For a while, Lee had tried to get some work done. He'd been in the middle of reading for lectures the night before, when Molly had given him the news. But after reading the same sentence five times without retaining any of it, he'd decided to give up. He's not going to be able to focus on anything but Molly, but the possibility of a baby, and it's frakking crazy to even try to.

Everything's frakked. He's not sure where he and Molly stand, they haven't talked about where they go from here. It's pretty difficult to get a good night's sleep with that hanging over his head.

So as it is, even though he's brought a pillow and blanket into the living room and has made a bed on the couch, he hasn't slept more than a few minutes all night. He's already awake when he hears Molly's voice, and when he looks over to see her silhouetted in the dark doorway to the hall.

"Yeah," he says, and he sits up in the dark, "Me neither."