To Cut A Long Story Short, you recover...

You found yourself drifting in and out of consciousness for weeks, unable to do much else but look at the doctors examine you. Occasionally, you'd have the strength to raise your cheeks and smile, but doctors tried to advise you not to.

Not that anything mattered anymore. You were home.

A month passed since your original awakening and you found yourself feeling stronger. You groaned and sat up, looking around your room to find Sara passed out in a chair. You hadn't realised she had visited. If you had known, you'd have definitely tried harder.

You rested a hand on her head and stroked her hair, watching her as she slept. You looked down at her belly before letting out a fairly loud gasp.

"Holy fuck!" You can't help but shout out, seeing the size of her stomach. She groaned in her sleep and groggily sat up.