December 25, 2000 - New York

Sara smiled politely at various attendees at the Hogswatch party. Normally, the ambiance of the Life Cafe charmed her, but tonight, she found some of the decorations, antics, and general atmosphere taxing.

She wasn't moving very much, lacking the energy. Mark had suggested they leave after an hour of appearances so she could rest. One part of her mind appreciated her husband's thoughtfulness, even as the rest ground out a stubborn, "No, we can stay."

She rubbed her back, feeling a low, dull ache.

It abruptly sharpened and she inhaled, almost hissing through her teeth.

That...wasn't a muscle spasm.

.....oh my god.

"Mark," she said softly to the man sitting next to her, "I think....I think Laura's getting impatient."

Here we go.