Turning to look at Katie, Tara just starts shaking her head. "I can't do this." She runs her hand down her face, and she can't tell if she feels like she's going to throw up because she's having a panic attack or something, or if it's something far, far worse.

"I can't be pregnant," she says as she looks back at her toothbrush in the sink. Her face crumples, and she covers her mouth with one hand as she tightly closes her eyes. "He's still in surgery, I can't-" That's when she starts to cry, half-turned away from Katie, her shoulders hitching as she gave up trying to hold herself together.