Pregnancy Blues

Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine...
Spoilers: None, but I hope there will be soon.
Pairing: Jack/Liz, Jack/Avery
Summary: "I'm sorry, I think I misunderstood."
A/N: Congrats to Tina Fey on her pregnancy! Whoo!

Liz cleared her throat.
"Um, hello?" 
She tapped on the microphone to see if it was on. It was.
"Oh, hi everyone! Anyways, as you know, I am Liz Lemon, head writer of TGS with Tracy Jordan."
Everyone clapped.
"I know it's mid-season, but I'm afraid that--writers and actors...and Jack, especially you--TGS is yet again going on a hiatus."
Everyone groaned.
"Why?" someone finally asked. She turned to see who it was, but she couldn't find the face. But she didn't have to. She knew that voice.
Liz felt her heart beating like a bomb ticking. There's no blue and red wires to make it stop. 
"W-w-w-why?"
"That was my question, Lemon. You never told me this."
Liz took a deep breath and said to her staff,
"I'm pregnant."
Everyone gasped. Even Jenna, who was drinking her wine. She spit the wine out and ran straight to Liz.
"YOU'RE WHAT?! BY WHO?! WHO KNOCKED YOU UP?!"
Jack's eyes widened. He put his hand on his chest, looking like he was about to have a heart attack. He ran back to his office.
"Jack? Jack! Where are you going?"
"Come on, Liz. You're telling me EVERYTHING," Jenna said, as she was dragging Liz to her dressing room.
*
"So, who's the father?" Jenna asked.
"Look, don't tell anyone, okay?"
"Pinky promise."
Liz was going to hold out her pinky like what five-year-olds did, but refused to do so.
She sighed, then said slowly,
"Jack Donaghy."
Jenna turned to her and patted her back.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Liz."
And at that moment, Liz began to cry.
*
"Jack?"
"Come in, Lemon."
"Look, about that night a few months ago--"
"Oh. That's why you're here."
He took a sip of his scotch and sat down in front of her.
"Yup, that's why," she replied.
"I--"
"Look, Jack. I'm sorry. I know it's been a year since our divorce, but those first few months were hard for me when we were married. And I know they were hard for you too--"
"Lemon--"
"--and I was really happy when you came to see me a few months ago in my new apartment. It was like we were still--"
"Lemon--"
"--married, so then you kissed me and I kissed you back and we had sex, and I know that was a total mistake because you have Avery and Liddy now--"
"LIZ!"
Liz stopped.
"Yeah?" she asked shakily.
"What did you eat?"
"What do you mean?"
"What. Did. You. Eat?" he asked again.
"Wha--Oh! I ate Cheesy Blasters and Sabor de Soledads for lunch."
Jack laughed.
"Liz, listen to me," Jack started,
"You were dreaming. Listen, we're still married, Liz. We have a wonderful daughter named Emily and you're five months pregnant."
"Do I have amnesia?" she asked Jack.
*
She woke up in her office.
"I have got to eat better," she said. 
She walked down the hall to Jack's office, thinking if everything was real or if it was just fantasy. 

END