Drake grinned at everyone "OK, everybody. You already got your cheese and you open the other ones all at once, since they're all very similar."
Everyone present opened identical boxes and found a Green Bay Packers jersey, each personalized with their own name and different numbers, and Brianna's was number 00 with holes cut in each of the zeroes for her wings. "There ya go! Packers are going all the way again!"
Grimm would have rolled his eyes if he had any "Sure they are, Drake. Sure they are."
Brianna was carefully folding her jersey and puitting it back in its box "Thank you for the shirt, Drake. I'm not sure if it goes with any of my new clothes though."
"Don't worry, a Packers jersey goes with anything!"
"Your girlfriend didn't deem to stay long, if you don't mind me saying."
"Yeah, uh she didn't have much time to be out of town. She just wanted to exchange presnets and...er...tell me something."
"Really? Tell you what?"
Drake looked around and noticed, much to his embarrassment, that the others in the room were taking an interest in the conversation. "She wanted to let me know that she's, uhm, sorta...pregnant."
"She is? And the baby's..."
"Mine, yeah."
"So, what are you going to..."
"I don't know. I'd want to marry her if things weren't...well...I mean I may not even be alive by the time the baby's born. What kind of future is that?" Drake realized that he'd started yelling toward the end. "Look, I'm sorry. This is Christmas and you already have enough problems without my personal issues getting in the way. I'll see all of you at dinner." With that, Drake left the room.
Brianna followed after him. "Drake, wait."
"Go, enjoy yourself. I have some thinking to do."
"I just want to make sure you know, there's hope."
"Hope for what?"
"The doctor is still working on a cure for you, there could be a way we can discover. You don't have to die."
"I know. Don't worry about me. My ability to give up has never been one of my strengths. Now get back in there, I think you still have a few presents waiting for you."
