A/N: Hi Everyone! I'm back! I'm so sorry for my long absence. I have been writing, I promise, but the main reason I've been slacking is because of all the amazing Paily stories you guys are writing. Who wants to write when there are so many incredible stories to read?! I blame you guys for my procrastination. ;)

I'm sorry this isn't an update on IAWLT. I have been working on it but I'm kind of stuck on it at the moment. I've been working on a few other stories to keep my creative juices flowing. This is one of them. I hope you like it. The idea just came to me and I went with it. I've got two others in the works that I will try to get up and running but this is the one I've written the most on and I wanted to get it posted and see what you guys think. Though not a very long chapter, it's very wordy. I apologize for that. I'm very new to writing (as I've mentioned about 1000 times) and I suck at summarizing, especially with dialogue. I will work on that. Please don't hesitate to tell me what you think (good or bad) or offer advise or suggestions. Thank you for just taking the time to read this. And thank you to all the encouraging reviews and PMs I've received while I was away. Your kind words were what kept me going. It feels good to be back. :)

"That one. He's perfect." Emily said, excitedly. She knew she had picked a winner. Ivy League educated, likes to travel, good medical history, average height, nice eyes, adorable baby picture. Yep, this was the one.

She had been planning this for months and she couldn't believe it was finally happening. Her family and friends weren't totally on board with Emily's decision, stating that she was still very young and had no reason to rush this, but Emily was tired or waiting around for the right person to come along. She thought she had the right person but she just ended up getting the rug pulled out from under her, which left her broken and crumpled on the floor. The only thing that helped get her back on her feet was the image of holding her child in her arms.

At twenty-eight, she knew she was still young and still had plenty of child bearing years left but she just knew this was the right decision. Emily had always wanted to be a mother and she couldn't wait to hold her precious little bundle of joy that donor 14102 would provide her. Ovulation day couldn't come soon enough.

Emily woke suddenly to the feeling of the most intense nausea she'd ever experienced. She raced to the bathroom with her hand over her mouth, praying she'd make it there in time. When the entire contents of her stomach seemed to be emptied, Emily had a split second thought of "Why me?" until she realized what this could mean. She threw open her medicine cabinet, knocking over everything to get to the box of pregnancy tests she'd purchased two weeks ago, on the day of her insemination.

Emily couldn't believe how long three minutes could feel like. She was going out of her mind, finding nothing to keep her distracted. They say that a watched pot never boils. Well, a watched pregnancy test is far more excruciating.

At last, the timer beeped and suddenly, she was frozen. Three minutes of torture and now she was afraid to look. She had gotten her hopes up and knew she'd be crushed if the results weren't what she wanted.

She took a deep breath and picked up the test, counting backwards from three in her head. Tears filled her eyes and streamed down her face as she stared at the pink plus sign. She couldn't believe it. Her dream of being a mother was finally coming true.

"Emily Fields?" Asked the nurse as she entered the office waiting room.

Emily smiled and waved at the woman before gathering her things and following her through the door. After being weighed, the nurse took Emily to an examination room to take some blood and check her temperature and blood pressure.

"Alright, everything looks good." The nurse said, pulling a gown out of a drawer. "You'll need to undress completely and put this gown on so that it opens in the front. Then you can take a seat in the exam chair and this sheet will go over your lap, okay?"

Emily nodded and smiled.

"Alright, I'll leave you to it. The doctor should be in to see you shortly."

"Great, thank you." Emily replied.

Undressed and gowned, Emily sat down in the exam chair, laying the sheet over her lap. A sense of nervous excitement washing over her.

A few minutes later, there was a soft knock on the door before it opened and a beautiful woman walked in.

"Emily Fields?" The woman asked.

Emily could only nod, stunned by the woman's beauty.

"Hi, I'm Doctor McCullers. It's nice to meet you, Emily." The doctor smiled and held out her hand to shake Emily's.

"N-nice to meet you too." She stammered. Emily gazed into the woman's beautiful eyes, realizing she hadn't let go of the doctor's hand.

"Sorry" Emily explained. "I just didn't expect you to be so..." Gorgeous! She stopped herself from saying. "...young." She finished.

"I get that a lot." The woman laughed, a slight blush tinting her cheeks. "I finished high school early and just dove right into college and med school. It's allowed me to start my career earlier than most would expect to but it didn't leave much room for a social life." The doctor couldn't believe how stunning Emily was. She needed to pull herself together if she was going to be able to make it through this examination.

"Does your work still keep you pretty busy? I mean, now that you're done with school, have you found time for a social life?" Why, Emily? Why are you doing this to yourself? Shut it down! She regretted asking as soon as the words left her mouth. She knew she was entering dangerous territory by asking such a leading question. She just couldn't understand how this woman was single. But, she reminded herself that she couldn't let herself care.

Is she flirting with me? The doctor hoped.

"Things have calmed down much more since finishing my residency, so I've been able to get out a bit but I've been so focused on school and starting my career that I sometimes feel very out of touch with the outside world."

"Yeah, I understand that. It's a jungle out there." She replied, a lump forming in her throat as she realized how true her own statement was. Kill or be killed, she thought to herself.

The young doctor noticed the faraway look in Emily's eyes and asked her next question tentatively. "So, if you don't mind me asking, is the father in the picture?"

"Oh, no. There's no father. I mean, there is, obviously, but...I used a cryobank donor. I'm..." Emily stopped herself from revealing her sexuality. For some reason, she felt the need to keep that to herself. "...doing this on my own." She finally answered.

"Wow. That's amazing." The doctor said, genuinely. "I commend you on your bravery."

"Oh, thanks. I've just always wanted to be a mother and it just...felt like the right time." She replied.

After the breast exam and Pap smear-during which the young doctor mentally berated herself for having impure thoughts about her patient-it was time for the ultrasound.

"There's your bladder right there. This is your uterus. And...there's your little peanut."

"Oh wow." Emily whispered in amazement as she stared adoringly at the tiny little dot on the screen.

"And...there it is. There's the heartbeat." The doctor smiled at Emily as the tears flowed down her face.

"That's amazing." Emily laughed, wiping her tear stained cheeks. It was the most beautiful sound she'd ever heard. My baby. This was the happiest she'd felt in a long time.

"I'm just going to take a few good pictures for you to take home with you and then we'll be all done."

"It looks like you are 7 weeks and 5 days pregnant, so that will put your due date at the end of November on the 28th. A Thanksgiving baby." The young doctor excitedly exclaimed.

"Definitely something to be thankful for." Emily replied, still wiping her eyes from the new tears that had fallen.

"Thanks." Emily said, taking the tissue the young doctor offered her. "I can't believe this is really happening." Emily said, happily.

"It's pretty amazing, isn't it?" The doctor agreed.

"It really is. It's gonna be so hard to wait but I've got a lot of stuff to do to prepare so I guess it's good that I've still got lots of time. First things first is getting a bigger apartment. I don't think my studio is gonna cut it." Emily joked.

A sudden idea came to the doctor's mind, though she was a little hesitant to bring it up, not wanting to come across as a total creep. "I hope this isn't too inappropriate but the couple that lives in the apartment next to mine are moving out at the end of the week. It's not on the market yet so if you're interested, I could put in a good word for you with my landlord and setup a time for you to come look at it. I've been in it a few times. It's a beautiful two bedroom with a killer view of Lake Washington. It's a really great building in a great area, just outside the city." The doctor realized how much she was rambling. She hoped she hadn't totally freaked Emily out as her suggestion, already pretty weird, may have sounded like she was begging the girl to move in.

"Wow, really? You'd do that for me? I mean, you just met me. How do you know I'm not like a serial killer or something?" Emily joked, she was expecting the doctor to laugh.

"Your eyes." The doctor said, simply. "They're very kind." The doctor smiled, gazing into those beautiful pools of amber as though she were seeing right into Emily's soul.

Emily swallowed nervously, entranced by the chocolate eyes staring back at her.

"Sorry, I just meant...you seem like a really nice person." The doctor explained, completely embarrassed by her inability to act normal around this woman.

"Thanks. That's nice of you to say." Emily willed herself to suppress the butterflies she felt fluttering around in her stomach.

The sound of the printer broke the tension. The doctor, grateful for the interruption.

"Here you go." She said as she handed Emily her sonogram photos.

"Thank you." Emily smiled, giving the photos a long, adoring look.

The doctor gazed at Emily, who was still staring at the photos. She felt an incredible warmth inside of her, truly happy for this woman whom she's known all of one hour.

She loved her job. She got to see miracles happen every day. But for some reason, this felt different.

"Alright, well I'll let you go ahead and get dressed. When you're finished, you can go up to the reception desk and she can help you schedule your next appointment in about four weeks, okay?"

Emily nodded.

"It was really nice to meet you, Emily." The doctor said.

"Yeah, it was nice to meet you too."

The doctor turned to walk out the door but before she did, Emily spoke up.

"Um, Doctor McCullers?" The doctor turned to face her. "About that apartment in your building...is there a number I can get to reach you about setting up that viewing?"

The doctor was completely surprised. She'd thought for sure she'd completely creeped Emily out, assuming the woman was just being polite earlier when she thanked her for the recommendation.

"Oh...y-yes, of course!" The doctor patted all her pockets, trying to remember where she keeps her notepad. She was looking like a complete idiot. She finally found it in the left pocket of her lab coat. She pulled out her pen and wrote the needed information down.

"Here you go." She said, handing Emily the slip of paper. "That's my cell and the address for the building."

"Great, thanks. I'll call you later this week to setup that viewing. Thanks again for thinking of me. It's one less thing to worry about." Emily said, appreciatively.

"Of course. I look forward to your call." That was an understatement if she'd ever heard one, the doctor thought.

"Congratulations on your pregnancy, Emily. You're gonna be a great mom." She smiled.

"Thank you." Emily replied, truly touched at the doctor's words.

The doctor nodded, then left the room.