Author's Note: This is just a typical, routine day. Just to get the feel of things…

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone but Kali.

ABBY'S POV

I am so fat! I tell myself as I survey myself in the mirror. I'm seven months pregnant and I've gained 42 lbs and still gaining. I rub my round stomach fondly and smile. My little baby is in there.

"I'm home!" Kali shouts, slamming the front door. I hear her come down the hall and into my room. She sees me caressing my stomach and smiles. "How was your day?"

"Good, I got home about an hour ago. How was yours?" I ask, looking at my little sister in her waitress uniform.

"Fine, I made some good tips," she smiles proudly.

I nod and smile back, showing the approval that she's been seeking from me since my pregnancy. She beams and gives me a quick peck on the cheek before going to her room.

"Did you bring me anything?" I shout, as I waddle to the kitchen.

"Do you take me for an idiot?" Kali yells back.

I smile. Since Kali started working at the diner down the block, she's told her boss about the baby and I. So all the orders they mess up, are saved and Kali brings them home. And most of the time, her wonderful boss, Al, puts in a little something extra. Tonight is a good haul. There's a lemon chicken dinner, along with a few pieces of chocolate cake, and some barbeque rice.

"I love that boss of yours," I say excitedly, as Kali comes up behind me.

"That's 'cause he isn't your boss," she gives a tired smile.

"Are you okay sweetie? You've been working too hard," I say worriedly. And I'm shocked that I haven't noticed this sooner. Her eyes are dark, she's lost weight and she looks all around exhausted.

"I'm fine. It was a busy day today," she explains easily. But I'm smarter; my little sister has been taking care of me whenever John wasn't around. Hell- she took care of me when he was around!

"Okay, well here, food. Mmm," I grin, shoving a plate full of everything to her.

"Abby this is so much, I can't eat this!" she protests.

"Ah but you can," I say wisely. We settle ourselves in front of the TV and munch till nine. And on cue, the door opens.

"Hey girls, what's up?" Carter grins at us.

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KALI'S POV

"Alright, so that's a turkey sandwich on white, with tomato soup and an iced tea?" I confirm.

"Yes please," the gentleman smiles.

I nod, give a small smile and go back to the kitchen to give the cook the order. As I clean the counter, the phone rings.

"Al's Diner, how can I help you?" I chirp.

"Kali? It's Carter, just thought I'd let you know we just got back from Abby's appointment and everything is good," John rattles off.

"Oh okay great," I smile into the phone, "You gonna be there when I get home?"

"Yeah I'll probably stick around, what time is your shift over?" he yawns.

"Uh at seven, so another hour and I'll be there," I confirm, then we hang up.

John and I have established a schedule so that Abby is never alone. When she works, so does he. When she doesn't, he doesn't. Then when I'm home he's free to do his own thing. But he usually sticks around anyway.

I go back to the kitchen, collect the order and bring it back to the gentleman. He's our sole customer at the moment and I figure by the time he leaves, I can leave too. So for the next hour I busy myself cleaning and such while checking on him a few times. When he leaves, I noticed that he left a hefty tip and smile. Generosity isn't that common around here and it reminds me of back home when I see it.

"Okay guys, I'm outta here!" I call happily as I finish entering my log sheet.

"See ya tomorrow Kals," Al says, handing me a bag of food with a wink.

"You know, Abby's gonna build a shrine for you," I laugh as I exit.