May 12th, 2004

Week 30

Jing-Mei stared at the stretch marks that mapped her belly. They were horrible. She sighed and pulled her shirt back down. She grabbed the chart off of the admit desk and glanced at it.

"My last day of work and I get explosive diarrhea. Great." She muttered.

"You mean yourself or the patient?" Jerry asked her with a snicker.

"The patient, Jerry, the patient." She growled and walked to the furthest room away. She opened up the door, "Mr. Guth-"

"SURPRISE!!!" Everyone screamed. Jing-Mei's eyes widened.

"YOU GUYS TOTALLY SUCK!" She cried holding her chest. Greg slid his arm around her waist, "I nearly had a heart attack."

"I did warn you awhile ago, Deb." Susan laughed.

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that, Susan." She said. Jing-Mei was grinning from ear to ear. "I really can't believe you guys."

"Over Here. Come sit." Greg said leading her to the chair. Jing-Mei was still in total shock as she sat down in the chair.

"I love you guys." She said, "Look. Cake. I want some cake, Greg." He chuckled.

"Soon." He said. Jing-Mei rubbed her hands as Susan handed her a gift.

"I should have waited for your bridal shower, but I couldn't resist." Susan said, "It's for after you have Portia." Jing-Mei looked in the bag and blushed. She pulled out a red nighty.

"Ohhh. Daddy likes." Greg grinned.

"Oh I'm sure you do." Jing-Mei chuckled, "I love it. Thank you."

"No problem." Susan smiled, "Just thinking about the mommy."

"Here you go." Gallant smiled. He handed her a box of diapers, "My ma tells me this is what every new mother needs."

"And wipes." Abby said putting three boxes of wipes on the table.

"Yes yes. Thank you." Jing-Mei smiled.

"I also got you this." Abby handed her a bag. Jing-Mei pulled out a mini Shakespearean dress.

"Oh my god, Abby!" Jing-Mei's eyes widened with shock.

"I figured since you were having a Shakespeare wedding, Portia may be able to fit into it by then." Abby blushed at the gift.

"I absolutely love it." She said. "Thank you everyone. This means a lot to me." Within an hour, Jing-Mei had opened the rest of the presents and eaten three pieces of cake. It was great.

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"Help me out." Jing-Mei grunted as she extended her hands.

"Of course." Greg chuckled softly, taking her hands and pulling her out of the car. "I'll get the presents." Jing-Mei smiled.

"We have some good friends." She said rubbing her belly. Greg grabbed the several bags out of the backseat. He nodded.

"Yes we do." He said. Greg watched her as Jing-Mei waddled to the house. He couldn't help but to chuckle softly, "So, maternity leave…How does this work?" Jing-Mei chuckled as she glanced behind her.

"Well, I relax on the couch all day and you serve me." She said.

"Oh, so I'm a slave now?" Greg asked with a smile, "Yes'em, I will do as you say. Who knew my soon-to-be wife was a slave holder." Jing-Mei snickered as she unlocked the door.

"I'm no slave holder." She said, "I'm just the future Mrs. Pratt."

"Ahhh…the wife role." Greg said putting everything on the kitchen table. He sighed looking at the mess of presents, "Go relax and put your feet up."

"Oh I am already." She said walking into the living room. Jing-Mei plopped down on the couch with a groan. Soon the baby would be here and she would be able to do the normal things.

May 26th, 2004

Week 32

They were getting down to the wire. Things couldn't be better though. They were preparing for a new baby and for the wedding. Sure, it was slightly hectic, but in a good way.

"I look like a monkey." Greg said as he got fitted for his tux.

"You look like a penguin." Leon said as he sat down. Greg frowned at him.

"Jeez, thank you." Greg muttered. Leon chuckled.

"A handsome penguin." He said. Greg rolled his eyes and looked in the mirror.

"Yeah a handsome penguin." Greg said, "Can you believe I'm getting Married, Leon?" Leon laughed and shook his head.

"No. I thought you and me would grow old together." He said.

"Some dreams don't come true." Greg chuckled, "How is your tux?"

"Tux like I guess, G." Leon said to him. Greg frowned.

"Seriously. How is it?" Greg asked. Leon got up so Greg could look at hi. Greg fixed his jacket and smiled, "You're looking sharp." Leon grinned proudly.

"I know I am." He said, "Are we getting these two?"

"Yeah we are as long as you don't wear yours until the wedding day." Greg said, "Do you promise that, Leon?" He nodded.

"I promise, G, I promise." He smiled at him. "Can we get some McDonald's afterwards please?" Greg nodded as he went back into the dressing room to get back into his normal clothes.

"Yeah, we can. Jing-Mei would want something. She's always hungry." Greg said carefully taking the tux off. He could hear Leon laughing and talking to himself. Greg loved having these moments with Leon. He missed them now that he and Jing-Mei lived together.

* * *

Greg walked into the bedroom. Jing-Mei was sleeping. Good, he thought, she needed sleep now. He opened up the closet and put his tuxedo in. He shut the door in time for all the shoeboxes on the top shelf to fall.

"Shit." He cursed trying to catch the falling boxes. Jing-Mei sat up staring at him.

"You scared me." She said Greg smiled softly at her.

"I didn't mean to." He said, "I was just putting my tux away."

"Did you find one that fit?" Jing-Mei asked.

"Yeah. It's very nice, but you're not seeing it until the wedding."

"Fine." Jing-Mei smiled as she lay back down, "How was Leon?"

"Great." He said crawling into bed with her. "He's really excited about the wedding."

"Good. I want everyone to be excited for it." She said, "Can you believe Portia will be there at the wedding?" Greg smiled as he wrapped his arms around his fiancée.

"It's an amazing thought isn't it?" He asked Jing-Mei.

"It's a little nerve wrecking. I need to loose a lot of weight by the time I walk down that aisle." Jing-Mei said, "It's going to be so hard."

"It'll be fun." He said, "I can't wait to be a father. I promise, I'm going to be a great one. Ill drive her to her soccer games and Ballet practices." Jing-Mei smiled tenderly at him.

"She's going to be a ballerina?" She asked. Greg nodded.

"Of course." Greg said, "All our girls will be ballerinas but Portia will be a soccer player too." Jing-Mei laughed.

"Two girls and two boys right?" She asked him. Greg nodded.

"Of course." He said closing his eyes, "We're going to have the most perfect family."

"We already have the perfect family." Jing-Mei said. Greg smiled. In eight weeks, they would have the most perfect little girl in the world. He couldn't wait.

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