"I don't know why you are laughing, Christopher! This is not fucking funny and I am so fucking pissed off right now!" Melanie screeched, as she attempted to storm through the apartment.

Chris stood in the hallway, watching as she moved between the bathroom and office, ranting and raving.

"Mel, you need to calm down!" he said, as she slammed the dresser drawers. "Doctor Kaui has other patients that need her and that woman was nice today."

She stepped out into the hallway and glared at him, "No she wasn't!" she snapped, as Chris snorted.

"I thought she was nice," he shrugged. "Came in and had your medical chart memorized in the five minutes it took for the nurse to ask her mandatory questions and what not."

"SHE PUT HER FINGER IN MY ASS!" Melanie screeched. "Last time I checked, the baby wasn't in THERE!"

Chris couldn't help but laugh, which pissed her off even more. "I'm going to a different doctor!" she yelled from the bathroom. "I refuse to go to a doctor that just up and abandons me for another uppity socialite and puts me with an idiot!"

"You're not changing doctors," Chris said, stepping into the bedroom.

Melanie pulled the tank top over her head, tossing it into the hamper. "Yes I am," she snapped, grabbing a clean set of loungewear.

He rolled his eyes, "You're six months pregnant, Mel," he shook his head. "It's too late for you to go to another doctor!"

"Well I'm NOT going back to this one!" she yelled, moving towards the bathroom.

"Well, I'm NOT letting you see another OBGYN!" he shouted. "I refuse to let you see someone from another practice, Melanie. I trust Doctor Kaui with both your health and our daughter's, so you're going back there for your next appointment."

Melanie shook her head, "Whatever!" she snapped, tossing the clothes down on the counter.

Chris sighed, "What are you doing now?" he asked, as she turned the shower on.

"I was fucking violated so I'm taking a goddamn shower!" she yelled. "IS THAT OKAY?!"

"Mother of God," he mumbled. "I'm not arguing with you anymore, Mel. Don't take it out on me because someone else decided to have their baby today!"

In return, Melanie slammed the bathroom door shut, leaving him alone in their bedroom.

…..

"So, how's your asshole this afternoon?" Jim snorted into the phone, as Melanie answered.

She gasped, "You little shit!" she hissed, as he laughed on the other end.

Instead of yelling at him, Melanie quickly hung up and slammed the phone down on the table.

"CHRISTOPHER!" she screamed. "I'm going to KILL you!"

She heard him groan from the other room, "What now?" he asked, sitting up on the couch. "What have I done now, Mel? Before you screamed at me for being in the way, so I moved in here to leave you be. Now what?"

Melanie glared at him, "You told Jim, of all people, about what happened this morning?" she asked, her tone deadly.

Chris blinked, "I told your brother," he said slowly, watching as her eyes went wide. "What?! I sure as hell wasn't going to call my mom and ask her what to do! Len's known you longer than I have, therefore I went to him in order to find a way to calm you the fuck down!"

"You want to know why I'm so pissed?" she asked, watching as he nodded. "How would you like it if someone stuck their fucking finger up your ass?"

"I wouldn't be too thrilled?"

She laughed bitterly, "Oh, you wouldn't be too thrilled?" she asked. "While Jim and my brother love shoving shit up their asses," she started, ignoring the groan from him. "I really do not appreciate the fact that you went and told Len! You knew he was going to go and tell Jim, because he tells Jim everything!"

"Mel, the woman told you why she had to do it!" he said, setting the book down on his lap. "Would you rather she not do the exam and god forbid something was wrong? Jesus Christ, Melanie you're acting like a baby right now! Everyone has to get the backdoor checked at some point in their lives!"

Melanie stared at him for a moment before turning sharply on her heel and storming down the hallway. The bedroom door slammed shut behind her, making him wince. Cursing, Chris reached for the cordless phone on the coffee table and quickly called Jim back, with the plan to curse him into another timeline.

…

By the end of the week, Melanie managed to calm down over the "disastrous" doctor's visit. While she was still pissed about the sudden switch to the other doctor, Melanie called off the search for a new one; it was far too late in the game to find another OBGYN, especially one as good as Doctor Kaui in Manhattan.

"What do you want to do tonight?" Chris asked, as Melanie adjusted the AC in the living room. "Do you want to go out for dinner or stay in?"

"I'm not going out there," she scoffed, heading back over to the couch. "It's too hot and everything smells outside."

Chris nodded as she slowly sat down on the couch, letting out a relaxed sigh as her body hit the cushions. "Besides, I'd never make it down the stairs, let alone the street."

"I could always run out and get you something," he offered, as she rested her head on his shoulder. "You wouldn't even have to move off the couch."

"That makes me feel even more like a cow," she groaned. "A bitchy, overheated cow."

"Still love you, though," he said, kissing her forehead. "No matter how bitchy you get."

Melanie grunted, "Let's just stay in tonight," she sighed. "We could eat cereal for dinner."

Chris nodded, "I'll go get you some," he said, moving to get up. "You want a glass of milk too?"

She shook her head, "Juice. And I don't want milk in my cereal either," she said, making a face. "I'm not too fond of it these days."

"One milk-less bowl of cereal and a cup of juice coming up!" he said, making his way into the kitchen.

As Chris went into the kitchen to put dinner together, Melanie grabbed the remote off the coffee table and turned the television on, flipping through the channels; the early evening news reporting about the heat wave and stating the obvious: stay inside! As Melanie started flipping through the movie channels, there was a knock on the door.

Groaning, Melanie pulled herself up off the couch and started towards the door. "Who the hell could be knocking on our door?" she yelled. "It's too fucking hot to even make the attempt to come here."

Chris snorted, "I don't know! Maybe it's the neighbors."

Grumbling, Melanie unlocked the door and pulled it open. "Yes can I he-" she paused, eyes going wide with shock.

"Mel?" Chris called out, as she stood quietly in the doorway. "Who is it?"

Letting out a screech, Melanie threw her arms around her brother, who laughed and hugged her back tightly. "What the hell are you doing here?" she asked, once he let go.

"Oh, we were in town," Jim shrugged. "Figured the right thing to do would be to grace you with my beautiful presence."

Leonard rolled his eyes, "We missed you and wanted to come see you," he said, as Joanna snuck by her aunt.

"Uncle Chris! Uncle Chris!" she shouted as she ran into the apartment.

"Jo-jo!"

Melanie frowned, "Did my husband know you were coming?" she asked, moving aside so Leonard and Jim could come in.

Jim blinked, "I haven't got a clue," he shrugged, before setting his bag down. "Jesus it's nice and cool in here! I don't know how you two can stand this fucking heat!"

Chris came out of the kitchen with Joanna in his arms, listening intently as she explained the plot of a book she had read on the flight over. "So he was the bad guy all along?" he asked, once Joanna finally stopped talking.

"Yup!" she nodded. "I was so mad! Daddy told me I shouldn't get all worked up because it's not a real person.

"Why not? You're allowed to get upset when something happens that you don't like!" he said. "Look at your Aunt Mellie. She was very upset when they killed that twin in the Harry Potter book!"

Melanie scoffed, "That's because he was a twin!" she exclaimed. "How could she go and kill Fred and leave George all alone with one ear and no sidekick?!"

Leonard rolled his eyes, "Oh god, here we go," he muttered. "Before we turn this into a literature fest, can we at least get settled for the night? I would like to take a shower, since I've sweated through my clothes from the cab ride here."

"Yes! Yes!" Melanie said, waving her hand at him. "You know where the shower is!"

"You're not going to make sure there's towels in there? Or soap?" he asked, as Chris set Joanna down.

Melanie glared at him, "Would you like me to hold your hand as you shower? You're capable of getting the towels out of the closet if you need them," she shook her head. "Come on, Jo-Jo. You can take a quick shower in my bathroom!"

Joanna squealed, "Can I use that pretty shampoo? The one that smells like flowers?"

"Of course you can!" Melanie said, as they started down the hall. "I even have one that smells like coconut!"

"I take it she was really grumpy all week, "Leonard asked, as they disappeared into the bedroom.

Chris nodded, "Between the incident with the doctor and the heat, she's been….difficult to converse with," he shrugged. "But I'm hoping that a week out of the city will help her."

"I hope so," Jim sighed, picking his bag up. "Because if not, then we should lock her up in a mental institution.!"