My eyes fluttered open as I rested my head on Brian's chest, my arms wrapped around his waist and his arms holding me to him.
"Morning." He smiled down at me.
"Morning. What time is it?" I smiled sleepily
"Eight o'clock."
"I'm going to be late." I grumbled, burying my face in his chest.
"How about I take Frederick to school on my way to work today? Give you a few more minutes in bed?"
"Thank you, sweetie." I planted a kiss on his lips."
"Y'know I'm going to have to move, darling?" He smiled.
"ugh." I hugged him to me. "But you're all comfy." I sulked.
He let out a chuckle as he lifted me slightly and slipped out of bed.
I watched him walk into our bathroom to shower.
I had been feeling so guilty about all the time I had spent with Frasier and about telling him all of the bad points about Brian. Brian was a wonderful man, and I was lucky enough to be married to him. What was I doing entertaining thoughts about my ex-husband?
I decided to cut myself off from Frasier, the best I could without seeming like I didn't want to know him. And it was working, I had successfully gone almost 2 weeks without calling Frasier. Oh, he had called me, but our conversations fizzled out quickly. I felt bad about it, but at least it proved to help me realise I couldn't do that to a sweet man like Brian.
Later that day at work, I was alone in my office writing up a report on the behaviour patterns of my test rats, when I became light-headed. I thought I had just been staring at the computer screen for too long, and so I decided to open the office window and get some air.
Apparently, I never made it to the window.
The next thing I knew I opened my eyes to find the hazy sight of Brian leant over my collapsed body on the office floor.
"Sweetheart, can you hear me?" He questioned franticly.
"Yes. What happened?" I replied, with my hand to my head as my vision cleared.
"I came to meet you for lunch as we planned and I found you passed out on the floor. I've been trying to bring you round for ten minutes. Your secretary's calling your doctor now."
"Uh, Brian, I'm fine. Really. It was just a fainting spell." I held onto Brian's firm arms as I started to pull myself to my feet. "I don't need a doctor. For Heavens sake, I AM a doc…" I lost my footing and landed with a thump.
"Lilith." Brian cradled my shoulders and looked into my eyes sternly. "I told you, Jenny's calling Dr Barker and you're going. No arguments. Okay?"
"Okay." I submitted, and rested my head on his shoulder.
"Dr Sternin. If you'd like to step into Dr Barker's office, we have your test results." The nurse informed Brian and I, after our two-hour wait.
"Thank you." I replied as Brain followed me into the office.
"Dr Sternin. Dr Patchett." Dr Barker greeted us for the second time since my examination 2 hours ago. "Take a seat."
He was probably just being polite, offering a seat, but I couldn't help but think it was more likely he wanted me to be sat down for the news. I was just getting over the flu that's all. I couldn't be anything worse. It couldn't be, could it?
Brian must've noticed the fear in my eyes, as he gently squeezed my hand in comfort.
"Well." Dr Barker started. "There's only really one way to say this, Dr Sternin." I squeezed Brian's hand back. "You're pregnant."
"..I…" I was speechless. On one hand I was relieved, that it wasn't some terrible illness. But on the other hand. I wasn't sure I wanted another child. I loved Brian; I had managed to drum that into myself. But, maybe I didn't love him enough.
I looked over at Brain, who was gazing at me, beaming with joy. I smiled nervously back.
"Um, How long? I mean. How long have I been pregnant?" I questioned Dr Barker.
"As far as we can tell, three months. Which would explain why you said you were still being sick after getting over the flu. It was morning sickness."
"That makes sense." I replied, still in a state of shock.
Brian could contain himself no longer. He jumped up, pulling me with him, and franticly shook hands with Dr Barker. "Thank you Doctor. This is wonderful news!"
He turned and hugged me tightly. "Wonderful." I quietly replied.
Brain smiled. "Look at her, she's still in shock." He chuckled with Dr Barker.
Yes. I was in shock, but more so because I knew something Brian didn't.
"Morning." He smiled down at me.
"Morning. What time is it?" I smiled sleepily
"Eight o'clock."
"I'm going to be late." I grumbled, burying my face in his chest.
"How about I take Frederick to school on my way to work today? Give you a few more minutes in bed?"
"Thank you, sweetie." I planted a kiss on his lips."
"Y'know I'm going to have to move, darling?" He smiled.
"ugh." I hugged him to me. "But you're all comfy." I sulked.
He let out a chuckle as he lifted me slightly and slipped out of bed.
I watched him walk into our bathroom to shower.
I had been feeling so guilty about all the time I had spent with Frasier and about telling him all of the bad points about Brian. Brian was a wonderful man, and I was lucky enough to be married to him. What was I doing entertaining thoughts about my ex-husband?
I decided to cut myself off from Frasier, the best I could without seeming like I didn't want to know him. And it was working, I had successfully gone almost 2 weeks without calling Frasier. Oh, he had called me, but our conversations fizzled out quickly. I felt bad about it, but at least it proved to help me realise I couldn't do that to a sweet man like Brian.
Later that day at work, I was alone in my office writing up a report on the behaviour patterns of my test rats, when I became light-headed. I thought I had just been staring at the computer screen for too long, and so I decided to open the office window and get some air.
Apparently, I never made it to the window.
The next thing I knew I opened my eyes to find the hazy sight of Brian leant over my collapsed body on the office floor.
"Sweetheart, can you hear me?" He questioned franticly.
"Yes. What happened?" I replied, with my hand to my head as my vision cleared.
"I came to meet you for lunch as we planned and I found you passed out on the floor. I've been trying to bring you round for ten minutes. Your secretary's calling your doctor now."
"Uh, Brian, I'm fine. Really. It was just a fainting spell." I held onto Brian's firm arms as I started to pull myself to my feet. "I don't need a doctor. For Heavens sake, I AM a doc…" I lost my footing and landed with a thump.
"Lilith." Brian cradled my shoulders and looked into my eyes sternly. "I told you, Jenny's calling Dr Barker and you're going. No arguments. Okay?"
"Okay." I submitted, and rested my head on his shoulder.
"Dr Sternin. If you'd like to step into Dr Barker's office, we have your test results." The nurse informed Brian and I, after our two-hour wait.
"Thank you." I replied as Brain followed me into the office.
"Dr Sternin. Dr Patchett." Dr Barker greeted us for the second time since my examination 2 hours ago. "Take a seat."
He was probably just being polite, offering a seat, but I couldn't help but think it was more likely he wanted me to be sat down for the news. I was just getting over the flu that's all. I couldn't be anything worse. It couldn't be, could it?
Brian must've noticed the fear in my eyes, as he gently squeezed my hand in comfort.
"Well." Dr Barker started. "There's only really one way to say this, Dr Sternin." I squeezed Brian's hand back. "You're pregnant."
"..I…" I was speechless. On one hand I was relieved, that it wasn't some terrible illness. But on the other hand. I wasn't sure I wanted another child. I loved Brian; I had managed to drum that into myself. But, maybe I didn't love him enough.
I looked over at Brain, who was gazing at me, beaming with joy. I smiled nervously back.
"Um, How long? I mean. How long have I been pregnant?" I questioned Dr Barker.
"As far as we can tell, three months. Which would explain why you said you were still being sick after getting over the flu. It was morning sickness."
"That makes sense." I replied, still in a state of shock.
Brian could contain himself no longer. He jumped up, pulling me with him, and franticly shook hands with Dr Barker. "Thank you Doctor. This is wonderful news!"
He turned and hugged me tightly. "Wonderful." I quietly replied.
Brain smiled. "Look at her, she's still in shock." He chuckled with Dr Barker.
Yes. I was in shock, but more so because I knew something Brian didn't.