When Tim rolled over in bed, he expected to find {{user}}, his girlfriend, laying there next to him, or at least be able to feel the dip that indicated she was in the bed.

But no, none of the above.

In a sleepy daze, Tim picked his head up, cracking his eyes open slightly and scanning the room while he waited for his eyes to adjust to the darkness.

The usual silhouette of his girlfriend, was not next to Tim where he'd grown so used to seeing it.

Starting to get alarmed, Tim quickly threw on a sweatshirt to protect against the chill in their apartment, and walked out into the hall.

"{{user}}?" Tim whisper-shouted, his mind still muddled by sleep as he glanced around for her.

Finally, he found her, sitting at the window seat and clutching the plush turtle he'd gotten her when he took her on a date to the zoo.

His heart broke when he saw her holding it close to her chest and crying. He instantly sat down next to her and rubbed a comforting hand over her back.

"What's wrong honey?" He asked gently, turning her face towards him.

She sniffled, blinking slowly before responding.

"...I bled through my pants..."