Dr. Walker walked in happily, all smiles as he closed the door behind him and watched as Wilhelmina fidgeted anxiously. He cleared his throat to signal her attention. She looked up immediately, her face streamed with tears as her feet kicked freely on the table.

"Have you been crying?" He asked, confused as to thinking he was familiar enough with her and her family to know that Slater's just don't do this sort of thing.

"Shut up!.." Wilhelmina screeched, wiping her tears with her hand. "So fucking hormonal...ridiculous...I have gained 10 pounds in the last 3 weeks...Connor thinks I'm just bloated or depressed and I had to FAKE PMS just to convince him that I wasn't pregnant-"

"And take a pregnancy test which came out negative which also brings us to the point that you shouldn't be hiding this from your husband.

"I don't have a choice."

"No, you did have a choice you just chose the harder option."

"I chose to spare my family from what could be a horrible situation."

"And yet your suffering immensely."

"It's worth it."

"Is it really?" He asked, looking her in the eyes in which she turned away, not wanting to make that kind of intense contact. "Listen...I ran all the tests and we did the ultrasound..Your fine."

"Than why-"

"You told me you drank 3 bottles of water that morning...correct?"

"I was thirsty."

"No problem...morning sickness can do that to you and all that water just diluted the test...just a faulty glitch in home pregnancy tests."

"Oh...okay...good."

"Yes, it is good...Another thing I want to talk to you about is what else showed up on the ultrasound,"

"Can't I just go home?"

"No...Just hear me out."

NWJ

"Willie, Oh thank God your alive, your call totally scared the bejeebers out of me!" Marc screeched as he followed Wilhelmina closely into the room, taking in her current outfit.

"Ugh." Wilhelmina huffed, setting down her bag and plonking down in her chair

"Okay...I didn't know what your mood was going to be so I brought my reversible vest; One side is black and the other side is yellow...Are we happy or are we angry."

"Marc, for one I still came into work so what does that tell you."

"It tells me that you still haven't told Connor yet because he would most certainly not let you work until the 10 weeks where up and you would not be planning Nico and the twins birthday party."

"Which is one of the many reasons he still does not know."

"He probably knows already...he knew both times when you tried to hide it."

"I've improved Marc."

"Look at your outfit...Your wearing jeans."

"Their white Armani."

"Their DENIM!" Marc scolded, his face serious as he looked over her outfit. She wore a pair of wide leg white Armani jeans with a blue and white scoop neck silk chiffon blouse with a paisley print, complimented by her white Louboutins and white button front waist coat.

"Sooo."

"Your wearing maternity clothes." He stated bluntly.

"Am not." Wilhelmina said defensively, looking over herself.

"LIAR. You got that shirt from Isabella Oliver!"

"Did not!"

"Than who designed it?" Marc asked in a slow menacing voice.

"Uh...Fer.G...H...Ohhh I hate you!"

"AhhHa!"

"Marc, what else am I going to where?"

"Uh hello...Your closet could store Hurricane Katrina Survivors."

"I don't even fit my pajamas let alone everyday wear."

"Oh c'mon, your not that big already."

Wilhelmina rolled her eyes, drew her blinds and locked her door. Lifting up her shirt, Marc gasped, staring at her bulging belly.

"Gasp!...Your crossing into Oprah territory."

"Bitch."

"I'm sorry, it had to be said."

"Marc, I am fat, depressed and nauseous...Don't cross me."

"You where much more friendlier when you had the twins."

"And yet only one likes you."

"How many times do I have to tell you?...You cheated on Connor with the devil and spawned Kai."

Wilhelmina chuckled lightly, setting back in her spiral chair. "Don't make fun of my baby...she can't help it."

"Of course Willie, no one can help who their mother is."

"Get out."

NWJ

Connor peeked inside Wilhelmina's office quietly, watching as she slept. Her face laid planted upon the keyboard of her laptop as her hands fell to the desk.

"Willie." Connor called her name softly, approaching her desk and placing a gentle hand on her back. "Willie."

Wilhelmina stirred, looking up at the screen of gibberish on her computer . Immediately, she lifted her head, the straight strands of hair falling before her face in slumber. She typed aimlessly, her fingers moving at the speed of light as she mumbled incoherently.

"Willie, it's okay...it's just me." Connor soothed.

"Yeah." She mumbled, typing expeditiously.

"Are you ready to go to lunch?"

She nodded, still typing. "Sure, just let me finish up my letter from the Editor."

"Why don't you just start over tomorrow."

"Wait, no I'm almost done."

Connor chuckled, peering over at the Word Document displayed on screen. " Faithful Mode Readers, Iubvdosnsbiv si bfibe ebasssssssssssssssssssssssss ." Connor snickered, looking over at Wilhelmina sympathetically. " Sounds great...I especially love the ending...With your nose cursing out the readers and all...Seems like every part of you is badassssssssssssss."

"I'm sorry...I'm just so exhausted."

"That's understandable, It's only...Noon."

"I didn't sleep much last night." She lied.

"Well, do you still want to go to lunch or do you honestly just want to get home."

"I kinda just want to go home."

"C'mon." Connor took her hand and closed her laptop, leading her to where her papers where. "This doesn't have anything to do with this morning does it?"

"No."

"Because I'm really sorry I-"

"Forget about it."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Well than, can we still get something to eat because I'm starved."

NWJ

The weeks continued to pass by as did time with every passing moment and before they knew it 5 more weeks had gone by and soon approached the birthdays of Nico, Nia and Kai in which a huge celebration was expected. Wilhelmina continued to grow...hormonal and bigger, planning the rather large party by which she continued to hide her secret from Connor...to the best of her ability.

"How are you feeling today?" Dr. Walker asked patiently.

Wilhelmina rolled her eyes, sighing heavily. "Like a bloated sea urchin."

"Oh that'll pass."

"Don't lie to me."

Dr. Walker chuckled heartily, opening her chart. "Okay let's see...Your blood pressure is alittle high..."

"Fine."

"What?"

"Anytime you say something that I don't like, I'm going to say fine to give you the allusion that I am listening when I am not."

"Wilhelmina, the risk of pre-eclampsia is quite serious."

"Fine."

He huffed, ignoring her as he continued on. "I really want to monitor you closely so instead of seeing you every 4 weeks, I want to see you every 2 weeks."

"Oh how delightful, Why don't I just give you a corsage as you check for a heartbeat."

"Oh...No fine?"

"Piss off Dr. Walker."

"I can honestly tell you that you are the most difficult patient that I have ever dealt with, especially in your rare case."

"Well, unless I win a SURROGATE for being bitchy I don't see how that should be a problem." She quiped, jumping off the table and onto the ground with some much needed assistance.

"But there is something else that I wanted to discuss."

"What? Madison 6 or Estelle's?"

"Your hCG levels are 2500."

"Yipee, I'm hormonal!"

"Wilhelmina, sit down...You know how this goes."

"You know, I really wish you would have just pissed off when I told you to."

NWJ

"Willie." Connor sung, walking through their bedroom door.

Wilhelmina rolled her, turning her body from his side of the bed and dipping low in the covers like she was asleep.

Despite her attempts to spoil his mood, Connor smirked, getting under the covers with her. Wilhelmina scoffed, shining her booklight in his face.

"Space please!"

"Oh c'mon Willie it has been 8 weeks...You won't hurt me...I promise."

"It's about to be a year if you don't get off of me!" Wilhelmina squirmed from beneath his touch.

Connor huffed and flipped off the covers. "Are you mad at me?"

"No." Wilhelmina answered hurriedly, turning her back to him.

"Is this about what I said this morning."

"No, I mean who wouldn't be insulted if someone blatantly called them FAT."

"Willie, I did not call you fat, I said you looked...healthy...The tabloids are calling you fat."

"I hate you."

"I love you too baby."

"Shut up."

"Oh c'mon Willie, you can't take what they say seriously...So what you gained...a few...pounds."

"20 FUCKING POUNDS CONNOR, 20 FUCKING POUNDS!"

"And you look gorgeous."

"Than why did Kai call me Moby Wick yesterday."

Connor chuckled discretely, trying to hide his expression. "She's just a baby."

"A baby that knows what a whale looks like!"

"Blame Amanda for that."

"Ugh."

"Fine, fine...We'll go to bed than...no sex...no cuddling...no love...just sleep."

"Connor."

"No, no it's fine...I'll just lust privately over the skinny woman in Player."

"Skinny!" Wilhelmina turned to him quickly, her eyebrows torched with anger.

Connor's eyes widened, his hands flying up in protest. "No, no Willie...I was playing I didn't mean it like th-"

It was too late and Wilhelmina was already up and hurling pillows at him like dodge balls. "Out!"

"Willie."

"Out, you Australian mosquito!"

"What?"

"That's right, you look like a damn mosquito!" She yelled as he dodged her throws through the door.

"Someones still PM- freaking S-ing!"

"Piss off Owens!" Wilhelmina bellowed hormonally.

NWJ

Okay You all SUCK at reviewing ! Like I don't even know if you like this story anymore because only 2 people review and it's getting harder to get inspired which is why all the stories are being updated late...Give me ideas...Suggestions HELP ME build my EGO! lol jk just review!

-Love NWJ