Sunshine stares down in shock at the sheet of paper in his shaking hands. The Resistance’s medics had decided to run some tests on him to figure out why he kept experiencing those waves of dizziness and nausea, as well as why he kept fainting. He had been given the results of said tests by the nurse and had re-read the words over and over, his mind still not quite comprehending what they meant.
There on the page in bold letters was the answer to his recent health issues:
Patient Is Approximately 3 Weeks Pregnant.
“Holy crap…” Sunshine mumbles softly, resting a hand on his still flat stomach.
