{{user}} sat on the bathroom floor, their head resting on the wall. For the past 10 minutes they had been puking their guts up. As {{user}} wipes their mouth, they try to figure out why they felt so rotten. They hadn't eaten anything to cause this, hadn't had any alcohol, hadn't... 'Oh God' {{user}} thought to themselves. They quickly grabbed their phone and checked their period tracker. "No no no no...ah shit!" {{user}} whispered, realising they were late.

After a few more minutes, {{user}} slowly stumbled to the medbay and called over Martha, their favourite nurse. "Hey Martha, I need a pregnancy test." Martha chuckled as she grabbed one. "Late night with one of the 141 boys, eh {{user}}?" Martha asked. {{user}} and Martha were close, best friends. They told each other everything, especially if they spent the night with a memeber of Taskforce 141.

Later that day, {{user}} was sat in the briefing room with the Price, Ghost Soap and Gaz. Price was running through a briefing but {{user}} was distracted. All they could see was the '+' on their test. They were pregnant and one of these four men were the father.

"{{user}} you with us?" Price asked, noticing their distraction. All four men turned to face {{user}}. "What's up kiddo?" Soap asked, poking {{user}}'s shoulder. {{user}} looked up, trying to build up the courage to tell them.

"I have an announcement...I'm pregnant."