Okay chapter 3 is here. I'm not sure how much I like this chapter. I might end up rewriting it. Is it too cheesy? Too sappy? To out of character for them? Please tell me what you think. This chapter was much harder than the others to write, and I'm not sure it flows very well, let me know, and maybe I will change it.

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"You're what?" Robert asked Elizabeth incredulously.

"You heard me, I said I'm pregnant," she said, as her eyes began to water again.

"Well I don't think I have to wonder who the father is. It must be that new guy Dorsett, right? I saw you two going out for coffee that night the other week. What did he say when you told him?"

Elizabeth chuckled a little. "I haven't exactly told him yet," she replied. "I'm not sure I want to," she said struggling to hold in her tears.

"Why not?" he asked. "Are you afraid he won't want a child?"

"We're not even together anymore, I broke up with him last week. And do you want to know why?" she said, sounding absolutely infuriated.

"Why?" Robert asked, feeling somewhat clueless.

"He's married. He's got a wife that he just conveniently forgot to mention."

"Are you serious?" he asked. "Married? Son of a bitch. That guy has some nerve. But Elizabeth you still have to tell him," he said pushing his anger aside for a moment. "As much as I hate to say it, he may want to be involved in the child's life, which legally he has a right to do."

She nodded, knowing that he was right. She had to tell Eddie that she was going to have his child, no matter how much she didn't want to.

Robert stood up and took Elizabeth's hand to help her up as well. She tugged at her jacket and smoothed out the front of her clothes, which were quite rumpled. Robert walked to the door, and opened it, letting Elizabeth go through ahead of him. As luck would have it, just as Elizabeth and Robert emerged from the bathroom, they walked right into the middle of an argument between Dr. Carter and Dr. Weaver, who gave them a strange look and moved their conversation into the drug lock-up area.

Robert turned to go to the admit desk as Elizabeth continued on to the elevator, but before she got on she turned and called out Robert's name.

"Yeah," he replied.

"Thank you," she said, and then stepped onto the elevator quickly before the doors shut.

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Elizabeth approached the desk on the surgical floor confidently.

"Shirley, can you tell me where Dr. Dorsett is? I need to speak with him."

"He's in the scrub room getting ready to perform a hemicolectomy in about fifteen minutes."

"Thank you," said Elizabeth, as she approached the scrub room, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open.

"Elizabeth, will you be joining me on this?" Dr. Dorset said, winking at her as she entered the room.

"Eddie, we need to talk," she said seriously.

The cocky smirk that was usually plastered to his face faded. "What is it?" he asked. "I hope you're not still mad about that whole wife thing."

"That wife thing!" she yelled in disbelief. I don't know what I ever saw in you," she said angrily.

"Well let's see, there's my good looks, my-"

Elizabeth interrupted him before he could go any further. "I have something to tell you."

"What could be more important that listening to me talk about how attractive and charming I am?" he asked arrogantly.

"I'm pregnant," she blurted out. "It's your child."

He was silent for a few seconds, which seemed like an eternity to Elizabeth. Then a grin spread across his face, and he laughed out loud.

"What is this some joke to try to get back at me? Nice try, but I'm not falling for it."

"This is no joke. I'm really pregnant."

"Oh God," he said. "My wife can't find out about this. She'll kill me." He paused, trying to collect his scattered thoughts. "I'm sorry Elizabeth, I don't know what you were expecting from me, but this is too much. I wasn't looking for a relationship or anything. I can't, I've got a wife for God's sake. I can't have anything to do with this child."

"That's what I figured you'd say," she mumbled as pushed past him and walked out the door, letting it slam shut. Eddie made no move to go after her.

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Elizabeth looked out over the large city of Chicago from the roof of the hospital. The sky was beginning to turn dark as the sun had gone most of the way down, but the city was hardly dying down with the night.

Elizabeth sipped her bottled water as she watched the sights. She was tired, and desperately wanted a cup of coffee, but she had decided to cut back for the baby's sake. Her pager had gone off twice in the last half hour, but she chose to ignore it.

The sound of the elevator doors opening snapped her out of her reverie, but she didn't bother to turn around to see who it was. She really just wanted to be left alone right now. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Robert come to stand on her right side, holding a cup of coffee in his hand.

"I paged you," he said in a soft voice.

"I know, I just needed to come up here for a few minutes and think. I'm sorry," she said.

"It's ok. Did you tell him?" he asked. He looked at her, waiting for an answer.

She nodded. "He doesn't want anything to do with it. He's afraid it will destroy his marriage. He doesn't even care," she said as her tears started to flow. She set down her bottle of water and tried to wipe away her tears, but Robert stepped closer to her, and placed a hand on her shoulder. She turned to him, and he took her in his arms as she sobbed on his shoulder. "What am I going to do?" she asked. She wiped her eyes and took a step backwards. "It's hard enough raising Ella by myself." She turned away from him and sat down on the brick ledge.

"Well," Robert said, "you won't be alone." He sat down next to her and tilted her chin up to look at him. "You've got me. That is, if you'll put up with me. I know I can be a pain in the ass, but I couldn't stand to see you go through this alone," he said the last part sincerely.

"Robert Romano, I think that's the kindest thing I've ever heard you say," Elizabeth said, as she rested her head against his shoulder.