On the way back to Genesis Garden Apartments to pick up their luggage, Jensen Morrison had already ordered several brands of pregnancy tests online.
As soon as she got to her apartment, Ivy Holden saw a bag hanging on the doorknob.
"What's this?" Ivy Holden wondered, taking the bag down. She opened it and took a look— "Jensen Morrison! Did you do this?"
"Yeah, I just ordered them online," Jensen Morrison nodded.
"Have you lost your mind?" Ivy Holden angrily threw the bag at him.
"Why not give it a try?" Jensen Morrison quickly caught the bag and sidled up to her with a grin. "It won't hurt to try."
"If you want to try, you can do it yourself." Ivy Holden opened the door, went inside, and then slammed it shut behind her.
Jensen Morrison rubbed his nose, which had nearly been flattened by the door, and shook his head helplessly.
'Looks like she's really angry now.'
'How am I going to cheer her up?'
Ten minutes later, Ivy Holden came out, wheeling her suitcase.
