'The Rabbit Done Died' Meme

[spaceshadowfax]

The Rabbit Done Died
"The rabbit died" is an old saying meaning one is pregnant, coming from the now no longer practiced rabbit test.

Congratulations!

You're pregnant. Knocked up. Eating for two. Have a bun in the oven.
Insert your own cliched phrase here. No matter how you say it, you're
downright fertilized. Even if you're not typically in possession

Comments

2...because she's all ghosty :P

[open_flame]

[She just blinks at him with her arms folded. Do you have ANY idea how hard it is to get here from the other side, Jack? Hard. Really hard.]

heee

[captain_flyboy]

Jack is looking miserable and unhappy as he looks at his wife. "Liz?"

[open_flame]

"What, you were expecting somebody else?" She knows he wasn't, at least not right now. It seems that mental link didn't sever totally when she died.

"What's wrong?"

[captain_flyboy]

"I screwed up...big time," Jack says, "God did I screw up."

[open_flame]

There's about a half a second's hesitation before she materializes. Liz is still getting the hang of this whole ectoplasm business decades later.

She takes both his hands and lowers her voice to a gentle soothing tone. "Just relax..." No, the irony of her being the one who's telling him this isn't lost on her. "What happened?"

[captain_flyboy]

Jack shivers at the cool feel of Liz's hands. "I'm pregnant.....just scanned myself today to figure out why I've been feeling like crap."

[open_flame]

She hasn't mastered those old tricks her fire used to be good for, either. "Sorry." She doesn't let go, though.

"Shit..." Liz looks down at Jack's stomach instinctively. "I...um..." She doesn't want to admit she's been watching him. Checking up on him in that possibly creepy 'haunting' sort of way. She's not sure how he'll react to that. "That's gonna mean your plans need a lot of reworking, huh?"

[captain_flyboy]

"You could say that," Jack says, "there is also the baby's father to consider."

[open_flame]

Liz reaches up gently cupping his face in her hand. "You'll figure it out. You've done it before." She says confidently. She wonders about being too nosy, too curious for a moment but then asks. "Who is it?"

[captain_flyboy]

Jack hangs his head. "Harry," he mutters.

[open_flame]

Liz smiles gently. She had a feeling it was something like that if Jack was so upset. "... Harry. Not many guys in this universe who would make a better role model for a child than him, huh?" She means it, even if Jack seems terrified.

[captain_flyboy]

"John is going to kill me and then bury me alive," Jack grumbles, "I was supposed to be helping Harry not fucking him on the couch."

[open_flame]

It's perhaps the most inappropriate thing in the world, but Liz laughs really hard. "Tell me it was your couch and not his couch...please."

[captain_flyboy]

"If it was his couch I would have broken my back....again," Jack says.

[open_flame]

"At least you were a gentleman." Liz sighs and squeezes Jack's hand. "Is he still with...John?" She need to know how bad this could be before she can offer any real advice.

[captain_flyboy]

"Yes thank god that got fixed," Jack says softly, "those two need each other in order to keep going."