keep it a secret, but to be honest I can barely keep myself from jumping for joy. This morning Bonnie took a pregnancy test. I know they aren't always correct, and we will be going to a doctor to confirm soon…. But the test was positive! I'm going to be a father!" Freddy's smile was so wide it was ridiculous, and the look in his eyes was that of true happiness. Hope was happy for her old mentor.

"I'm so happy for you! I hope the doctor can make that confirmation so you don't have to worry. By the way, I promise I won't tell anyone. It's up to you and Bonnie who you tell. Oh food's done, here ya go! Make sure you get it to 'em hot Freddy. I'll talk to you next time. Keep me posted on how things are with you and Bon okay?" Hope said handing the food to the waiting waiter with a smile. She truly was excited about the new mini member of the Fazbear team.

"Sure I'll let you know more once me and Bonnie do. I'll see you later Hope." And with that the waiter left. There was a reason he was chosen to be the head waiter you know.

Jack sighed. The lunch rush had been a hectic one. He just wanted to lie down, but he couldn't since he was at work still.

But as he walked out of the bathroom, he found Jeremy waiting outside, arms crossed.

"Why have you been avoiding me?" he asked, not bothering to cover up that he was angry.
"Uh…" Jack squeaked.

Before he could stop himself, tears started to leak from his eyes. Jeremy just stood there, taken aback by this reaction from his boyfriend.

"Because you're acting worse than Foxy!" Jack shouted, slightly more angry than upset. "This past week you've been having me wish I was with him and not you!"

He then went back to crying, and started to hyperventilate a little. Jeremy went over and pulled him into an embrace, stroking his back.

"I'm sorry that I've been acting this way." Jeremy said in a comforting tone. "It's just that I have been wrapped up in trying to get Foxy to pay for what he did to you, I didn't see how I was acting. Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"B-because…" Jack choked out. "I-I have been throwing up still."
"Still?"
"Yeah. And then all day here I work around food, but most of the time it's pizza. Well I've been starting to feel nauseous anytime I'm around it…"
"So are you suggesting…?"
"That I could be pregnant? Maybe. I'm not sure."
"C'mon, I have a book in the office. Let's take a look at it to be sure, okay?"
"Sure."

The two then went down the hall to the security office. Jack sat on the sofa while Jeremy pulled the pregnancy book out from the desk, and then joined Jack on the couch. Skipping over conception, they went to the early weeks of pregnancy, and the symptoms that can be shown.

Both of them lost all color in their faces when they saw the symptoms match up with Jack's. He scooted closer to Jeremy when he finished reading the page.

Practically clinging to his boyfriend, he asked, "What are we going to do?"
"First," Jeremy started, "On your way home, buy a pregnancy test or two to take later. I would suggest two, just in case. If they come back positive, or even just one, we're going to the doctor's okay?"
"Okay. But Jeremy?"

"Yes dear?"
"What if the baby isn't yours?'

It took the guard a moment to process what he meant by that. They didn't use protection in their little encounter, and God knows if Foxy bothered to use any.

"Jack," Jeremy said, meeting his lover's gaze, "Even if it isn't mine, I'll still love you. I'll love the baby too, and raise him or her like my own, regardless of whether it is or not."

Hope leaned on the counter tired after the lunch rush and really wishing that someone would come in to help her soon. Obviously Goldie was having problems being back at work in the same kitchen where he was attacked, so he took frequent breaks, and Chica had been missing all of the first shift. Hope had a good idea of who she may have been with, but just the thought of one of her close friends being with… Him… Made Hope want to vomit. Hope sighed as another order came in and got to work, putting all thoughts of Chica and Foxy out of her mind.

Hope didn't even look up when she heard the kitchen door open, expecting it to be Goldie back from one of his breaks, "Hey sweetie, are you okay now?" She asked sweetly.

"Yep perfect now hottie!" Chica said laughing.

"Chica! I thought it was Goldie! Where have you been? I've practically worked the lunch rush alone! You know how busy this place gets." Hope said exasperated. She was annoyed by Chica's joke and was irritated about her skipping her shift to play with her manwhore of a boyfriend.

"Calm down. Besides, Goldie should be helping to. What's with him anyways? Ever since he came back after being sick he's been acting like this kitchen is haunted or something. I mean geez he needs to get himself together. It's his job! You know what I mean?" Chica asked as she looked at the most recent order and started to actually work for the first time today.

"Chica..." Hope said in a deadly tone, "Keep your whore mouth shut about my boyfriend. To Goldie this kitchen is fucking haunted. Wanna know what by? The face of your fucking idiot, asshole, manwhore boyfriend as he raped him. God, to think you just spent the morning with that disgusting rapist while Goldie, your supposed best friend, hyperventilated in the bathroom over him." Hope's voice was calm and level, which was ten times scarier than her yelling.

"I…" Chica started. She wanted to be mad, but if what even half of what Hope said was true then Chica knew she had no right to talk. She turned around and stormed out of the kitchen, almost running into Goldie along the way. She rushed around him on the hunt for a certain pirate.

After doing the research with Jeremy, the rest of the day moved in slow motion, or on fast forward. Because it just seemed like it was after lunch, but then now it's after dinner, and there are still a few customers to serve.

So in the downtime of waiting on a table, and getting them their food, he was by himself with Goldie in the kitchen. Hope was on her break, and Chica was somewhere Jack probably didn't want to know.

"So Goldie," Jack began. "How are you holding up?"

"Alright I suppose." he replied from his work in a weak voice.
"Yeah, I remember the first week after it happened I was pretty shell-shocked and didn't want to do much."
"It's like that. At least you had Jeremy, and I have Hope. But there are times that I'm…. doubtful of what she says is real."
"It is real, and she means it. Trust me, I didn't believe much of what Jeremy said at first, but eventually I came around."
"Glad to hear that."

The two exchanged a smile, and proceeded to talk.

"How are you?" Goldie asked, keeping up his pace with his work.

"Uh," Jack let out. "Not all too well."

"Why is that?"
"I think I might be pregnant."

Goldie nearly dropped the container of toppings he had, but he caught himself. He looked up at Jack and saw he had a nervous look across his face.

"Seriously?" Goldie asked, getting closer.

"Yeah." Jack said in almost a whisper.

"Why are you sad? You should be happy!"

"I wish I could be."

"Why can't you be? I bet Jeremy is excited to be a dad."

Jack sighed.

"Because," Jack began, trying to keep himself together, "Because I don't know who the father is."

"How…? Oh." Goldie said, catching himself. "Right."

"Jeremy and I shared a passionate moment and didn't use anything, and I think he didn't use anything when he… Even if he did, it probably was cheap."

After letting that off of his chest, he took a deep breath, willing himself not to cry.

"It won't be so bad," Goldie said after a few moments. "You have Jeremy!"
"Yeah…" Jack said. "I'm just scared, you know?"

"I understand."
"Thanks Goldie."

"Anytime."

Just then the timer dinged on the oven, and the customer's food was ready. Jack took the food and said goodbye to Goldie, still thinking about his potential pregnancy.

"Hope! Come on we're gonna be late!" Carrie said pulling Hope down the hallway.

"Late for what?" Hope asked confused. She just wanted to go home and maybe invite Goldie over so she could keep an eye on him.

"The alliance meeting, duh!" Carrie said excitedly.

"But isn't that a lesbian alliance?" Hope said confused, "I'm dating Goldie and I thought he was a guy?"

"Oh, that whole "straight" thing or "bi" thing, whichever it is. Yeah, it's no big deal. We like you! Plus, there's always the chance you'll convert!" Carrie said smiling and pulling on Hope's arm more determinedly.

"I'm coming, calm down Carrie." Hope said rolling her eyes, and trying to hide a smile.

"Toni!" Carrie called as she entered the room where the alliance always met, "I got Hope! Let's get this party started!"

"Hey Hope, sup?" Toni said smiling. The rest of the small group sat up and smiled as well once they saw Hope.

"Been awhile since I've been to a meeting. Sorry about that guys." Hope said sheepishly.

"Oh don't worry about it sweetie, I know you've been busy with everything going on lately... Im just glad youve been making it to work!" Mangle said with a forced smile. Hope didn't say anything to her about Foxy, mostly because she didn't know how much the others knew about everything that went on the past month.

"I will admit I missed you..." Mike said quietly. "Don't take that lightly either, I'm very picky about who I like."

"I missed you guys too, things have just been a little crazy. So what's on the alliance's agenda today?" Hope said smiling.

"Oh well, there's the question of what's up with Jeremy. He's been hella pissy lately. Me and little C have been kinda worried about him." Toni said, sounding concerned.

"Really? I just thought he's been taking care of Jack." Hope said, curious about what the girls were talking about.

"Oh yeah. Jeremy is usually sweet, happy, and respectful, but lately he hasn't been doing anything I've asked." Mangle said, sounding a bit sad.

"Hey babe, if he's making you upset I'll take care of it." Mike said pulling Mangle close to him.

"Maybe he's annoyed with Frank cause he's been slipping away all the time." Carrie said.

"Well little C he did get his boyfriend preggers. Seriously. How does such a bottom actually turn out to be a top!?" Toni said sounding annoyed.

"Mark is pregnant?!" Mangle shouted, "All employee's are supposed to report any pregnancies or other health risks to me!"

"Woah. Frank is actually a top?" Mike asked, sounding surprised.

"Yeah, I know right? That was my first thought too!" Carrie said.

"Calm down Mangle. Are you seriously telling me you didn't notice that he was acting way different?" Hope asked.

"Well… To be honest I kind of purposely avoid going to the Prize Corner." Mangle said, "Those boys are really, really loud…"

"I…" Hope just kind of stared at Mangle for a minute. To be honest she wasn't too sure about how she even became manager. Everything was okay at this restaurant it seemed.

"Mangle you do realize Bonnie is totally preggers too, right?" Toni asked laughing.

"Of course! Bonnie actually followed company policy! I really need to know these things!" Mangle said angrily.

"Wait, so are both of them due at the same time?" Mike asked, curious about how these unexpected little surprises would affect the workplace.

"Well," Hope said, "I was over there after they found out and he did look like he was kind of showing… Bon has basically been testing since like immediately after him and Fred were in the closet. So I think Mark is further along."

"You know, I kinda thought Bon Bon was gonna get pregnant. He was always in the bathrooms!" Carrie said, faking an extensive knowledge of the signs of pregnancy.

"Wait.. Little C, hasn't Jack been doing that lately! I bet all that time he spent with Jeremy is cause they were totally doing it!" Toni said excitedly.

"What?" Mangle asked sounding very nervous. Hope and Mike both looked at her, one with a hidden message that if Jack was pregnant there would be trouble, and one with concern.

"You all know Jack isn't that reckless.." Hope said, still looking at Mangle, "Anyways, I promised Goldie I would come by his house before I went home. I'll see you guys later!"

It was nearly eleven at night.

Jack was sitting on the couch in his living room of his apartment. He had just bought the pregnancy tests like Jeremy had said to do, and he took the two that he purchased. The anticipation was nerve-wracking. Was he or wasn't he? Once that was answered, who is the father of the child?

He shook his head. Hopefully he wouldn't have to answer that, at all. Or at the best, not right now.

Glancing over to the oven clock from his seat, since there weren't any diving walls separating the kitchen from the living room, it read eleven on the dot. Roughly seven minutes had gone by since he had taken the test. That was plenty of time for it to give a reading, and the box said it could give a reading in five minutes.

Willing himself up, Jack meandered into the bathroom. A plus meant he was pregnant, and a minus meant he wasn't.

He glanced down at the tests.