Will clutched Karen's trembling hand beneath the tabletop.

"So what is it?" Grace asked him, her eyes intense. She was seated across from him at the round kitchen tale of their apartment, with Karen between them and Jack across from her. When Will didn't answer her question immediately, forks clanked onto their plates and eyes turned suspiciously towards him. Karen stared at her chicken cordon bleu. She squeezed Will's hand.

"You said you had something big to tell us, so what's the news?" Grace prompted again. Will took a deep breath before speaking.

"Well guys, there's um…there's no easy way to say this, so I'm just going to say it," he said. Karen looked at him, her eyebrows furrowed. Grace and Jack leaned into him, expectantly. "Me and Karen…um, K-K-Karen and me are…"

"Yes?" Jack was growing impatient.

Will couldn't get the words out.

"We're going to have a baby." Karen finished the thought for him.

Grace and Jack sat in shocked silence for a moment, then both burst into hysterical laughter.

"Good one, guys," Jack cackled. "Can you imagine?!" He and Grace continued laughing, a snort escaping from Grace as she slapped her hand against the table. It only took a minute or two for them to realize that Karen and Will were definitely not laughing.

"Guys…" Will's voice was barely audible. The laughter subsided and Grace was suddenly very confused.

"Wait…are you serious?" she asked, the smile sliding off of her face. Jack recoiled in horror.

"Very," Will replied, as Karen pushed her chair away from the table and stood, exposing to them her swollen belly. Will patted it proudly, watching as it grew by the second. Jack began retching as Grace stood up and extended hand towards Karen's stomach, which was now the size of a watermelon.

"Oh…my…GOD," she exclaimed, advancing slowly towards Karen and Will.

"So what do you think, honey?" Karen asked her, smiling. Her stomach looked like it was about to pop.

"I think….I think…" Grace sputtered. Suddenly, her eyes turned a deep red, and she turned towards Will. "I think I'm gonna KILL YOU."

Suddenly, Karen and Jack evaporated out of the room, and the walls started closing in on Will as he backed away from Grace. Everything started going dark, and all her could see was her outraged form, rising in front of him, her hands extended towards his throat.

"Gracie…" he croaked, waving his hands in front of him in a desperate attempt to fend her off. "GRACE!"

But it was too late, her huge, icy hands had encircled his throat as rose up over him, pushing him to the ground. She tightened her grip on his throat, emitting a shrieking sound that must be what death sounds like. Will squinched his eyes shut tight, waiting for the end to come. Just as long as she didn't hurt Karen. Karen…

"KAREN!"

Will was woken by the sound of his own voice as his cry pierced the silence of the night. He sat bolt upright in the hotel bed, and jumped when he felt Karen's hand on his shoulder. He collected himself and sighed, placing his own hand on top of hers.

"So what'd they do to you?" she asked him, giving him a knowing smile. It would never fail to amaze Will just how simpatico his and Karen's thoughts were.

"Strangled me."

"Hmm, that's not so bad," Karen paused, "Jack torched my closet."

"Wow," Will breathed, forcing a smile. It was then that he noticed Karen sitting in the bed next to him with her bathrobe on, an open book resting on her lap and her bedside light on. "How long have you been awake?"

"About half an hour."

"What are we gonna do, Kare?" Will's voice was sullen as he turned to her. She took his face in her hands, letting the book on her lap flip shut.

"We're not going to do anything yet," she instructed. "We've got four more days together and three more before I can get an accurate pregnancy test reading," she reminded him. "So we're just going to enjoy ourselves and try not to think about this."

She released his face and plucked the book from her lap, placing it on the bedside table as she switched off the light. He nodded, and wrapped his arm around her warm frame as she snuggled up next to him in the darkness. Not thinking about their situation was easier said than done. MUCH easier said than done. He traced the indent of her bellybutton with his index finger and kissed the crook of her neck. Even now, their child could be growing inside of her, beneath his very fingertips. He squeezed his eyes together tightly, willing the image to leave his mind. Karen sensed his tension.

"Will, relax," she told him, adjusting the pillow beneath her head. "No matter what happens," she began, turning her head the slightest bit to meet his eyes, "I love you."

Will smiled for her. He really wasn't looking forward to dealing with the consequences if she was pregnant. But even more so than that, he was absolutely dreading the feeling of disappointment if she wasn't.

"I love you too."