Liz got home from the store and went back up to her room, carrying a brown paper bag. She sat back down on her bed and pulled out what was inside the bag. She just held it and stared at it. Then she remembered.**FLASHBACK APRIL 9, 1999**
Liz and Lucky are kissing on the bed in their New York City hotel room. As Liz started to pull off Lucky's shirt, he stops her.
Lucky: Elizabeth, wait. Look, if you're not sure about this then neither am I.
Liz: Lucky, it's okay.
Lucky: Are you sure, Elizabeth? Are you really sure you are ready?
Liz: I have never been so sure about anything in my life. Are you?
Lucky: Yeah, I am.
They both look into each other's eyes, and they could see that the other was really sure. Lucky kissed Liz again, in a way like he never has before. As Liz tugged at Lucky's shirt again, he pulls it off over his head. Lucky then unbuttons Liz's shirt all the way. They begin to make love and Liz is not scared at all. Lucky was so gentle with her. As they both experience their first time together, they were unaware that it would also be their last time together.
**BACK TO PRESENT IN LIZ'S ROOM**
A single tear fell down Liz's cheek as she remembered that night. She did not regret that night at all. It was everything she ever hoped it to be. Lucky showed her what it was like to make love the right way. Liz then got up and went into her bathroom. After a few minutes, Liz hears the doorbell ring. She leaves her room and goes downstairs to open the door.
Liz: Em...Hi
Emily: Sorry to drop by without calling, but I wanted to see if you wanted to go out to dinner with me? Just us girls.
Just as Liz was about to answer, she remembered what she was doing upstairs before the doorbell rang.
Liz: Oh, umm...I'll be right back.
Liz flew up the stairs to her room.
Emily: What's going on?
Liz ran into her room and then into her bathroom and slammed the door. When Emily heard the door slam, she ran up to Liz's room.
Emily: Liz, are you okay?
Liz came out of the bathroom, pale and shaking.
Emily: Liz...Liz, what's wrong? You look like you just saw a ghost.
Liz started to cry.
Emily: Hey, what's wrong? You can tell me.
Emily walked over to Liz.
Liz: I...I'm...
Emily: You're what? Liz, you can trust me, you know that. Tell me.
Liz: I'm...pregnant, Em.