I don't own anything. The characters belong to Private Practice except for the ones I made up.

I thought this up from some spoilers I read. I don't know anymore than you what will happen. This is just my story, made up by me.

I do not own anything. I'm a senior in high school. I'm writing this to entertain some fans who requested I write something for them. Hope you enjoy. I don't know if I will continue unless you want me too. If you do, I will. If I get no reviews than this is it. Enjoy.

Surprises

Cooper has just arrived at work and is checking his messages at the receptionist desk. The secretary hands him a pink slip of paper with the name Jen Peters. "The woman said it's urgent she talks to you today about her son."

Cooper takes the pink slip. "What's her son's name?"

"She didn't say. She said he's never been seen at this office before."

Cooper goes to his office and calls the number. A female voice answers immediately. "Hello?"

"This is Dr. Freedman. You left a message for me to call about your son. The secretary said it was urgent."

"Yeah, hi. You might remember me as Jazzy Jen 333. We met a few years ago on the internet."

"Uh, not really."

"Well anyway. I remember you."

"What's this about?"

"I have a seven year old son and I believe you may be the father."

"What? That's not possible."

'We had sexual relations."

"But I don't even remember you."

"I looked you up on the internet. I know you're a pediatrician. Let's do a paternity test. If he's not yours, I'm gone."

Cooper sighs heavily. "Can you come by my office now? Let's get this cleared up as soon as possible."

"We'll be there in ten minutes."

Cooper's sweating at his desk trying to remember a Jazzy Jen from the internet. The secretary peeks in. "Dr. Freedman , Jen Peters and her son are here to see you."

Cooper gulps. " Put them in treatment room 6." Cooper sips some coffee and makes his way to the treatment room. He smiles at the pretty dirty blonde haired woman but he's happy he doesn't recognize her. He looks at the terrified little boy sitting on the exam table. The dirty blonde haired boy resembles his mother and is crying. "I don't want a shot. Please. Don't make me do it."

Cooper smiles. "I'm Doc Cooper. I have the magic touch. My shots don't hurt."

The boy lets Cooper swab his arm with alcohol and draw some blood. "All done." Cooper cover the site with a band aid.

"That tickled." The boy smiles.

Cooper looks at the pretty dirty blonde haired woman. "I have connections at the hospital. I'll put a rush on this. And call you with the results."

"I already know the results." The woman answers confidently and takes the little boy out of the room.

"Bye." The little boy smiles and waves to Cooper.

Cooper bursts into Charlotte's office at St. Ambrose. Charlotte looks up from her paperwork. "Ever hear of knocking?"

"Sorry, but this is urgent." Charlotte looks at the tube of blood in Cooper's hand. "What's that?"

"It's a paternity test. I need you to have the lab put a rush on it."

"Who's the VIP?"

"It's me." Cooper's face turns a shade of red.

"Huh?"

"This woman called me this morning. She said we met on the internet, Jazzy Jen. I don't even remember her. She says I got her pregnant. This is the kid's blood."

"Cooper?"

Cooper shrugs. "The kid doesn't look anything like me, Char. He's blonde and little like you."

"You think she's lying?"

"I don't know. She looked me up on the internet and saw I was a doctor. Maybe she's looking for money."

"But she did a paternity test. She knows that's going to show if you're the father. Why would she bother to lie."

"I don't know. Maybe she's hoping I'm the father."

"You better not be."

"I don't think I am Char. I think she's after money. They had old sneakers on. The kid's shirt and pants looked a size too small."

"I'll call the lab and have them run it stat."

A few days later a lab employee drops a white envelope on Charlotte's desk. She opens it and reads it. "That bastard." She calls Cooper. "The results are in."

"What are they."

"Looks like you made a baby with a whore."

"You're kidding?"

"I wouldn't joke about it. I'll fax the results to you, now."

"You can't hold this against me, Charlotte. I didn't even know you then. You did internet dating too."

"I can't talk to you right now." Charlotte sends the results via fax to Cooper.

Cooper's at Mickey D's. He spies the pretty dirty blonde sitting alone at a table. "Where's Ethan?" Cooper asks.

She points. "He's in the play area. See him." Cooper looks, the little blonde boy waves. Cooper smiles and waves back.

"How did this happen? I don't even remember you."

"I told you we met on an adult website. I went by Jazzy Jen. We met at Pappino's bar. We hit it off and you took me back to your place for more drinks."

"And?"

"We were drinking and playing some video tennis game, the next thing I know you're all over me. I asked you to put on protection to wrap it up. You quickly checked your dresser and said you were all out."

"I never do it with strangers without protection."

"Obviously, you did that night." She points to Ethan on the playground. "The proof is there. I told you the deal was off, if you didn't have protection but you wouldn't let up."

"That doesn't sound like me."

"You were drunk and all over me. You did some amazing work with your tongue. I said the hell with the protection. Too bad you can't remember cause the sex was amazing. I came three times during the course of that night."

"Why didn't you call and tell me you were pregnant when you found out?"

"Because I didn't like you."

"You just said I was amazing."

"I said the sex was amazing, not you. You were drunk and overbearing. I told you I resisted when I found out you had no condoms but you kept going until you had my body tingling and craving it. I couldn't say no while your tongue was massaging my clit."

"Are you implying I forced you into it."

"No. I said you were persistent. I gave in after I felt your tongue on my clit. I never felt such pleasure with a man like that before. I came hard three times. You didn't force me to do that. But I still don't, excuse me, didn't, like you."

"If you didn't like me, why did you keep the baby? Why not have an abortion or adoption?"

"I'm pro-life. Abortion is out of the question for me. I was going to give him up for adoption. That was the original plan but after I felt him kick and saw him on the ultrasound I couldn't go through with it. I wanted him. He was mine."

"Why are you telling me this now?"

"Because he's seven and asking about his father. I don't want to lie to him."

"Hmpf" Cooper sighs.

"Do you want to get to know your son or not?"

"Yes."

Jen calls the little boy over. "Ethan, this is your real daddy."

"No. That's doc Coop"

"Right and doc Coop is your daddy."

"Wow. My daddy is a doctor?"

"I am." Cooper smiles.

"Are you rich?" The little boy asks.

"I do okay?"

"Can you buy me a Nintendo DS 3D?" Ethan asks, jumping with excitement.

"What?" Cooper looks at Jen.

"He's been asking me for one for months. All his friends have it but I can't afford it. It's over three hundred bucks. I can't pay that much for a toy."

"I'll see what I can do." Cooper tells the boy.

"Can we go home, mommy? The new episode of Wizards of Waverly Place comes on today."

"I think that's enough meeting and greeting for today. We'll be in touch with you Doc Coop."

"Bye." Ethan waves at Cooper then looks at his mother. "I can't believe I have a rich daddy." The boy bounces happily out of the restaurant.

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