"We're thinking maybe a month if you're lucky."

A month. How was that possible though? McKay just nodded her head as the passive faced doctor left the room. Grabbing up her purse, she moved to leave the room and head towards the elevator. She didn't understand how something like this could happen so quickly. As she stepped onto the elevator, her phone began to ring. She picked up when she saw it was Jungkook.

"Where are you?" asked Jungkook. "I swung by the apartment, and you weren't there. I thought we were supposed to do some wedding planning today."

"I'm sorry...something came up."

"McKay...talk to me. I can tell by your voice there's something you aren't telling me."

McKay could already feel the tears burning in her eyes as she listened to Jungkook's voice. A sniffle that bubbled out betrayed how she was feeling.

"Are you...are you crying?" asked Jungkook alarmed. "McKay, where are you?"

"I'm at the hospital," she said. "I'm sick, Jungkook."

"Sick? Like you have a really bad cold or..."

She didn't speak. The silence punctuated by the sobbing was all that needed to be said to convey the truth.