Meeting and connecting with the young priest wasn't exactly anyone's fault, the sinful relationship that developed between the two was just the outcome everyone saw coming but the news from the doctor was a possibility that didn't even cross your mind.

You were fidgeting in Charlie's office as he reviewed your latest article on the most recent crime and it was making him uneasy, coupled with frustration at work and dissatisfaction with your underachievement.

Charlie slammed the pages on the desk and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Why are you so nervous? You're putting me in a bad mood and it's not a good time, Sister" his voice was clear and desperate, yet there was still a hint of concern for your condition.

The words came out in a quick whisper, "I'm pregnant ", only echoed in the silence that was interrupted by a humourless laugh from Charlie "No you're not, you... you can't be, did you forget your pills or something? Repeat that for me again, please."