Jake Baumbach's POV
I took a deep breathe and knocked on the doctors door. I glanced back. No one had shown me the way. I was all alone, not sure if this was the right thing to do. Once again, the little voice played inside my head. You really should have consulted a physiatrist, not an obstetrician. From somewhere inside the room, I heard a phone being put down.
"Come in!" So the doctor was a women. Worse then I'd expected. I closed my eyes and opened the door. A sudden waft of perfume caught me as I entered. It smelled of cherries and almonds. I opened my eyes and looked around. There was a palm tree in the corner, as well as a bookshelf containing all sorts of books on pregnancy. I looked at the desk. The nametag had Daphne Blake written on it. Apparently she's not married. I glanced up at Daphne Blake. She was so beautiful, sitting there, tapping her pen on the desk. She looked up, and stifled a gasp. Regaining her manners, she set her pen down.
"I-I'm Jake Baumbach." I managed to say.
Daphne stood up and my eyes bugged out. She was pregnant! "Hi. I'm Daphne Blake. It's nice to meet you." She flipped her hair back and held out her hand. "Uhm, this is kind of a personal question, so I feel kind of embarrassed asking this, but-"
"It's alright. I'll answer it." I cut her off. She looked relieved, and smiled, her lip gloss shining in the light.
"Okay." She laughed. "Uhm, are you pregnant? I mean, in all my years of doing this, no man has ever come in here."
"No!" I mean, I'm not pregnant. It's my girlfriend. Yesterday I found out that she was pregnant, so I tried to make an appointment with my physiatrist, but he wasn't available, so the secretary suggested that I go to you." I finished, noticing the smile form across her lips.
"Okay. That's a relief. I-I mean that your not pregnant. Not about your girlfriend." Going to an obstetrician wasn't as bad as I'd predicted. Daphne was kind of cute (She was beautiful before I knew she was pregnant). I wonder if she's married? There was only one question I could ask to be sure.
"So, what should I call you?" I asked innocently. She smiled, most likely thinking it was cute that I would ask her such a thing. But like I said, she is pregnant, which brings on some questions. How long have you been pregnant? Who's the father? And of course my favorite: Is he your husband? There were just so many questions! Feeling slightly overwhelmed, I leaned back in my seat. Of course it didn't go unnoticed by Daphne.
"You can call me Miss Blake. Oh, are you alright?" She stood up. So she wasn't married. Yay! At that very moment, I decided that I would ask her out on a date. I smiled happily.
"I'm fine." She raised an eyebrow and shook her head.
"If it's alright with you, I need to ask you some questions." I nodded silently, eager to respond. "Did you impregnate your girlfriend, or was it another man?" She looked up expectantly.
"It was my girlfriends, Charlotte's, exboyfriend." She wrote down what I had said.
"Is she going to keep the baby?" I looked up to see her blue eyes looking into mine. She was the first to look away.
"Yeah. It's a baby girl."
"Oh! I'm gonna have twins. The doctor says that their girls too!" She laughed. "Sorry. Off topic. So, uhm, when's the birth expected?"
"On December eleventh." I started to dislike being questioned.
"Do you know what Charlotte's going to name her?" She asked. I seriously don't think she was planning on asking that, since she immediately put her hand over her mouth. I pretended that I didn't notice that she mad a mistake.
"She's going to name her Heather." I smiled, trying to look kind of proud. She put her pen down.
"Okay, I think that's everything for now. When do you think you'll be back?" She wanted me to come back?
"Tomorrow!" She looked surprised. "I have a doctors appointment."
"Oh! Uhm, yeah. Well it's been a pleasure meeting you." Daphne held out her hand. I took a deep breath.
"Will you go out with me?"
"Huh?" Her eyes almost popped out of her head. "No, I can't. I'm busy all week."
"Oh, okay. Bye." I went to go schedule my doctors appointment for the next day.
The next day
"Hi Freddie!" Daphne walked into his office. Fred immediately came over to her.
"Where were you yesterday? I forgot to ask you in the morning. I went to look for you, but you weren't in your office." Fred sat down and pulled Daphne on top of him.
"The obstetrician." Daphne joked, settling comfortably onto his lap. Fred smiled. "So, where do you want to go for lunch?"
"I took the rest of the day off, since I'm not feeling well. I promised Mr. Walski that I'd go right home after telling you. But I think I'll stay for a little while." Unfortunately, there was a knock on the door, ruining Daphne and Fred's moment of peace.
"Oh, sweetie, that's my patient." He looked at his watch. "And he's quite early."
"What's his name?" Daphne asked. Fred raised an sighed and looked down at his papers.
"Uhm, Jake Baumbach."
"Jake Baumbach?" Daphne looked horrified.
"Yeah. Honey, do you have a problem with him? How do you even know him?"
"It's...well, at long story." Fred nodded.
"Daph, you should go." Fred got her jacket. Absently, he called, "Come in," as the knocking continued.
"Oh, no, no, no, Freddie!" Daphne hurriedly buttoned up her jacket as the door started to open.
"Hi! I'm Jake Baumbach."
Jake Baumbach's POV
Today I wasn't taking any chances. Maybe Dr. Jones was a hot young single women that wanted to date me. There was a one in a billion chances it could happen. What did happen surprised me though. As I opened the door, I smelled something familiar: cherries and almonds. Either Dr. Jones really liked the smell of cherries and almonds, or Daphne spent a lot of time here.
I walked inside, and found Daphne and Dr. Jones, a male doctor. Daphne's eyes grew larger. "I-I was just leaving. And never coming back. So, uhm, bye Jake. Bye Freddie." She leaned up to kiss him on the cheek. "See you later." Just before leaving, she looked back. "What time will you be home?"
"Around five." With that, she turned and left, closing the door behind her.
I turned back to Fred. "So... are you two dating?"
"No. I wouldn't date a pregnant women."
"Your just friends?"
"No."
"Are you engaged?"
"No."
"Are you married?"
"Since when does the patient ask the doctor about his personal life?" Fred sat down at his desk. Why was her so grumpy? It's not like I did anything to harm him. Even if Daphne was married to this freak, I'd still like to be 'friends'. I wonder what Fred would do. Having his poor, innocent wife taken by a dashing, young, careless twenty-eight year old. I smiled at the thought. Fred looked at his watch impatiently, clearing his throat. "So, uhm, Jake."
"Mr. Baumbach."
"Mr.Baumbach. What's bothering you? Why did you come here?"
"I don't know." I sat back in my chair. It was going to be a long time until his break. I was going to make it as miserable as possible.
Later that night
Daphne came out of the bathroom with a towel rapped around her and into her bedroom just as Fred walked in through the library. "Hi, Sweetie. Why are you late?" Daphne took her towel off and started to change into her silk pajamas.
"Jake."
"See? Isn't he trouble?" She picked up a brush and started to brush her hair.
"He threw my entire schedule off by staying an extra thirty minutes."
"What did you two do? Have coffee and chat? I would have loved to have a shower with you and then relax afterwards, but you threw off my schedule by showing up late. Now I'm cold and tired, but I can't go to sleep without you."
"I'll skip my shower then. I'll just take it in the morning." Daphne nodded her agreement and climbed into bed. Fred slid next to her, pulling her closer.
"Freddie?"
"Hmm?"
"Why did Jake stay an extra thirty minutes?"
"He tried to get me to answer some of his questions."
"Like what? Were they about me?"
"He wanted to know if we were married, if we had any kids, and tons of other things."
"Okay..." Daphne turned around to face Fred. "Remember when that little boy was in love with me?"
"You mean Nicky?"
"Yeah." Daphne smiled fondly at the memory. Nicky was an adorable five year old who had a crush on her a while back. "I can't wait for our children."
"Me neither." Fred could just barely make out the smile on Daphne's face.
Jake Baumbach POV
I'm guessing I didn't make a very good first impression on Dr. Jones. Daphne didn't seem happy to see me either. Mmm. Daphne. I wonder what Charlotte is doing right now. I laughed. Charlotte was my 'pretend girlfriend'. Actually, Charlotte doesn't exist. I made her up years ago, so that women wouldn't suspect I was coming onto them. One of my friends went with his wife to Miss Blake, and said she was hot, so I decided to check it out, making upthe story about my physiatrist. It was a shock that she was pregnant though. I got up and shut off the TV. I wasn't watching it anyways. It was time that I looked Daphne up on the internet. I might find out some useful things.
The next morning
Fred jumped as the alarm clock went off. He shut it off quickly. Daphne started to wake up. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. "It's too early to get up." She complained.
"Tell that to Mr. Walksi."
"No thank-you. I don't want to be fired."
"Good. I don't want you to be fired either." Fred kissed Daphne. She closed her eyes and put her arms around his neck. He pulled her on top of him. Fred broke away. "Are you awake yet?"
"Yup." Daphne got up and changed into a purple dress. Fred got up and put on a suit. Hand in hand, they went downstairs for breakfast. Almost nothing could bring them apart.
