Disclaimer: I own some shoes… I have some lips and some fingertips… sorry… right these guys are not mine… but if I had the time… they would be…

Author's Note: Sorry I didn't update quickly. Others shall come up.

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Friday couldn't have come soon enough for Donna. They went to the doctor early in the morning. Donna was nearly jumping for joy. Josh was laughing at her.

But Donna left the doctor's office a lot less happy then when she had entered it.

"Stupid doctor," she mumbled. "What does he know?"

Josh didn't say anything but opened the car door for her.

"Can you believe him!" she shouted when he took his place in the drivers seat. "He actually said…. Did you hear him?... he said that I can't go back to work…. Is he crazy."

"It's just for a few more weeks," Josh ventured dangerously.

"A FEW WEEKS!" she yelled. "He's crazy. We have to get a new doctor."

"He's your doctor," Josh mumbled.

"Well I want a new one," she told him. "One who will tell me that I can go back to work and that I don't have to sit at home and eat leftovers and watch television."

"He didn't say that," josh interrupted.

"Well it sounded like he did," she pouted.

"He said you should get out and go for short walks. But you need to avoid stress, and work is stressful."

"Being at home for hours is stressful." She crossed her arms and leaned back in her chair.

"He said you could go driving," Josh began. "You should go house hunting."

It was a decent idea, though he had really only said it to give her some idea aside from killing their doctor. She didn't like it, at least not immediately. She ranted for the entire ride home. She had expected to go to work, and she was furious that she would have to spent two maybe three more weeks in Josh's stupid apartment.

He left her, making sure all the knives were locked up, taking the doctors address and business card with him. He figured she could find the hospital easily enough but at least this was he had done his best.

She didn't go and sit in front of the t.v. or read a book. She went completely insane and she did the unthinkable. She called someone.

"Hello?" came the response on the other end.

"Do you think my job is stressful?"

There was a pause.

"Well working with Josh, and the long hours, with Josh. Yes I'd call that stressful," he was being funny. She liked that. "You can't come back to work?"

"No," she tried not to scream. "What am I supposed to do for a few more weeks?"

"We could farm out phone calls," he said logically. "I mean that's not stressful, I don't think. I don't do phone calls often."

She laughed. "That sounds perfect."

"What did Josh say?"

"He said I could go house hunting," she said irritated. "Sometimes he's such a girl."

She thought she heard something like laughter.

"I'll have Bonnie fax over some stuff," he told her quickly.

"Thanks," she told him quietly. "I really mean it Toby thanks."

"I'll talk to you later," he said calmly.

"That'd be great."

She never thought it would happen, but she was glad it had. There was still someone who could understand, even sympathize. She was glad Toby was such a good friend.

"Hello?" she answered the phone.

"HEY!" Josh yelled. "Who have you been talking to?"

"What?" she mumbled distracted by some papers on the desk.

"Everytime I tried to call the phone was busy," he whined.

"Oh," she said realizing that maybe the jig was up, and it hadn't even lasted three days. "Sorry, why were you calling?"

Josh forgot about his question and remembered his purpose. "I was just thinking that we haven't talked to our parents yet."

"Oh," she said trying to sound distracted but really feeling like she needed to change the subject again. "That thing."

"Yeah," Josh replied. "I thought maybe we should talk about, I don't know actually doing it."

Donna fiddled with the pen in her hand and let out a sigh. "I was thinking…" she stopped; maybe it was one of those things she shouldn't mention.

"What?"

"That we could you know not do it…" she paused and waited for his answer.

"Ummm…." Josh paused. "Why?"

"Cause you know…" she paused. She was having a hard time to justify it to herself. It was even harder to justify to him. "I don't want to."

"Yeah," he said after a moment. "I don't think that's a really good idea."

"Well my parents are all ummm… well they are a little… Oh for gods sake my parents still think I am a virgin."

Josh tried not to laugh. He wasn't sure why he found it so funny, but it was Donna, she was pregnant with triplets, definitely not a virgin. "Right well, they're little fantasy world will kinda shatter when we tell them."

"Josh," Donna huffed. She got up and started to pace.

"What!" he said. "Donna we have to tell them."

Donna mumbled at him. "Josh they are not going to be happy."

"They're parents Donna," Josh told her. "They're not always what we think they are."

"It would just be easier if we were…" she paused and let the unspoken word hang in the air.

"I thought you wanted to wait," Josh responded suddenly alert. "I thought you didn't want to do it because of…"

"I didn't…"

"And now?"

"I still… I still don't want to do it for those reasons," she told him. "But I… you know… It's just hard Josh."

"Why?" He hadn't ever understood the entire situation with Donna's parents, she didn't talk about them all that much.

"It's just new to me… telling my parents I'm going to be a parent."

Josh sighed suddenly thinking of the reality. "Oh my God Donna!" he said excited. "We're going to be parents."

She rolled her eyes for a second. But she had stopped pacing. She realized that her hand had gone subconsciously to her tummy. "I know. It's so unbelievable, so exciting." She rubbed her belly. She was a mommy. Now all she needed was the courage to tell that to her mommy without crying.