Pope walked around the house, looking for either energon or predacon bones. He let out a heavy sigh and rubbed his forehead.

He glanced over as he saw Tennille and Applejack picking crates of apples up.

Tennille hissed with pain and dropped a crate of apples, bending over and clutching her waist.

Pope ran over to them as Kaitlyn lifted her head and looked toward the two.

"You okay?" Garroth asks in concern.

"Y-yeah... just... my stomach hurts. And I threw up yesterday after I was dizzy," Tennille said, her voice filled with hints of pain.

Kaitlyn's eyes softened, "you must be due anyway too... right?"

Silence reigned for a moment.

"W-what?" Tennille said, her voice above a whisper.

"You... you didn't know?" Pope asked, placing his hand on his cousin's shoulder.

"I... I didn't know," Tennille whimpered, her hands shaking.

Paige stood in her room, her gaze saddened.