One week later. Carter is in the kitchen cutting strawberries when Abby enters.

Carter: hey, you're supposed to be in bed.

Abby: I'm bored.

Carter (walking over to her and taking her hand): Come on, you need to be in bed. Doctor's orders. He starts leading her back to the bedroom.

Abby: No, I don't want to go back to bed. …. Come on John, Just let me sit outside for a little bit. I need to get out of that room. She gives him a pleading look.

Carter: Ah, fine you can sit outside for a little bit, then you have to go back to bed.

Abby (rolling her eyes): whatever.

Carter leads her to a chair outside on the patio and helps her sit down.

Carter: Do you want something to drink? I made lemonade?

Abby: Sounds good. Carter goes and gets her a glass and brings it back. Thanks. Carter sits down in the chair next to her. It's beautiful out here.

Carter: I know.

Abby: Have you, um, sent out the invitations yet.

Carter: No, why?

Abby: Well, I was thinking, why don't we have the wedding here.

Carter: here?

Abby: yeah here, in the backyard. We have enough room and it's beautiful out here.

Carter: Ok then. I'll have the new invitations made out today. Abby smiles.

Abby (grabbing her stomach): Ow

Carter (getting freaked out): What? What are you having contractions again? I told you, you need to stay in bed.

Abby: No, no. It's just one of them kicked really hard. She starts to laugh.

Carter (smiling): Oh, he did, did he?

Abby: yeah, it hurt… Here, feel right here. She takes Carter's hand and puts it on her belly.

Carter: hum, I guess they are kicking hard. Abby nods. Looks like we might have some soccer players on our hands.

Abby: maybe. She puts her hand on top of Carter's hand.

Carter (talking to Abby's stomach): hey babies, go easy on your mother. You don't have to kick that hard. Well at least not until you can kick a soccer ball. He kisses her stomach and then he looks up. Abby smiles. Come on, you need to go back to bed. He takes both her hands and starts to pull her up.

Abby: Just a little longer

Carter: Ok fine. I'll be back in a half hour to help you back to bed. He kisses her on the forehead and walks inside, leaving Abby drinking lemonade outside.

A couple of days later at their house. Susan walks through the bedroom and upon seeing the door to the porch ajar she goes outside. Abby is sitting in a chair out there.

Susan: Hey aren't you supposed to be in bed.

Abby: Shh. Don't tell Carter. Susan nods and sits down in an adjacent chair.

Susan: So how have you been?

Abby: Bored out of my mind. Neela came to visit me earlier this week, but other than that I have been completely bored.

Susan: tell me about it. I almost died from boredom when I was on bedrest… Hey at least you only have to be on it for another week.

Abby: yes, but that seems like an eternity.

Susan: It does at the hospital too. We're down two doctors with you guys gone. The place has gone completely crazy.

Abby: that's what Neela said. I told Carter to go back to work. But he won't leave me. He's afraid I might break the rules and go off bedrest.

Susan: Well it seems like you do ok breaking them with him here.

Abby: just wait, he'll come. He comes and checks on me about every half hour or so.

Susan: he just wants to make sure you're ok… You gave him a real scare you know.

Abby: I know…. Ok, change of subject. How's Cosmo and Chuck?

Susan: they're good. Cosmo has entered his terrible twos. Our house is a complete disaster. Abby laughs. It is.

Abby: I believe you.

Susan: Just wait, yours is going to be way worse with two kids.

Abby: I can't wait.

Susan: Oh yes you can. No sleep. Crying and tantrums all the time. Toys and spit up all over.

Abby: Sounds like fun.

Susan (joking): Oh its loads of fun. Just then Carter walks in with paint all over his clothes.

Carter: hey you are supposed to be in bed

Abby: I know.

Carter: Well I expect this of you, but (pointing to Susan) you, you know she is supposed to be in bed. Why didn't you get her back in bed?

Susan: because … I knew you were here to do it.

Carter: un huh. (To Abby): Abs, come on, go back to bed.

Abby: I don't want to go back to bed. It's so stuffy and blah in there. Just let me stay out here. I'm sitting down. She gives him a pleading look.

Carter: Fine you can stay out here until Susan leaves and then you have to go back to bed.

Abby: Ok. Carter kisses her and turns to leave. I love you, honey.

Carter: I'm sure you do. He leaves. Susan laughs.

Abby: Don't ever leave.

Susan: Why? You seem to have him wrapped around your finger just fine.

Abby: I know, but if you leave, then he'll really make me go back to bed.

Susan: Oh yeah

Abby: Yeah… yesterday I was up folding some clothes and he picked me up and put me back in bed.

Susan (laughing): oh my gosh.

Abby (laughing): I know.

Susan: Ok, I guess I'll stay a little longer.

Abby: Thanks.

Susan: What is he doing, that he is covered in paint?

Abby: painting the nursery. He won't let me see it until it's finished. It's very annoying.

Susan: oh, what color is it?

Abby: I think green from the paint on him, but I don't know for sure.

Susan: So it's a surprise?

Abby: yeah, but I hate surprises

Susan: Well what can you do? He wants to surprise you, just let him. It'll make him happy.

Abby: I guess.

Susan: So how is the wedding coming along?

Abby: good, we're going to have it here and …

About a half and hour later. Carter comes into the bedroom. Abby is standing.

Abby (being very curt): You don't have to worry. I'm going back to bed. Susan left. I'm following your orders.

Carter: ok, I was just coming to see if you wanted anything.

Abby (still being mean): No I'm fine. She goes over to the bed and sits down.

Carter: Ok, then.

Abby: You didn't have to be so mean to me before.

Carter (looks confused): before?

Abby (starting to get upset): Before with Susan. You didn't have to be so mean. You know, I'm a doctor too! And I worked in OB and…

Carter: ok, ok I'm sorry.

Abby (sarcastic): yeah, I'm sure you are.

Carter: Ok, did you get a new batch of hormones today or something?

Abby (getting upset again): No, why do you always blame it on the hormones. Why can't I just be mad at you for once. She starts crying. Carter goes over and takes her into a hug.

Carter: hey, its ok. You can be mad at me

Abby (through the sobs): Good, because that was really mean

Carter: I know. I'm sorry. He lifts her face and starts to kiss away her tears. (Said between kisses) I'm sorry a hundred times over. I didn't mean to be mean. I'm just trying to take care of you.

Abby (starts to stop crying): I know. And most of the time, you do a good job.

Carter: Most of the time?

Abby (smiling): yeah most of the time. She kisses him.

Carter: feeling better? Abby nods. Do you want something for lunch? She nods again. Ok, how about sandwiches? She nods. OK, I'll go make them, you stay here. Abby smiles and then lies back in the bed. Carte gets up and goes downstairs to make sandwiches.

Ten minutes later Carter walks back into the room with a tray that has two sandwiches and two glasses on it.

Carter: I hope roast beef is ok.

He looks over and sees Abby is asleep, so he places the tray on the table and pulls a blanket from the bottom of the bed up over Abby's shoulders. Then he brushes some hair out of her face and kisses her cheek.

A couple of hours later. Carter comes running into the bedroom where Abby is still sleeping.

Carter (shaking her): Abby? Abby wake up!

Abby (swatting his hand away): Not now Carter. Go away.

Carter: No come on. It's done you have to see it.

Abby (rolling over to her other side): See what? Can't I see it later?

Carter: No I want to show you now! He pulls her hand, forcing her to sit up. Come one lets go. He drags her off the bed and out of the room.

Abby: What happen to wanting me to stay in bed?

Carter (ignoring her): Close you eyes. Abby gives him a look. No please. Close you eyes.

Abby: Fine.
Carter: Good eyes closed. She nods. Ok then, give me your hand. She complies. He leads her into the newly painted and decorated nursery. Ok you can open your eyes.

Abby: Oh my gosh, Carter it's beautiful. Carter simply smiles. She walks around the light green room adorned with all the baby necessities- two white cribs, a changing table, two dressers, two rocking chairs by the bay window and mounds of toys. It's perfect. She walks over to him. Thank you.

Carter: You're welcome. Try out the rocking chair. I put it together myself. She gives him a look. Don't worry it won't break I tested it.

Abby: Ok, but it's your fault if I get hurt. Carter smiles and leads her over to the chair. She sits down and starts rocking. Well I guess you are handy around the house. She sighs. Thanks for this. For everything.

Carter: Anything for you, my dear. He leans in and kisses her on the lips.