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Jonathan's POV:

Patrick and Kylie left and I was stuck sitting alone at a table for four like a stood up idiot.

What did Lindsey have to tell me? And why did Kylie look so nervous when she came out of the bathroom? And what did she have to tell me that she couldn't say in front of my best friend and not only his wife, but one of her closest friends?

The questions were driving me crazy.

A few minutes later, Lindsey came out of the bathroom, looking flushed and like she had been crying. Shit, I thought, I made her cry, i'm such an ass.

She sat across from me.

"Jonathan," she started.

"Look Linds," I cut her off, "I'm sorry, I don't know what got into me, and it was wrong of me to say that."

"Jonathan i'm pregnant." she said still looking down.

I felt like I was going to throw up, but how? I thought. We had been so careful. I knew I wanted to be a father someday, but today? It was too soon.

Then Lindsey said something that would hit me like a bus.

"I -I don't know" she stuttered "I don't know if you're the father."

My mind went blank. I couldn't breathe. My mouth took over for me.

"What the hell do you mean?!" I said trying not to yell.

"It was after the wedding," she said through tears, "We we're fighting about how you were never around and..."

"And what?!" I said sharply.

"And Adam, he was so sweet." she said.

"You slept with Burish?" I whispered.

"Jonathan I'm so sorry." she said crying with her head in her hands.

There was a long pause.

"Well lets make sure, then, i'll meet you at the hospital tomorrow morning at ten." Was all I said, before heading home to Lindsey and I's apartment, collecting a few things and heading over to Kaner and Kylie's.

Kylie's POV:

"Hey man," Patrick slapped Jonathan's shoulder as he came in "How ya feelin?'" Jonny just shrugged him off.

The three of us sat down on the couch. "We're meeting at the hospital tomorrow just to make sure."

"What if its yours?" Patrick asked.

I hadn't even thought about that. Lindsey and Jonathan slept together every night, they had had way more sex than the one little fling Lindsey had with some random guy, or was it a random guy?

"I don't know." Tazer said.

There was a long pause.

"It was Burish." Tazer said staring straight ahead. The words abruptly snapped Patrick and I out of our day dreams.
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Lindsey's POV:

I arrived at the Northwestern memorial medical center around 10 the next morning. I hadn't slept all night. I walked in the doors to see Jonathan, Patrick and Kylie sitting in the waiting room. Really? Why did those two need to be everywhere with him.

"Really?" I said walking up to Jonathan looking at Patrick and Kylie sitting there. "There my friends," he said standing up, "there allowed to be wherever I am." I rolled my eyes.

Jonathan and I walked up to the counter, "Hi we need a paternity test." he said to a large, old,woman sitting behind the counter. "Fill this out," she said handing me a clip board, "the doctor will be with you in a few minutes. We sat back down in the waiting room, and I began answering the questions. The four of us remained dead silent until the doctor called Jonathan and I in.

I laid back on the table, open legged as the doctor swapped the inside of me. I looked over at Jonathan his gaze was dead locked straight forward, oh my god how could I have done this.

The doctor then went over to Jonathan next and swabbed the inside of his cheek. "It should be ready in about ten minutes." the doctor said closing the door behind him. I pulled my pants back on.

"How could you do this?" I heard Jonathan whisper so quietly, I could barely hear it.

"Jonathan I-" I started

"He was my best friend Lindsey," A single tear began to drip from his eye, "and I loved you."

Just then the doctor walked in, his head hung low. My heart was already shattered, the sight of Jonathan, tears on his cheeks, saying how he loved me was too much to take.

"Jonathan," the doctor started, "i'm afraid you are not the father." Jonathan said nothing but kept his head hanging low.

"Lindsey, im afraid theres more." the doctor said, looking over to me.

"The baby, due to excessive alcohol, in your system, has," he stopped "the baby is no longer alive." he said "I'm terribly sorry for you both." he got up and walked out of the room.

I felt like I had been stabbed in the stomach. Jonathan looked up at me, he said nothing but put his arm around me. I could barely stand. He drove my car to our apartment and we both went in.

I couldn't stop crying. I clutched a pillow sitting on the couch, Jonathan handed me a cup of tea and sat down next to me.

"Its gonna be alright Linds." he said putting his arm around me. "Don't" I said flinching away, he looked confused, "don't be nice to me, I don't deserve it, I killed a baby, I cheated on you, i'm an awful person." I said.

He pulled me into his chest.

"You're not an awful person Lindsey, you made a mistake."

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