Disclaimer: I do not own ELR nor do I own any of the characters.
A/N: I am working on writing the 10th season of Everybody Loves Raymond, this is the second episode. Please R&R!
Debra is sitting on the couch reading a magazine, it's been two months since she found out she was pregnant. She still couldn't believe it was true but what was even harder for her believe was the fact that Marie hadn't figured it out yet, although she and Frank had been away on vacation for 2 weeks, so her in-laws would have quite a shock when they walked through that door the next afternoon to announce their return. She looks over at the clock and realizes she better get started on dinner.
"Deb!" Ray hollers out from upstairs. "I hope you're not getting up to cook dinner!"
"Why?" she asks.
"Pregnant women are supposed to eat well," he explains. "Not fill their bodies with toxins."
"Ray!" she hollers at him, unable to keep a smile off of her face.
"I told you I wanted you to relax," he says, sounding closer to the stairs.
Debra quickly sits back down on the couch with a guilty look on her face. Ray had been so sweet and caring, completely unlike himself, these past couple months. He had been doing everything for her; he didn't let her lift a finger. She knew it couldn't last though, she just wished he would wait until it was harder for her to work around the house for him to start helping out, otherwise she'd have to rely on Marie!
"But Ray–" she says in protest.
"Don't give me that," he says, coming down the stairs. "I told you I didn't want you working too hard. You already made yourself breakfast this morning before I could get up to make it for you."
"Ray!" she exclaims. "I had cereal for breakfast!"
"I don't care," he says, sitting down beside her. "Why can't you just let me take care of you?"
He gives her a quick kiss and he rests his hand on her belly.
"Well," she says as she puts her hand on top of his and smiles at him. "Alright."
He smiles as he gives her another kiss and gets up to start dinner.
She sits there for a minute, watching him as he gathers the ingredients he will need.
"Ray?" she says.
"Yeah squeaky?" he replies.
"Why is it that all of the sudden you know how to cook?" she asks. "Every other time I've asked you to help me you say you'll screw it up. And then when I force you to help me, you do screw it up."
"I can't say it has far to go!" he laughs.
"Come on Ray," Debra replies. "Why?"
"I don't know, I guess I just didn't want you to ask me," he replies. "You know how lazy I am."
"That's true." Debra replies.
Phew! She bought it! He couldn't have her knowing that as soon as he found out she was pregnant; he had started going over to his mother's house to learn to cook. He thought he would hate it, especially the part about his mother being his teacher, but it turned out to be one of the best parts of his day. His mom was different when she was in the kitchen; it was like he was back in grade school learning how to play the piano. She was nice, helpful, caring, and even funny sometimes. He was glad he could do this to help Debra out right now; he just wished he would have done it when she was pregnant with the rest of the kids.
