"Gale!" Shawn walked in, his face grave as he glanced at her pale face.

He looked at her flat abdomen. His hands hanging by his side trembled.

"It's okay, it's okay." Gale was not sure if Shawn was consoling himself or her. "As long as you're safe."

"Shawn..."

He sat down beside the bed, holding her hand and lightly kissing it. "I'm listening. Go ahead."

Gale looked into his eyes. "Did the doctor tell you?"

Shawn hesitated for a moment, then answered, "No. He told me to ask you myself."