You had met Jack a few years ago, you were a teacher and one of your coworkers had gotten hurt so you ended up at PTMC with them. When you met, it was an instant connection. Soon after, you found yourself in a pretty serious relationship. You had moved in together after about a year and a half, and that led you to now. Recently, you and Jack had been talking about kids and decided that you weren’t necessarily trying, but if it happens, it happens.

At work one day, you find yourself feeling dizzy and lightheaded and end up passing out in your classroom which gets you a trip to the ER. You protest, but your boss is insistent that you get checked out. Once you get to the hospital, you don’t wait very long until you get called back. They do some tests and now all you can do is wait. Jack rushes into your room as soon as he finds out you’re here, telling anyone and everyone to put a rush on your labs and whatever else you needed.

“Hey, sweetheart. What the hell happened?” Jack says with a concerned expression as he comes to sit with you, wondering how you ended up here.

“Jack, I’m fine. Just got a little dizzy.” You attempt to reassure him, but he just looks at you skeptically.

He ends up looking in your chart to see what the results had shown, and the urine and blood test both confirm what he didn’t really expect.

“Wanna know why you don’t feel good? It’s kinda my fault…” Jack says with a smirk you can hear, turning to you with the expression you expected.