A/N: Hey guys! Back again! I decided to give you guys a treat and update early this weekend. If I'm lucky, I might crank out chapter five as well. Anyway, that's about all I had to say.

Hope you enjoy!


Showing- 4 Months

The sun shone outside, orange and yellow leaves covering the ground, on the early Saturday morning. At 9:30 in the morning, Clare had just woken up, her hair messy and her pale blue pajama top and pants in disarray. She looked around for Eli, who didn't seem to be in the room, so she assumed that he was downstairs stuffing some kind of breakfast food into his mouth. She rubbed her eyes and a slid out of bed, heading towards the bathroom since now a days, her bladder seemed to be the size of an apple.

When Clare stepped out of the bathroom, her hands still a bit damp, and was caught by surprise when Eli strode over to her and kissed her, his hands wrapping around her waist. She soon melted into the kiss, her fingers threading into the hair at the nape of his neck and her forearms resting on the bare skin of his shoulders. She felt his lips curl up into a smile and he backed her up against the bed, making her fall onto the soft white sheets, and he climbed on top of her.

"Eli," she said softly, her cheeks tinted pink and a smile upon her lips. He silenced her again with a kiss, his hands moving to the hem of her shirt and slowly pushing it up to her breasts, his palms sliding along her smooth skin. She giggled and Eli broke the kiss, moving down to her slightly-rounded stomach and kissing it.

"God Clare, you're so beautiful." He pressed his lips against her soft skin, making his wife giggle, and slowly kissed his way upward, until he had nearly reached her chest. His hands moved to push the shirt higher, but Clare grabbed his wrists, stopping him.

"Eli, what are you doing?" He raised an eyebrow and sat back slightly, brushing his hair out of his eyes.

"I'm having sex with my wife. Something wrong with that?" The auburn-haired woman frowned and sat up, pulling her shirt down, Eli still straddling her waist.

"We can't have sex before we go to the OBGYN!" Clare's husband sighed dramatically, his shoulders slumping.

"Why not? We haven't had sex in, like, two and a half weeks."

"It's not my fault you procrastinated on grading your students projects."

"Want to know why I was procrastinating? Because I was making love to you. So really, it is your fault."

"Well I…"

"And if I'm not mistaken, you were screaming my name. Wasn't that you?"

"Oh shut up Eli," Clare snapped, folding her arms across her chest. He moved off of her, smirk plastered on his face.

"Seriously." He moved his lips closer to her ear and whispered to her. "I need you right now." Her cheeks burned red and she hopped off of the bed, refusing to look at Eli who was only clad in black pajama pants.

"Not now Eli, I told you already."

"Tonight?"

"Maybe."

"Tomorrow?"

"Eli."

"In the car after the appointment?"

"Eli!" He chuckled and moved from the bed, sidling up behind his wife and wrapping his arms around her, placing a soft kiss on her neck.

"I love you Clare." Her scowl turned to a softl smile and she turned her head so their lips met.

"I love you too."


"The Goldsworthy's. How are you?" Dr. Ryan closed the door after himself and grinned at the two. Eli and Clare were sitting in their usual spots in the room and smiled politely back at Dr. Ryan.

"Well…" Eli trailed off and Clare turned to glare at him, almost daring him to say something. He laughed and shook his head.

"I'm fine Dr. Ryan, how are you?"

"I'm great." He turned away from the couple to rummage in the cabinet and pull out the 'cold gel' and Clare watched him curiously as she tugged her shirt up to her breasts. Dr. Ryan began to set up the ultrasound machine and Eli watched as he smeared the gel on his wife's stomach.

"You're starting to show a bit I see," he noted, partially to himself, and placed the transducer on Clare's stomach, sliding it around and looking for the fetus.

"Yeah," Clare responded quietly, looking down and smiling a bit. Eli caught the smile and grinned—Clare looked so cute when she did that.

"So how's the little one?" Eli asked, turning the chair around so he could see the monitor.

"Doing well it seems like. Right now, the placenta us producing all the hormones he or she needs. The fetus is also producing its own waste—it actually urinates into the amniotic fluid every 45 minutes, in small amounts of course." Eli scrunched up his nose and frowned.

"It pees inside Clare? That's kind of gross." Clare shot him a look and he smirked, trying to hold back a laugh.

"Its heart is also pumping about 25 quarts of blood a day and all of its teeth have formed. Its weight around this time is about 3 ounces, and is about 6 inches long. If we wanted to, we could try and find out the gender now, but it most likely wouldn't be very accurate." He smiled and shut off the ultrasound machine, handing Clare a paper towel and sitting down on the stool next to Eli.

"Any questions?" Clare wiped the gel from her stomach, pulling her shirt back down and sitting up.

"Actually, yes. Should I be taking some sort of vitamins?" Dr. Ryan nodded.

"Yes, you should. Iron deficiency is pretty common in pregnant women, so if you go to your local drugstore and get some multi-vitamins, you'll be golden."

"Eli, any questions?" Dr. Ryan raised an eyebrow and looked at Eli as if he was expecting some sort of sex question. Eli smirked and shook his head. "Well then, I'll be back with your pictures Clare."


Eli scooted closer to Clare in bed, wrapping his arms around her and spooning her body. He placed a soft kiss on her neck and reached over her to turn the bedside lamp off, soon engulfing them in darkness.

"Clare?"

"Hm?" She responded sleepily. Eli smiled softly to himself.

"I'm sorry about earlier. I just want you to know that sex isn't all that I think about."

"It's okay Eli, I understand that you were turned on."

"Well…wait, but Clare…"

"Eli, it's fine. Men will be men."

"But Clare…"

"Don't worry about it."

"Clare, you're not listening!" He didn't mean to yell, but it popped out before he could stop himself. He heard his wife huff angrily, and push his arms away from her, throwing the covers over herself and leaving Eli with none.

"Goodnight," she grumbled, facing away from him. He sighed.

He hated these pregnancy hormones.


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