Daniel paced the corridor nervously, his mind discombobulated in thoughts and theories. She couldn't even see me...His thoughts wandered intensely to the worst possible place. Is she blind...Why would she go blind...He sighed, giving up hope as he plopped back on the metal spring seat in the small waiting room. he couldn't handle a blind wife...he could barely manage with her now. He held his head as the memory of their wedding day replayed in his head like a cruel reminder. His eyes peeked up at the sound of orthopedic shoes clacking against the cheap linoleum. Dr. Stillman stood before him, his face a solemn frown.

"She's blind isn't she?" Daniel questioned.

"Just come with me."

NWJ

He watched intensely through the peep window of her room as she lie on the bed in a deep slumber, her hair still curled as a bang cascaded shyly over her face. Marc sat beside her, painting her nails a deep red as he talked to her as if she was actually listening.

"Why is Marc in there...I'm her husband...I should be in there."

"When she first woke up she requested that you not be allowed in until Mr. St James clears you."

"Why would she do that?"

"Marc tells me your pressuring her to get pregnant again."

"I want kids..more than one and Nico doesn't count...I want children of my own."

"What does your wife want?"

"To be selfish."

"Mr. Meade...Your wife has been suffering from Migraine disease for 4 months now."

"No she hasn't."

"Yes she has...It comes as an aftershock of some postpartum pregnancies and with that comes flicker vision."

"Flicker vision?"

"Her eyesight fades in an out until the pain secedes from her head."

"How can I even trust you when you tied her tubes and didn't even encourage her to talk to me about it."

"I did but she didn't want to...She thought you would hate her but the migraines where so bad that she didn't know what else to do...This isn't even the first time that she's been hospitalized for them."

"What?"

"When you went to the United Kingdom for a business trip, her assistant found her unconscious in her home with Audrey screaming in her crib."

"Have you prescribed her any medication for it?"

"Of course and I think she's stopped taking it because it had been working for the last 2 months but lately she's been calling me for the same old pains."

"What did they look like?"

"They where in a circular tablet with the days marked on it."

"Like a birth control wheel?"

"Yes." He answered slowly, looking in Daniel's eyes as his head bowed shamefully. "Mr. Meade what did you do?"

Daniel sighed, backing into the wall behind him in frustration. "I thought they where birth control..."

"They do serve as conception suppressants as well..."

"I switched them out." Daniel mumbled.

"Do you understand the magnitude of what you've done?" Sr. Stillman whispered scornfully, a vein in his head bulging out in frustration.

"I didn't know..." Daniel coxed.

"She could be pregnant Mr. Meade!" Dr. Stillman raised his voice slightly.

"How..She..She had the surgery..."

"And it didn't work.."

"What are you talking about?"

"I put her on the birth control/ migraine relief pills because when her Fallopian tubes where tied, instead of staying twisted they mended together to form one...allowing eggs to pass through."

"...Why am I getting the vibe that her being pregnant is bad thing?"

"Where were you last year when your wife went through hell to bring your child into this world?...Huh?...I have known Ms. Slater for 10 years now and I have to say, she has never ever considered having more children beyond Nico and William...until she met you."

"Than why is it a problem now?"

"Why can't you get this through your head, Mr. Meade?...If she gives birth again she will die!...And so will the child that you've been pressing oh so very hard for."

"But she made it through with Audrey.."

"Barely! She gave birth in a warehouse and lost half of her weight in blood...she still hasn't even made a full recovery from that and you may have gotten her pregnant again with your greed and selfishness and trickery...And that is NOT what marriage is about...You should love your wife...not try and kill her and that's exactly what will happen if this next test comes back positive!" Dr. Stillman yelled feverishly, his finger wagging enthusiastically.

Daniel, sulking in his corning. "You can't talk to me like that." He mumbled, not wanting to make eye contact.

"Actually, I can...You are acting like a Boy and so I will treat you like one...I'm sorry but when it comes to my patients and others trying to compromise their health for their own selfish benefit than I cannot have that and I will not let you do it...Go be a man and check on your wife...if she'll have you." He spat, his eyes big and tone deep with a malignant anger. Daniel huffed, turning around to leave just as Wilhelmina was beginning to wake up.

NWJ

"-And so Troy from lighting told Jake from accounting who told Ash from Player who told Eric from Makeup who told Rich from Features who told Mike the mailman who than said that Izak likes me!" Marc rambled aimlessly as he stroked her nails effortlessly with the thin bristled brush.

"Shut-Up." Wilhelmina mumbled, her eyes fluttering open.

"Willie!" Marc yelped.

"Don't scream." She whispered, pushing herself up.

"Are you thirsty?" Marc asked, his voice a masked deep overtone.

"I didn't say be masculine Marc, I said don't scream...And yes I'm thirsty."

Marc nodded and reached in his bag, pulling out a Fiji water and pouring it into her specialized cup. " h2O for a Queen." He poured it and stuck a bendy straw in the cup, pushing it to her.

Wilhelmina looked at the cup and than at Marc, her continecne slowly changing. "Is Daniel here?" She asked hopefully.

Marc sighed as he sat on the edge of the bed. "He left Willie."

Wilhelmina nodded. "Oh."

"But Audrey's okay..Betty is with her at the apartment."

"Good."

"Willie...It's okay..Daniel's just processing everything...And while he may be acting like an asshole doing so...He'll come back to you."

"Did Dr. Stillman tell him about the pills?"

"How they where switched out?"

"What?"

"Nothing."

"Marc."

"Daniel switched your birthconrtol/migraine meds with a benign drug."

Wilhelmina's eyes widened as her breaths ran shorter. "But..That was..it was keeping me...from getting...pre-..it was." She stumbled incoherently as her blood pressure began to climb.

"Willie calm down...calm down."

"I'm gonna die." Wilhelmina grabbed at her heart intensely

"Willie, we don't even know if your pregnant yet.."

"And what if I am..."

"I don't know."