Ooooooh time to get all medical and mysterious. Also a little sentimental, so make sure you have some tissues near by; and for the manly man, an axe so you can chop a piece of wood or cut down a tree (idk what you guys do). There's only one more chapter next bros and sis's, so read slowly and pause for dramatic effect! Love you guys, and thank you~^^

Doc opened a manila folder and retrieved Twitch's medical records from the med bay. He called her in to the infirmary for a check up on her condition. It was more for him instead of her. He had been worried sick about her when he received the news while he was in Yemen. Although he was back and he could see she was doing fairly well, he still felt the need to run over any tests or notes taken that pertained to her. "Well?" Twitch said as Doc walked towards her looking over her records. "Well, you're fine- just as they said. I was more worried about your blood work in case there were any possibilities for infection," he said passing her the results from her tests. Twitch looked over it despite not understanding anything she read. "Gustave," she said holding her blood work sheet outwards. "What does this mean?" She pointed to a section that read: Quantitative Beta hCG 6.0 POSITIVE**. Doc smiled shaking his head. "It's a false positive due to an elevation of your hormones. It's nothing to worry about." Twitch gave him a look of skepticism as he took her results and placed them back in the folder.

"Are you still sore?" Doc asked walking back over to Twitch. "Ouais, just a bit. My coughing is getting better as I talk and yell though." Doc looked at Twitch with a stern face. "Emma," he began as she giggled. "I'm only kidding, Gustave. Calm down," she said with a smile. Doc shook his head as he wrapped his arms around her waist. He pulled her close, bringing his face close to hers. "Gustave?" Twitch said placing her hands on his upper arms. "Shh, Emma," he said leaning in for a kiss. The memory of the first time Lion had done the same with her flashed across her mind. Twitch turned her head before his lips had a chance to meet hers. "What's the matter?" Doc asked pulling away. Twitch turned to give him an awkward smile. "I just.. You don't have to do this if you don't want to. I know how you are about familiarity in the workplace." Doc nodded slowly. "I know. But, being in Yemen and seeing how families were ripped apart, it just made me think about how I haven't taken the time out to put how you were feeling into consideration. I'm fine with this," he said running his hands over her body to grip her by the waist. Twitch moved her hands to caress Doc's face. "I love you so much, but I don't think my body could handle it right now." Doc gripped one of her hands to bring it to his lips, "I'm sorry, I didn't think about that. I guess I'm just excited to be back is all." Twitch giggled placing a light kiss on Doc's lips. "I'll always be here for that, mon chere~" Twitch whispered.

Doc smiled at her leaning in for another kiss. "It's nice to be back, but I have left over supplies to put away. You need to give those muscles a rest, ouais?" Twitch agreed and Doc helped her slide off the table. "Will you need help getting to your room?" Doc asked as Twitch winced. "Non, I'll be fine. Do you have anything I could get for my discomfort?" Doc nodded before saying, "Of course. How bad is it?" Twitch thought about it for a second. "It's different every now and then. Sometimes it can be a ten, other times it can be as low as like a five." Doc nodded and headed out the room. He was back within five minutes with a prescription bottle. "I'm not going to write you a prescription, but here," he said handing the bottle to her. "As always, take as needed. One for mild pain, two for severe." Twitch opened the bottle and dry swallowed one of the pills. "Thank you, Gustave." She started on her way out of the infirmary, turning to say one final goodbye before heading to the main building. Her put on smile fading away as she thought about Lion. Once again, she hurt him badly. Only this time, it may have been a wound that wouldn't heal...

Twitch splashed cold water on her face in an effort to make herself feel better. She wasn't in pain, but she was nauseous to no end. She had chalked it up to being a side effect of the pain medication Doc had given her. I won't be taking anymore pills after this, that's for damn sure... She stepped out of her bathroom and walked over to her nightstand. She had planned to text Doc about her ungodly nausea when her door slamming startled her. She turned to see no other than Lion. His stance was stand off-ish, and his face still held so much hurt from earlier. "Olivier? Wh-what are you doing in here?" Lion huffed as he took a single step forward. "Emma, are you being serious right now?" Twitch shrugged her shoulders as she nervously looked around the room. "Emma," Lion said demanding her attention. "Why did you say 'yes'?" Twitch scoffed shaking her head at him. "I told you, Olivier, I'm still in a relationship with Gustave. You knew that, and yet you still pursued me." Lion's jaw tensed as he looked away from her. He ran a hand through his hair before turning his focus back onto her. "You still let me in, Emma. You didn't do a damn thing to keep me out of your bed. I may have kissed you those few times before, but the last time it was you. I told you to tell me to leave, and you didn't."

Twitch crossed her arms shaking her head furiously, "So you're attacking me now? You know how lonely I was while he was gone!" Lion gripped his hair with tight fists. She just wasn't getting it. "Emma, if he really mattered to you, why did you do those things with me? Why did you let me kiss you in the hospital? Why would you ask me to hold you in bed after your argument with Monika?" Twitch looked down at her feet shaking her head again. She didn't want to be reminded of the things she did while Doc was away; but now that he was back, she wanted so desperately to focus on the relationship she had tried to convince Lion she was so committed to. "Emma," Lion said with a pant. Twitch didn't look up, but he continued. "Emma, I love you." That sentence caught her attention. Her focus snapped to him as she placed a hand over her heart. "Emma, when you offered your support to me, I held you close to me as a very good friend. After Paris, I just... I don't know," Lion said scratching the back of his head and looking away. His jaw tightened again due to his obvious discomfort. "When Gustave started getting called away, and you needed me to fill in for him- I guess I just let it go to my head. When you didn't stop me that day in the shower, I felt like you felt the same way. That night you caught me watching you. The way you acted because I didn't follow through. There was so much. I didn't mean to go this far, I really didn't..."

Lion's eyes sparkled as tears pooled themselves along the rim of his lower eyelids. Twitch closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She couldn't look at Lion or else she'd lose her composure. He couldn't have picked a better time to tell her how he really felt? He had to right after she agreed to an engagement? "Emma, please don't marry Gustave." Twitch looked back up at Lion. Heavy tears fell down her face as well. Lion walked over to her. He looked down at her in the same way he had done so many times before, but instead of that sleepy look, his eyes were full of desperation. "Emma, I can't give you up. Please don't do this. I love you, so much..." He dared to wrap his arms around her waist. He had expected her to push him away, but to his surprise she placed her hands on his face. She opened to mouth to tell him that she too felt the same, but she was so distraught with facing the reality of it all that she couldn't find a single word to utter. Lion leaned forward to press his lips to hers. Twitch had practically pulled him to her. Their kisses were slow, soft, innocent little whispers between lips that grew harder and more frantic. Twitch couldn't let Lion go either.

They made their way onto her bed. Lion was over her as always, sliding his hands up her torso and under her top. He pulled away from her, turning his focus onto her neck to leave hot kisses down her skin. Her panting in his ears made his grow more excited. He had begun to push her top upwards when her quiet sobs caught his attention. Lion sat up to look at her face-to-face. Her eyes were squeezed shut as she cried. "Emma," Lion said bringing up one of his hands to wipe her tears away. Twitch opened her eyes and looked up at Lion. She shook her head slightly as her sobs grew heavier. "I'm sorry..." Twitch said through her tears. "I'm so sorry..." Lion pulled his other hand from under her shirt. He sat back and pulled her up into an embrace, holding her close to him. Her body trembled and shook as she cried. Lion was sorry too. He tried to reason with himself that if he had never acted on how he felt, he never would have known if Twitch felt the same way. Yet, acting on how he felt caused Twitch to feel the way she felt now. Although her regretted nothing, Lion could only conclude that loving her wasn't worth the pain it had caused her...

Twitch sighed as she sat up in bed. Nausea had taken over her, and she wanted to vomit. She looked over to her clock. 6:45 a.m. Dammit... Deciding that the nausea was too much to bear, Twitch got out of bed. She texted Doc to see if he was awake, and sure enough he was busy in the infirmary. Twitch pulled on her jacket and started on her way to see him. She felt faint as she went down the stairs, fighting to keep her balance. She reached the first floor, and hastily retreated to the medical building through the cold England air. "Gustave!?" Twitch called out shivering as she made her way inside. "In the back!" Twitch opened the door that led into the hallway for the infirmary. She looked in each one of the rooms, not seeing Doc in either of them. "Gustave?" Twitch called again turning to walk back to the Pharmacy. "Emma?" Doc said from the end of the hallway. Twitch gave him one of her disapproving looks as she shook her head. "Thanks for hiding in the supply closet," she said walking forward to give him a kiss. "Ahh, but you know how I like fun," he replied with a sly smile. Twitch gave him a small laugh when she doubled over with a pain in her abdomen. "Are you alright?" Doc asked grabbing her by her arms. "I don't know. I haven't been feeling well recently," Twitch said as she panted. "Come, I'll examine you."

Doc led her into the nearest examination room and she took her place on the table. "Are you in anymore pain?" Doc asked as he pulled on some gloves. "Ouais," Twitch said as another wave of nausea hit her. "I'm very nauseous as well. I thought the nausea was the pills you gave me, so I stopped taking them." Doc nodded as he turned to open a drawer and pull out a thermometer. "Rate the pain for me?" he said walking back over. "About a seven," she said before opening her mouth and lifting her tongue. Doc watched his watch and took the thermometer back after ten seconds. "You're temperature is slightly elevated. When is your next period?" He turned to dispose of the protective coating as Twitch calculated. "It should have started the day after the.. The incident. I noticed some light blood spots in my underwear the day I woke up in the med bay." Doc removed his gloves and motioned for her to stand up. Twitch slid off the examination table, almost losing her balance. Luckily Doc moved quick enough to catch her. "Are you dizzy?" Twitch nodded. "From your symptoms, I would say that you're late on your period from the stress. Your hormones and adrenaline being elevated have thrown your body off cycle. It should get better within a week. As for the nausea and fainting, it sounds like you could be anemic. I'll have to take a blood sample." Twitch gave him an exasperated sigh as he turned to leave out. "I know Emma, you don't like needles, but it won't hurt too bad, I promise."

Doc came back into the room after about twenty minutes. He had her new blood test results, and told her it was exactly what he had expected. "Your iron and folate levels are very low. A little more than half way under the required amount. It seems like you're not taking in enough vitamins as well, which can also be due to the stress. Luckily, I have some prenatals in storage. They'll work wonders for you in terms of vitamin efficiency. I'm also going to put you on a low iron supplement since you're not particularly fond of iron rich meats. Does that sound good to you?" Twitch nodded as Doc wrote out a prescription for her. "Take one of each every day until you run out of both. I want you to start these today," Doc said as he finished writing it out and handing it to her. "Merci, Gustave." Doc gave her a small wink before leaving out the room. He was gone for another ten minutes before coming back with her supplements. "I trust you not to forget," Doc joked. "Oh please, Gustave. When was the last time I forgot anything?" When you started fucking Lion while he was away, she said from the back of her mind. "Good girl, Emmanuelle. I'll see you later tonight."

Twitch sat across from Six in her office. She fidgeted with her hands, using her nails to pick at each other. "Ms. Pichon, I'm sure you can understand why I'm hesitant to fulfill your request," Six said tilting her head back to peer down her nose at Twitch. Twitch nodded biting her bottom lip. She was extremely nervous, and she could feel Six absorbing her energy like a sponge. "Gustave is probably the most important member of the team, and you're requesting a year leave?" Twitch nervously laughed as Six repeated the request back to her. Most operators asked for a month, maybe two; but to ask for as much as a year was awfully brave. "Madame Six, I've just been overcome with depression from PTSD. I keep recalling that last waking moment before the blast at Parliament, and it just..." Twitch trailed off as she began to cry. "I'm sorry. I just would like some time off from Rainbow. I know a year sounds like a lot, but I'd like to check myself into a facility to put myself back on track." Six looked very unconvinced as she stared at Twitch. She sighed and reached inside of one of the drawers to her desk to pull out time off and leave request forms. "I'll file your request, but that's only because you have always sat well with me. When were you hoping to leave?" Twitch sighed with relief before she spoke, "As soon as possible. Tomorrow if we can." Six didn't make any motion that suggested she heard her, she just finished filling out the request form. "Tomorrow it is. I wish the best for you and Gustave," she said scanning the form to make a copy for Twitch. "Merci, Madame," Twitch said taking her copy of her form. She stood and turned to leave when Six caught her attention. "Congratulations on your engagement." Twitch placed her hand on the door handle and turned to look at Six. She gave her a small nod and a smile, then turned to find Doc.

**ALRIGHT. LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING. Yes, Doc says not to worry about it- but would I really write it in if it isn't something to worry about? If you know anything about blood tests/medical stuff and you know what that result means- DON'T SAY ANYTHING TO GIVE IT AWAY IN THE REVIEWS! If you don't know- DON'T LOOK IT UP! It will be revealed in the last chapter (Twitch dies. JK! No one dies... At least in this story. Heh heh heh)

There is gonna be a big ass time skip in the next chapter, so y'all mofos better remember this note (kidding~ I'll remind you at the beginning of next chapter ^^) STAY TUNED, YOU DON'T WANNA MISS THE FINALE! It should be posted tomorrow if I'm not too distracted~ c:

I love you guys so much and I'm gonna break your hearts! (Kidding! I would never ^^)