It was customary for Pepper to spend the morning at the medical center organising her projects. The first was the diaper service, making and storing diapers for giving out to the new parents who wanted to be a part of it and then accepting the dirty ones to be washed and stacked again for later trade. The second was making sleep sacks and receiving blankets into little layette sets for the parents who were giving their babies up. The third included art supplies left behind by Steve Rogers so that she could make baby footprints and other keepsakes for the parents giving their babies to Arva. Pepper didn't want any of the new parents to feel left out whether they were keeping or giving their babies. It had to be balanced.
By the afternoon, she was exhausted and would spend the midday sleeping until evening when she would spend some time with Wedge or one of her many friends. Thankfully, her nausea was mild.
Pepper, of course, suspected that her friend was pregnant, but Christine was doing the same thing she had done... waited for the sure sign to know that Arva's gift of conception had worked. She was just coming in from storing the second stack of 25 diapers that were complete when she saw her friend fall.
"Christine!" Pepper didn't arrive in time to catch the falling body crumpling to the floor and knelt next to her to make sure she was at least still breathing and that she hadn't hit her head. Christine was unconscious, but looked unhurt otherwise and Pepper felt it safe enought to leave her and dart across camp (as fast as she could go being pregnant) to find Barry, shouting his name as she moved.