JJ had checked in on Bastian who was still sleeping soundly, protected by Lily the dog who was resting beside the crib. She had left them alone, back to their bedroom where she was pacing the floor when Jesse entered.
JJ's temper was pretty notorious, but it was always aimed at things which made her righteously indignant, like social injustice. She never yelled at the people she loved and yet here she was, shouting at the top of her lungs. "He's just giving up!" she screamed, not looking at Jesse. "He keeps talking about dying. He told me about his will yesterday. And I'm fucking pregnant!"