But by the time they get to O’Hara’s office, things are sinking in for Jackie. This job was more than just a twenty-year career–losing it could cost her custody of her kids. Her brain immediately goes into blame mode, and she insists everything was fine until she got sober. No, they actually sucked pretty bad, Jackie–you just didn’r notice because you were high off your ass. No one decides to get sober because addiction was going so well. The pills made you bang Eddie, for fuck’s sake. I hate to belabor the point, but good GOD.
Anyway, O’Hara begs her to call her sponsor, while breathing through what’s probably a Braxton-Hicks contraction–she’s only in the eighth month, but those early ones are pretty common. Then Zoey slinks in with Jackie’s stuff, saying Cruz didn’t want her coming back to the nurse’s station. Zoey dries her tears on O’Hara’s proffered silk scarf and begs Jackie not to leave, but just then Cruz barges in with Joe, who appears sorry that he has to escort her from the building.
Cruz is getting his last little digs in as they storm past Jesus, and Jackie tells him his actions are a nice way to keep a promise to his kid. Uh oh, shit just got real. Cruz says this has nothing to do with Charlie, that if you fuck with the bull you get the horns.
Now, where have I heard that one before?
He also says he doesn’t give a shit what his kid wants. Yeah, we kind of gathered that about six episodes ago, Mike, but thanks for clearing it up. And that, right there, Jackie tells him, is the difference between the two of them. Wait, Jackie gives a shit about her kids?
On the heels of that thought, she storms right into Grace’s science class, pulls her out, and fires her nun. They run-leap out and head right for the car, and Grace is happier than we’ve seen her since…well, ever. She and Jackie bond more over the whole Cruz-go-fuck-yehself moment, and head over to the public school. They continue bonding, and when Jackie leaves, Grace gives her the biggest smile on earth. It looks like they’re going to be okay.
As long as Grace eases up on the eyeliner.
It only makes sense to go straight from there to an AA meeting, because dear God, what a day. Jackie is determined not to backslide, if for no other reason than to spite Cruz. The meeting is pretty much over, but she just checks in and informs them she’s going to meet some friends at a bar. That sounds like a practical joke, but sure enough, there she is with Akalitus and Eddie. Too bad they didn’t go to Kevin’s bar. That would’ve been awesome.
Jackie orders a Shirley Temple, in sharp contrast to the bourbon and beer being swilled to her left and right, but before she can process how lame it makes her feel, she gets a text from Zoey: a picture of the staff, led by Coop, having a candlelight vigil in her honor. That’s perfect and hilarious.
As the vigil ends, Cruz rolls by and wants to know what the fuck. Thor, because he’s amazing, tells him that “where there’s smoke, there’s fired.” THOR. YESSSS. Cruz just has no idea what to say, so he leaves.
Zoey and O’Hara have a nice conversation, wherein O’Hara cheers up Zoey by letting her rub the baby belly. But as soon as she touches her, O’Hara has another Braxton-Hicks. Zoey is distracted by a patient, and O’Hara is about to follow her, when she has another, sharper contraction…which really seems stronger than it should. She calls Coop over to take the patient, then tells him that if he’s half as bright as he is handsome, he should have no trouble finding who the donor is.
Um, whaaaaa??? Did she just hit on him in the middle of labor?? Did I hallucinate all of that in my sudden Coop/O’Hara fandom haze? She asks him to please not try to find the donor, and he very sweetly assures her he’s not that bright. Aww. And since he’s Coop, he can’t resist whispering the donor’s name at her back as she waddles away. Coop, how is it that I can totally adore you one second, then want to punch you in the forehead before the awww even finishes leaving my mouth? Jeez.