A/N: Thank you for your reviews/follows/favorites! They make the writer in me happy. :) I'm glad you all find this so original and creative! I like to broaden the kinds of fics in my fandoms. Is there anything you'd like to see in this fic? Anything you think will happen? Are there any one shot requests you have? I'd be glad to write some more! Please keep in mind that in this AU, Davey and Les are brothers, but they have no relation to Sarah. :) Enjoy!

Katherine rolled over in bed on Sunday, reading her alarm clock that said 8:45 AM. After having to wake up at six in the morning every day of the week for work, her internal clock never seemed to let her sleep in too late. She rolled herself out of bed and put her long brown hair up into a messy bun, walking to her little kitchen. Her apartment was rather nicely sized, two bedrooms, one bathroom, a kitchen and the living room connected to the kitchen. Granted they weren't very large rooms, but for Katherine it was a nice size since she was on her own.

With an old high school theatre tee shirt and black shorts on, no makeup, and messy hair, Katherine began to make herself some breakfast. She cracked open some eggs, whisked them together in a mug and poured them into a hot skillet. She chopped up some ham and broccoli and a little cheese, placing the atop her egg mix. While that cooked she strolled over to the other side of her kitchen. She began to brew herself some coffee and placed her coffee creamer beside her empty mug. Flipping her eggs over to form an omelet, Katherine heard her phone go off. She picked it up from the countertop and noticed it was from Jack Kelly. She remembered when Jessa had teased her about having his number yesterday when they were taking a break from their game, but she easily defended herself by showing her the list of all the parents she'd known from work, having watched their child every day for a year.

"I need their number so I can text or call them if their baby has a fever and has to go home or even to update a nervous parents on how their child is doing. That's mostly how I clamed Jack down when Jenna first started daycare a week ago. He was so nervous leaving his daughter with strangers but I assured him I would let him know how she's doing throughout the day." Katherine said, rolling her brown eyes.

"Or you're a sneaky-ass babysitter." She smirked.

"I'm not a babysitter. I'm twenty-four, not twelve, Jessa." Katherine nearly snorted at her friend's comment. "C'mon, let's get back to the game…"

Katherine flipped her omelet onto a plate, pouring her hot coffee and adding a load of creamer to it in her favorite mug. She sat down on her loveseat to watch a little TV and eat her breakfast before getting ready for the day's activities. Once she had finished her breakfast she got ready for her day; she got dressed in a maroon skirt and a white V-neck shirt, letting her long brown locks fall around her shoulders after brushing it and straightening a few pieces. She wore natural makeup, but a brighter pink lip, and slipped on her favorite black flats.

Ready to go? Shower is at 10:30. Katherine read as she looked at her friend's text, grabbing her little black purse and replying back. Yep. Leaving now. See you there.

Katherine pulled up to the house at ten thirty, fifteen minutes earlier than the shower; prepared and ready as usual. She knocked on the door, a little pink gift bag in her hand.

"It's open! Just come it." A loud voice from inside said. Medda sounds the same. Katherine smirked before opening the white door. "Oh, it's our Katherine, David!" Medda said, heavily pregnant with their first child. Katherine said hello and opened her arms to the woman who struggled to waddle over to her. "How are you, honey?"

"I'm great. You look amazing, Medda!" Katherine smiled, glancing down at her rounded stomach. "Pregnancy suits you."

"Well it's filled with nausea around all the foods my husband likes to eat, but besides that I think it's alright." Medda winked at her friend.

"Davey! Hi, you dad-to-be!" Katherine squealed happily, hugging the tall, dark haired man. "How excited are you to be having two girls around the house now? The ratio seems a little off, huh?"

"The ratio is way off, Kathy." David Jacobs said with the playful roll of his eyes. "We're really excited." He said, smiling at his wife's pregnant belly from across the room.

"Oh! Where do I put your present?" Katherine asked, almost forgetting the bag in her head.

"Katherine…" David shook his head, remembering telling her she didn't need to bring one.

"Kathy, you've helped a lot with this baby shower already, you don't need to bring us anything else." Medda said. "We told you that already." David interjected.

"Be quiet, say thank you, and let me place this on your gift table. Where is that?" Katherine said, hands on her hips as she mocked David, her older cousin.

"It's over there, you stubborn-ass woman." David smirked, pointing to a round table.

"David!" Medda half-scolded, half-laughed. "Oh who am I kidding, you pin-pointed her personality." Medda laughed, sitting down in a chair at their table near the kitchen.

"Please insult me more." Katherine winked playfully at the couple, placing the gift bag on the requested table. "You clean up nice, Davey. You look better in these clothes than in that dirty vest you have to wear to work." Katherine teased her older cousin back, sticking her tongue out at him after he'd done the same to her.

As the minutes passed, more and more people showed up at the house of the expectant couple. More and more people, friends, coworkers, and family members filed in through the single door. A few children came, too, the parents unable to find a babysitter on a Sunday. Nearly ten minutes into the shower, everyone heard a knock on the door as they began to play their first baby shower game. Medda shifted in her seat, beginning to get up and get the door. Katherine stopped her, gently pushing her shoulder back onto her seat on the couch next to David. "I can get it, Medda. Enjoy your shower." She smiled before walking over to the small white door and opening it, turning her head back to smile as the crowd of people let out a shout of simultaneous laughter.

Katherine opened the door and was taken aback as she saw no other than the little family she seemed to keep running into. There was Jack, standing in a pair of casual but nice looking jeans and a white cotton tee shirt, holding Jenna in one arm and a diaper bag in the other. He looked exasperated and stressed out as he struggled to dig through the diaper bag with one hand, obviously in search of something. He didn't even notice the door had opened until Katherine said, "Well, hello again" with the cutest smile he'd seen from her yet. He looked up and saw her smile-nearly a smirk-and couldn't help but give her one back, despite how he was feeling. "Need some help?" She offered, seeing Jenna was nearly in tears, dry streaks of what she knew were once tears streaming down the little girl's face showed Katherine that it had been a rough morning for the two of them.

"Oh God, yes please." Jack said with a loud sigh as her passed Jenna to Katherine's inviting arms. He then stepped inside the house with the two of them, still looking for something in the diaper bag. "It's just uh…not been a great morning for us. I swear I've been looking for her pacifier for the past hour…" Jack said, running a hand over his face and through his dusty hair.

"It doesn't look like it went too, well, huh?" Katherine said in a higher pitched voice, mostly directed toward Jenna. "I'm sorry to hear about your morning, Jack." Katherine said sincerely, looking up at Jack, the three of them close together in the tightly spaced entryway.

Jack shrugged, finding her rattle and hoping that would do. He held it out to Jenna with a smile, hoping she'd be intrigued, but all she did was let out a cry and whimper into Katherine's neck. "I'm sorry, Katherine, I'm just not in the best mood today. Excuse both of us." He apologized with a sad smirk.

"Jack, don't apologize. All parents deal with these days. Even I do some days at work." Katherine said truthfully. "So how do you know Medda and Davey?" She asked him curiously.

"I've worked with Davey for the past few years. He's a good friend. He's helping a lot with this uh…divorce stuff." He said quietly.

"I should've guessed you worked together." Katherine said, rubbing soothing circles on Jenna's little back. "I'm Davey's youngest cousin. His mom and my dad are siblings. His mom is great." She smiled, ignoring the thought of her father being related to some people who were so wonderful…so different than him.

"It's a small world." Jack nodded, glancing to his left and immediately letting out a groan as he stared at the gift table. "I forgot the gift, too."

"I know these two. They won't mind, trust me, Jack." Katherine tried to reassure him, but saw it did no good. "What if you bring it in sometime this week to daycare and I deliver it to them?"

"Would you?" He asked with an expression that neared a grimace of remorse.

"Of course. Anytime." Katherine smiled. "Well I suppose we should join everyone in the family room." She suggested, leading the way, Jack following. Medda nearly demanded Katherine hand Jenna over to her, saying something about "loving the darling thing". Once all the party games had ended and the presents had been opened, all but Jack's which he profusely apologized for and assured would be given to them soon. The party had then moved onto it's final stage, lunch and time to mingle and talk.

"I feel like we've been harassing you all weekend." Jack smirked as he took a seat beside Katherine. Katherine looked up at him and smiled, noticing how much more relaxed her looked now that Jenna had calmed down and was been fawned over by Medda.

"You absolutely have not! I love seeing you." She assured him, then frowning at her choice of words. "I don't mean…I mean I like seeing you two…I mean-" She sighed and closed her eyes, grimacing at his laugh. "I'm bad with words."

"Lucky for you, I am, too." Jack smirked at her, receiving one back. The two carried on a small conversation as they ate their food, smiling as the couple cut into the pink cake. "You know, I'm a little jealous of these two." He admitted, explaining his statement further when Katherine looked confused. "I'm really happy that they got a little one on the way and have a great marriage and all that. But you know, I just get kind of to thinking about Sarah and what our marriage was-or what I thought it was-before Jenna came." He glanced over at Katherine, her big brown eyes looking at him with such sorrow as she heard him tell his sad tale. "I'm a pretty awful dad…sometimes I wonder if Sarah only left me because of Jenna being born. I wonder that if she hadn't been conceived, would I still be happily married? But then I figure it wasn't her. She had been cheating before all of that pregnancy stuff, right? I don't know…I just…I hate that she'll never grow up with two loving parents." He sighs, feeling Katherine move a hand to his shoulder, trying to comfort him with his inner demons.

"Jack, don't say that. You love Jenna so much, I know you do. I can see it in everything you do. You're such a good father. It's only natural to think that way!" She defends his confidence, looking over at Jenna playing on the floor, several mothers fawning over her.

"I'm not as great as you make me seem." He sighs. "You just don't get it. She'll never have a mother…and either way it's my fault. I got her pregnant so she left, or I wasn't a good enough husband, so she left."

"No, I get it all too well, Jack." Katherine says, moving her hand to cross under her breasts as she stares down at her empty plate. "My mother wanted children so terribly bad. She got pregnant with me and ended up dying in childbirth. It was a hard labor and I was in the NICU for three weeks. My father never wanted any children. He was always bitter and angry towards me. He missed my mother so much and I think…I think that's why whenever he sees me he feel so angry-because I killed his love. I never grew up without a mother. Not even a mother figure. I get it, Jack, I do." Katherine spoke quietly, feeling a strong arm on the small of her back, rubbing small circles on it as she had done with Jenna.

"I'm sorry about that, Katherine. I really am." He says lowly.

"If you ever need help with Jenna-or anything-don't hesitate to call me, okay? Okay, Jack?" Katherine told him seriously, looking up at him and changing to topic, not wanting to cry here and in front of him.

"For sure." He nodded. "And if you ever want to talk-or anything else-don't hesitate to call me, okay, Katherine?" He told her with a small smile.

Katherine smiled back at him, finally noticing his magnificent clear blue eyes. "For sure."