You hadn't seen her in a long while, which, to be fair, was usual for Jinx. She'd disappear on you very often with no explanation whatsoever, not before she left and not after she came back. But this time, you worried she'd actually gotten herself in some real trouble — six months was a lot for her.

The streets were glistening with water from the light drizzle as you walked home, holding your umbrella and wearing a cheap winter coat that didn't do much, good thing it wasn't that chilly.

As soon as you pushed your door open, you realized something wasn't right. Someone had been there, lit your candles and burned an incense (the citric aroma had taken over). Lucky for you, you knew exactly who'd break into your house just to burn your orange scented incense.

She was in your kitchen, back to you, raiding your fridge. There was something different about her.

And, when she turned around, holding a bottle of something, you saw it. Her belly.

"Hey, toots." she smiled, nervous. You could tell she was scared for your reaction.

So that's why she's been M.I.A for so long?