Disclaimer: I don't own any part or character from The Nanny…

A/N: I've been spending a lot of time on RUNHP and there were a lot of stories that proposed CC not knowing she'd gotten pregnant. This is my version of how it could have happened

CC walked out the doctor's office in a daze

"I'm pregnant" she sighed again in confusion.

She had been expecting "You work too hard"; "You drink too much"; "You've started early menopause"; "It's hormonal"; Hell, even "We've found a lump or a tumor" would have been more believable for her right now than hearing "You're pregnant".

"How far along?" she had asked the doctor.

He had done an internal exam and replied "I would say somewhere between two or three months. If you can give me possible conception dates, I could get a better idea."

"That's just it Dr. Wilson. I don't know how this happened…Well, I mean… I know HOW, but I haven't been with anyone in at least six months, maybe more…"

The doctor had looked at her with much scepticism. "I don't think you are that far along. We will schedule an ultrasound as soon as possible and that will give us a much more accurate idea of when the conception occurred. Hopefully that will help you figure out who the father is."

CC had nodded, still in shock from the news.

"For now, I want you to eliminate the alcohol" Seeing the look on CC's face, he revised his instructions "at least cut back… a lot! And I want you to start on prenatal vitamins, and watch your work hours…if you feel tired, take a break."

"Is it too late to… to abort?" she had asked shyly, more out of information gathering than because she really wanted to use this option.

"Since you can't even give me an idea of the date of conception, we'll have to wait for the ultrasound to get a definite time frame, but I'm fairly certain that you are too far along now for me to consider that an option unless your health was in serious danger."

So here she was on the sidewalk in front of her doctor's office. Pregnant, alone and with no idea how it happened.

"Sheffield Residence"

"Niles, please tell Maxwell I won't be in today."

"The sun has never stopped you before. What's different about today?" he smirked.

"Thanks for giving him the message." And she hung up.

"She hung up? No smart come back? Whatever it is, it's serious." Niles thought to himself as he walked over to Maxwell's office to give him the message.

"Sir?"

"Yes, Niles?"

"Miss Babcock called. She will not be coming into work today."

"What?" Maxwell took off his glasses and looked up from his paperwork. "And did she tell you why?"

"No sir."

"Well, get her on the phone for me please. We have a lot of work and I need her here."

"Very well sir." Niles picked up the phone and dialed CC's number. After getting the the machine three times in a row at both her house and her cell phone, he told Max "She's not answering, Sir."

"Mrph? Oh. Very well then. I'll have to speak with her seriously about this when she comes in. Put her through to me if she calls back, alright old man?"

"Yes sir." Niles left Maxwell to his papers, and headed back to the kitchen. He was genuinely concerned now, and all the more so that Max wasn't. "What's going on with you?"

CC was sitting on her bed. She knew it had been Max calling and didn't, couldn't deal with that now. She had her agenda open and was flipping backwards through it looking for something, anything that could help her figure out how she had gotten into this situation.

"Jefferson's supper … nope. Play opening… nope. Blind date….ha ha, what a loser and no way!. Maxwell's wedding to Nanny Fine….no..OH MY GOD!"

CC jumped off the bed, her agenda falling to the floor. She ran her hands through her hair, her breathing erratic and he blood pressure rising by the second.

"Maxwell's wedding….I was drinking…and Niles…God…Niles…we danced…the next morning…Oh my God… Niles and I…we…oh… Niles is the father" and she passed out cold.

She heard a telephone ringing far away, and blinked to get her bearings. She shook off the fatigue and reached over and picked up the receiver "Hello?"

"Finally, Babcock. Where have you been?"

"Niles? Oh" The minute she heard his voice, it all came crashing through. She didn't remember it, but her and Niles had to have had sex the night of Max's wedding and now she was pregnant; 15 weeks to the day. "Ow" her head hurt.

"Miss Babcock, are you ok?" the concern was evident in his voice.

"Niles, can you come over?"

"Uhm…Mr. Sheffield has been worried and …"

"Niles. Please. Would you come over? We need to talk…there's something I have to tell you."

"Of course Miss Babcock. I'll be right over." They hung up the phone and he went to tell his employer that he still had no idea why his business partner wasn't here, but that he would have to go as well.

"Why me?" he thought, over and over again until he reached her apartment.