Synopsis- Doctor Finkelstein wasn't always the controlling, overprotective man he is today. He used to be happy – carefree even, with a smile always upon his duck-billed face. He has a wife, and together they were expecting a child. And then he lost them both. This is their story. [Finkelstein x Jewel]

Author's Note- This takes place as if the movie wasn't ever made and Jewel is as dead-alive-ish as Doctor Finkelstein! I hope you all enjoy! I think I need a beta reader though!


Chapter One

Small Bump

"Doctor…" she called softly from down the ramp, making her way up quickly and quietly when she heard him vaguely call back from the lab. She bit her pale lips as she entered the lab, smiling at the sight of her beloved – working on some mystery potion for the upcoming Halloween celebration. She walked up behind him – her black heels clicking against the stone floors as she wrapped her arms around her partner from behind.

"Hello there, my precious Jewel." He greeted, removing his black latex gloves and wrapping his hands around her arms in a soft hug. He turned his wheelchair around and looked up at her – unable to help but notice she looked slightly worried. "What's the matter, my dear?" He asked, reaching a hand to touch her arm in a comforting gesture.

"It's nothing, really." She replied, quickly replacing the worry on her face with a smile. "I just think I need to go and get some groceries." She explained, using one hand to smooth her platinum blonde hair with a reassuring glance at his face. "What are you working on, dear?"

He was quick to turn back to his work and explain to her what his current project was. "I'm making a serum for the Pumpkin Queen, Alberta, she isn't feeling too great – and being this late in her pregnancy, it wouldn't be very good for her to get sick." He frowned solemnly. The royal family were a large part of Halloween Town life – they had to be, they were the ones who arranged the festivities every year, though the queen – for obvious reasons – couldn't contribute this year. "Go and get the groceries, love, I'll be here when you get back and hopefully this serum will be ready.

Jewel nodded and frowned – she was friends with Erik and Alberta, the Pumpkin King and Queen, and it hurt her to know that there was a chance they could lose their unborn child and potentially the queen if she got sick. She kissed the Doctor's cheek. "Okay, I'll grab my shawl and then I'll be off, do you want anything dear?" She asked, walking towards the door.

"Maybe some Wormswart, so we can have soup for dinner?" He suggested with a smile before turning back to his work as she left.

Jewel stood outside the lab door, leaning against it with a heavy sigh; her hand moving to her lower abdomen. "I will tell him about you, later." She murmured softly before walking to the room they shared and found her white furry shawl. With her shoulders covered by the shawl she made her way down the ramp and outside, closing the door firmly behind her before she tottered into town.

The first place she went was the Witches Shop, after browsing for a while she found the Wormswart and Frogs Breath, as well as a few balls of wool and knitting needles to add to her set at home. She went to the counter and paid the two witches the ten souls her basket contents cost. With a smile she headed to sit out on the fountain, dipping her fingertips into the lime green water, it was such a vivid and pretty colour, but Jewel preferred the colour blue – it was a colour rarely seen here.

"Jewel!" Someone in the crowd called, startling her from her reverie. Her face of shock was soon one of joy at the sight of her childhood friend – Erik, the pumpkin king. At the sight of his skeletal grin she couldn't help but return it with a giggle. "How're you?" He asked, hugging her briefly before stepping back politely.

She giggled at the hug, embracing him back before saying. "Everything's great actually, It couldn't be better – How's Alberta? I heard she was unwell…" She replied, looking at him curiously for an answer. Absentmindedly placing a hand on her stomach as her mind flashed back to what may or may not happen to Alberta.

"She's not great, but I'm hoping your husband can help – I'm on my way to pick up some ginger and honey actually to try and calm her stomach a bit." He murmured softly. "Can I escort you home?"

"That's not necessary, but thanks for offering – you need to tend to your wife and your future baby, I'll drop by as soon as the serum is complete with it and some supplies." She said, hopping off the fountain side and grabbing her basket with her stuff.

Erik nodded. "Alright, you're a big girl now – tell the good Doctor I said to have a good evening, will you?" He asked, touching her shoulder gently as she nodded. He sighed softly and grinned. "I'll see you soon."

Jewel smiled as the chipper skeleton strolled in the direction she had come – the witches shop. She began to walk to her home, rubbing her stomach absentmindedly as she opened the door and entered the kitchen. "I'm home!" She called up the ramp as she placed her basket on the table and set a cauldron onto the stove as she heard the Doctor's wheelchair whir to life at the top of the ramp.


"That was wonderful Jewel." The doctor complimented his wife, holding her hand across the table sweetly. They had just finished eating the soup they had made together and Jewel had become increasingly nervous over the course of the meal – several times in fact. "Dear, is everything alright?" He asked, squeezing her hand before she sharply pulled it away and looked at the floor.

"I'm not sure, darling; I think I have to tell you something…" She trailed off, standing up and clearing the plates, heading to the sink and dumping them in the warm green water with a huff. The Doctor's chair whirred behind her until it was beside her and he tugged at her shawl until she looked at him.

"Jewel…" He coaxed softly. "What's going on?"

"I…" She began but stopped – words were failing her, so instead she took his hand and placed it upon her stomach. "I'm pregnant." She murmured, closing her eyes. The doctor was silent – his face a display of wonder and delight.

"I'm going to be a father?" He asked, quietly. Her black eyes opened and gazed down at him before she nodded, placing her hands on top of his. "How far along are you?" He asked, gazing up at her with awe and excitement – so atypical to his usual moods, unless he was working on a new and thrilling project.

"Uh… I think maybe fourteen weeks, I wasn't sure until two weeks ago – I just needed to make sure, so I went to see the witches." She replied, her face melting into a happy smile. She was genuinely happy – she was sure he wouldn't have approved, and would have even grown angry at her, but he was the opposite. "I love you." She murmured softly, stooping to hug him sweetly and nuzzle against him softly.

"I love you too, both of you." He whispered back, hugging her tightly.


Author's Note Two - I hope you enjoyed this, and that you will R+R, they are like cookies. This will be updated every sunday - I'm aiming for seven chapters til the end. But if any of you have any suggestions to what I can add, feel free!