Daniel was casually picking up his clothes, putting his garments one by one on as the morning drew in closer. Never spend the night-that was deal. However, tonight was different. He slept in, not able to notice the alarm clock going off to his desired time. The thought that she didn't wake him up was bizarre to him but he didn't give it much thought.

The sun was now slowly shining, the rays entering the heavily draped curtain. In the far distance, he could hear the shower running. For a moment, he pictured the scenery inside the bathroom and it pained him to know the consequences that might happen if he went in. Instead of dwelling on that thought, he looked around, looking for his shirt. The room was in a complete mess; the bed was dishelved, the satin sheets on the floor. The lamp that was on the bedside table was now housing a pair of bra and in the far corner; he saw a pair of shoes with a thong beside it. He smiled, remembering the happenings the night before. They were wild; barely were they able to reach the apartment when both of them decided to attack each others clothing. That is what makes this, whatever this is to be interesting. With her, you can't completely know what will happen. Not being able to find his shirt, Daniel bare shirted went to the living room in hopes of finding his shirt and he eventually did. Gently picking his shirt from the floor and putting it on, he was startled by the phone ringing. For a moment, he stood still, not knowing what to do. Fortunately, the machine picked it up.

"Ms. Slater, this is Dr. Stevenson, I'm sorry to be bothering you at this time, you're probably still a sleep but I have the results of your test and I guess congratulations are in order for you are positively pregnant. Come to my office as soon as you can so we can discuss this more. Hope to see you soon and congratulations!"

Daniel stood still, flabbergasted as the machine beeped, signalling the end of the message. Pregnant? How? When? Who? Is it his? Too much information was being processed in his brain that he didn't notice the bathroom door open and close. Deciding that he needed to sit down, he went to the kitchen, a million thoughts looming before him.

It must have been an hour, he didn't know, but the next thing he noticed was the insistent clacking of heels on the marble floor.

"Your still here." She said matter of factly as she made her way to the coffee machine, pouring herself a cup. She was clearly expecting for Daniel to stand up and leave and when he didn't, she let it slide by. She was in a good mode today, granted that she should be pissed that he spent the night, she just couldn't. So instead of gauging him more, she decided to leave, however, something stopped her.

The message that was being played by the machine was making her more dizzy and nauseous by each passing moment. The message finally ended and she stood still.

...guess congratulations are in order for you are positively pregnant...positively pregnant...How can I be pregnant?

"Is it mine Wilhelmina?" He asked slowly. His voice as confused as ever. And upon this, Wilhelmina's mind churned into over drive. This was supposed to be casual; she wasn't supposed to get pregnant. Heck, she couldn't even get pregnant coz she has a hostile womb. Unconsciously, her hand touched her stomach, hoping for something to happen, asking the higher heavens to wake her up from this bizarre dream.

Many things went into Daniel's mind as he waited for her answer. They have been together casually for almost four months now. No strings attached, just pure carnal fuck. So why then was he disturbed when the thought of Wilhelmina cheating behind his back disturb him to death. Heck, cheating wouldn't even be the word since that would imply that they are in a relationship for her to do so and they were clearly not. Part of the deal was to be able to see other people, so why then did he want to strangle that person that could possible father her unborn child. Without moment's hesitation, Daniel stood up and left the kitchen. Moments later, Wilhelmina heard the front door open and close.

"Hey Marcia." Amanda said, strutting towards his table. "I was thinking may be we could..." But before she could even continue, Marc had his hands firmly pressed on her mouth as he continued to watch through the glass window. Amanda struggled for a while, wanting to break free from his grasp and it didn't take a while for her to do so.

"What's your problem, did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed?" Amanda asked, fixing her hair urgently. Marc however was not paying attention; he was busy straining to hear what Betty was saying as she left Daniel's office.

"Boy is Daniel in one of his moods. I think he really needs a good wild sex. What do you think, shall I give to him?" Amanda asked, finally catching up on what her best friend is looking. Both of them watched as Betty sat down, furiously typing on her computer.

"I wonder what he is up to." Marc asked a loud. "And no Mandy, we are past that remember. You signed the say no to pasty face petition." He added, turning to his blonde friend sweetly. As he was about to open his mouth, his phone rang. Picking it up, the colours of his face drained and Amanda saw it too. Scrambling as far as she could away from the office, Marc began grabbing things on his table before he too dashed.

"Come on everyone, the shark is in the box. Move it...Move it." He said pushing people away as they all ran for their lives. "Hide that hideous thing; you know how she feels about floral prints." He added, just in time for the elevator doors to open, revealing a not amused Wilhelmina. Just by looking at his boss, he knew the mood she was in and he was hoping that no one cross her path for their sake. Marc silently nodded behind Wilhelmina as she gave her orders, not giving any attention to Amanda who is doing everything she can to distract him. Marc watched as his boss walked straight a head, not batting an eyelash towards anyone. She silently entered her office, closing the doors immediately and withdrawing the curtains, shutting everyone out. She needed to be alone, to think things through. She wouldn't like to admit it but the moment he left her apartment, she felt the walls cave in. Did he not want this? Flashbacks of Nico's father and her constantly replayed in her mind and each time it did so, the more panicked and agitated she became. What if he will do the same to her? What if he will leave her too? Was she ready for this? Her mind kept on going in circles, a thing she despised the most. Neither did she know that those were the exact things that were going through Daniel's mind. He has been looking at the same page of the same contract since the moment he arrived. After he left her apartment, he thought burying into his work would distract him and it did, for a while, that is until he heard Marc shout and saw her. He couldn't deny the shock that was apparent on her face because their is. A small part of him wanted to go to her, tell her that he will be there for him. But is that what she wanted.

He has been looking at the closed curtains in her office for a while now, hoping something would happen. And it did, an hour ago. He watched as Wilhelmina emerged and went out from her office without a word. Countless thoughts made its way into his mind. As the clock ticked and each moment passes by, he wondered if she was seeing the father of child at this exact moment, discussing it out. He hated this, feeling like he was lost.

He couldn't deny however, the happiness and the flutter in his stomach when he heard that message, thinking that the baby was his. But when she didn't answer his query a few moments after that, he felt his heart plummet. Why?

A few more minutes of racking his brain until he finally gave up. There are things to be done and he won't allow any of that to ruin his focus. He was so immersed in his job that he didn't notice someone knocking on his door. When he looked up however, his heart skipped a beat.

"Wilhelmina." He said, standing up.

When she didn't say anything, Daniel decided to begin pacing. His actions however caused Wilhelmina to react.

"Please stop, you are making me nauseous." She said. He looked up, hands on his hips before he nodded, deciding to sit down on the chase instead. Wilhelmina followed suit. When the silence began to become too deafening, Wilhelmina took it upon herself to say something.

"I saw the doctor." She began and he saw Daniel nod, his face showing his true emotions. "He said I'm two months pregnant." She added, not looking him in the eye. Daniel too didn't know what to say, however, he felt relieved for his earlier thoughts were proven to be wrong.

"Is it mine?" And as the words left his mouth, he regretted it immediately. Wilhelmina's face was turning red by each passing moment, her anger escalating. She hastily stood up and he did too. Her eyes were burning with fire. The next thing Daniel knew, Wilhelmina's hands collided into his cheeks and he staggered backwards, touching his now swollen cheeks.

"How could you ask me that? I have never been with anyone else since." And with that, she left, defeated, disappointed and vulnerable. Daniel stood still, flabbergasted. He felt his knees giving in and he fell back, falling on the chase. Betty, who was looking together with everyone else in the office saw the commotion, and when he saw Daniel looking as beat up as he was now, she risked the wrath that might come and went inside the office, kneeling before him.

"Are you ok? What happened?" She asked, looking at him intently, her face full of concern. Daniel just looked in the distance, not knowing what else to say.

It's mine. The baby is mine.

He acted like that for a few seconds, completely lost and feeling stupid, that is, until he heard Marc distinct shout for help. And without moment's hesitation, he stood up and dashed towards him. People were surrounding him, looking shocked. Daniel had to push people in order to see the uproar and when he did, his heart skipped a beat. Without even thinking, he kneeled and took her in his arms.

Wilhelmina was lifeless in her arms, having fainted mere moments earlier.

"Get some help." He shouted, still cradling her. His heart and mind were in over drive. Is she ok? Is the baby ok? For the first time, Daniel felt like the world was about to end. He could never forgive himself is something happened to her or their unborn child. "Betty, call 911."

Authors note:

Something new. Hope you like it. Enjoy!