Ch. 15 First Dates (Or Maybe Not...)

"Hey Mom?" Jessie knocked on her mother's bedroom door.

"Yeah Jes?"

"Can I come in?"

"Of course." Jessie walked in.

"Can I ask you something?"

"What?" Andy looked at her. She was in the middle of folding her clothes.

"It's just..." Jessie hesitated. "Are you okay?"

Andy looked at her daughter confused. "I'm fine. Why do you ask?"

"I know I've technically only known you for a couple of days, but lately you've been acting differently. First you seemed really upset and now you seen really happy."

"I'm fine Jessie." She smiled and got back to folding clothes.

"Okay." Jessie smiled and left, satisfied.

"And I'm lying..." The smile left Andy's face. She hated lying to everyone. Truly, she did. She wasn't going to tell her daughters what had almost happened to her though. She couldn't.

Andy jumped as the phone ran. Quickly, she ran over and picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Andy?" A male's voice came over the phone.

"Yes, who this?"

"Peter."

"Oh." A smile crept across Andy's face.

"I was wondering if you'd like to go out with me tomorrow night?" Peter sounded really unsure about himself.

The smile left her face as Andy caught sight of tomorrow's date on her calendar. "No. I'm sorry Peter. Tomorrow's no good for me. Maybe next weekend." She hung up the phone just as quickly as she had picked it up. Trying to forget what had just happened, once again she went back to folding clothes.

Peter put his phone in its cradle and leaned back in his chair. He was getting really confused. Andy had him running around in circles. First she pulls away, then she wants to be with him, and now she's pulling away again. He didn't know what to make of it all. He looked at his calendar at tomorrow's date. He crossed off where he had written, "date with Andy".

"Spoke too soon," he sighed.

Lu looked at her watch. It read 8:17 p.m.

"Where is he?" It was the night of her date with Kevin and he should have picked her up at eight. She looked in the mirror and fiddled with her earrings. Then she heard a knock at the door. Taking one last look in the mirror, she opened the door.

"Sorry." He gave her a guilty grin as he handed her a bouquet of roses.

"You're late." Lu took the roses and brought them up to her nose.

"I know, I'm sorry."

Lu went into her kitchen and found a vase. She placed the six red flowers in it.

"Well don't you look lovely?" Kevin took Lu's hand and twirled her around.

"Why thank you."

"We should be going." Kevin opened the door and bowed, letting Lu leave first.

"So Mr. Miller, what is it you do for a living?" He and Lu were at one of her favorite restaurants waiting for their food.

"I'm a professional caterer." He took a sip of wine.

"Really?"

"Yep. I do everything from birthday parties to Super Bowl parties to weddings."

"Wow. Impressive." Lu smiled and took a sip of her drink. Suddenly, her beeper went off. Lu got a nervous look in her eyes as she read what it said.

"What?"

"It's the hospital. One of my patients is going into labor." Lu looked up and grinned. "Can you drive fast?"

Lu finished getting her scrubs on and rushed into the delivery room. "What's going on Tiffany?" She sat at the teenager's feet. "You aren't due for another month."

"Tell that to my baby." She moaned in pain as another contraction came on.

"Is my baby gonna be okay man?" A redheaded teen was standing next to Tiffany's head.

"Who are you?" Lu asked in between yells of meds to the nurses.

"This... is Mark." Tiffany groaned.

"Okay Tiffany, this baby is coming. Next contraction you're gonna have to push for me okay?" She nodded. "Okay, when I count to three, push. One, two, three!" Tiffany screamed as she pushed.

After a while of this, the baby finally came.

"It's a boy!" Lu smiled as she held the baby while its umbilical cord was cut. Then she got up and handed it to Tiffany. She was crying.

"He's beautiful." As quickly as Lu had given her the baby, she took it away from her. "What are you-"

"Since he's premature we have to make sure he's okay," Lu quickly explained. She handed off the baby to a nurse. "So what do you want to name him?" Lu couldn't help but smile as Tiffany looked at her son.

"William." She smiled and looked over at Lu. "My father's name."