As usual, Liz was making a great deal of sense. The end of the mission might be a little difficult, but if everything went well she would be having her baby back on Earth. Her eyes widened a little at the next words. She knew what her options were, but there was really only one choice she could make. "I completely support a woman's right to choose what happens to her body, but... this baby already feels like a part of me," she said quietly. Even though she'd just heard and was still in a state of shock, she already loved the child. And the child's father was the man she loved more than anything, the man who had made her life so much richer and happier. She couldn't do anything to harm his child.

"I couldn't get rid of it," she continued. "I just... I couldn't." It was strange to realize she'd already made a decision, but it wasn't a difficult decision at all. "But I don't know how to tell John. I'm afraid of what this is going to do to our relationship and to our careers, and I'm sure neither of us is ready..." She'd always wanted to be a mother, but that didn't mean she felt anywhere near prepared for it. But maybe no one ever really did. It just felt overwhelming, so much so that it was hard to calm down enough to really think about what needed to be done.