(From Slashy version)

Dear, dear Mer,

I can hardly believe I am writing a letter to you instead of running to your side, but, as the military has repeatedly told me, they do not facilitate house calls. I know Dr. Beckett is trying his best, but… I just can't stand the thought of losing you, Mer.

I won't ask what happened. I know that's unimportant right now. Of course we'll take the baby! Do you have any thoughts about a name yet? Is it a boy or a girl? I want you to know that we will treat the baby as if it is our own, no matter what happens. So, don't worry Mer. Just get better.

Love and prayers,

Jeanie