"MOUTH," Brooke called, "MOUTH!!!"

There was no answer to her calls as she lay on the couch, 6 months pregnant and unable to get up without the help of her husband.

"MARVIN STUART MCFADDEN," she screamed.

"If you don't stop screaming like that, people are going to think that you are being murdered," Rachel said as she walked in the living room of the spacious loft apartment that Brooke and Mouth lived in with there 2 year old son Mel.

"Hey Baby," Brooke said to her son as he left go of Rachel's hand and ran over to his mother.

"Is it here yet?" Mel said looking at his mother stomach.

"Not yet baby," Brooke said kissing her son on the cheek, "Soon."

Mel wiped the kiss off his cheek and jumped off the couch and ran up the stairs.

"How did things go today?" Brooke said, but without a breath she screamed, "Where in the world is my husband?"

"I don't think he's here, Davis ," Rachel said and flopped on the couch making Brooke lift her feet up, "and it went fine today,"

"No one listens to me, of course," Rachel continued, "I think after a bit of yelling they finally got the point. I only had to threaten 3 people with their job today and it felt good,"

"Why would he just leave like that? " Brooke said, not paying any attention to what Rachel was saying, "I was just talking to him like 20 minutes ago and he just left, without saying anything…?"

Rachel kept talking, in hopes that Brooke would listen to her finally, "And the new pencil skirts had the wrong stitching in them so I had to send them back."

"Is it really hard to just stay home,?"

"You're going to love the colors that Danniella picked for the new tees,"

"….7 months pregnant," Brooke exhaled loudly.

"Oh and Mrs. Killian said she caught Mel having sex with a girl in the bathroom during recess today,"

"….just a little cooperation is all I that I need from him,"

"He's starting to take after his mother," Rachel went on.

"After 3 years of marriage you would think….," Brooke paused, "Mel what?"

"Ha," Rachel said excitingly and pointed her finger in her bosses face, "I got you. Listen to me Brooke,"

"What?" Brooke said aggravated, "What Rachel? I heard everything you said. Pencil skirts, colors from Danniella. Blah Blah Blah"

Rachel opened her mouth to say something but Brooke interrupted her.

"Well that's wonderful Rachel," she said, "But can you help me up. I need to go to the bathroom and since Mouth freaking pulled a Houdini on me, I'm stuck."

Rachel stood up and extended a hand for her friend and pulled her to her feet. She walked off towards the bathroom when she heard the front door open and Mouth walked in.

"Hey Brooke," he said and tried to giving her a kiss.

"Don't talk to me Marvin," Brooke sighed and walked to the bathroom.

"You're in trouble," Rachel said from the couch without looking up to see him. She grabbed the remote and turned the channel from E! to the Food Network.

"What did I do?" he said sitting at the kitchen table looking across the room at his ex girlfriend sitting on his couch.

"Mouth," she inhaled, "Sometimes you really aren't as smart as people think you are,"

Mouth look puzzled.

"You left me stuck!" Brooke yelled as she walked down the hallway back into the kitchen.

He glanced from Brooke to Rachel. Rachel pointed her eyes down at the couch and Mouth understood.

"Brooke Hunny," Mouth stood up and walked over to his wife, "I just walked to the corner to get the paper. I had just check on you."

He hugged Brooke around the waist and kissed her forehead.

"I was stuck," she kissed him.

"I know Brooke. Babe I'm sorry,"

"Don't let it happen again Marvin McFadden," she put her finger on his nose, kissed him and walked away.

"Mrs. Davis?" Rachel said sarcastically.

Brooke walked around the kitchen and into the living room but did not answer her friend.

"Mrs. Davis?" she repeated.

Brooke walked out of the living room and started to go up the stairs.

"Hey, FAT ASS," Rachel screamed.

"What? FAKE ASS?" Brooke screamed back half way up the stairs.

"Don't forget out your conference call in 10 minutes."

"What conference call?" she turned around on the stairs and put her hand on her hip.

"With Milan and Paris ?" Rachel said, "I've been reminding you all week."

"What's it about?" Brooke asked as she pulled her Blackberry out of her pocket, "Oh."

She started dialing her phone and turned back up the stairs and disappeared from the landing.