"Nathan!" Haley yelled as she tried to both hold a screaming JD with her right arm and talk to Sam. "Sam, I'm so sorry. Can I call you back in ten minutes?"
"Sure, Haley," Sam said as he winced. Haley Scott sure had a set of lungs on her. "I'll be waiting for your call. Bye." The phone in Haley's hand turned to a dial tone as she punched the off button.
"Nathan Scott! When I find where you are, so HELP ME GOD!" Haley marched out of James's room as she hoisted her son higher on her hip. His ear-piercing wails did nothing to calm her as she came to a halt in her bedroom. "And this – this is the icing on the cake! Nathan!" Nathan looked at his wife, shock written all over his face. "Nate! Take the DAMN headphones off and hold your son." Haley shot Nathan a death glare as she tried to pry James off of her shoulder. The youngest Scott was having none of it, however, and clung to Haley when Nathan reached out for him. "Oh, great! This is just fantastic! Nate the least you could be doing is packing. No. What are you staring at anyway?"
"When did you make your doctor's appointment for, Hales?"
"What?"
"The doctor's. When are you going?"
"Nathan, really. I feel much better and –"
"Haley. You were tossing and turning all night. You were up early this morning… puking your brains out, I might add. You are cranky, you are tired, you are… you are pregnant?" Nathan asked, his eyes widening slowly.
