"Excuse me Dr. Carsey I know you're about to leave but do you have a minute."

"Sure Catherine what's up?"

"Um… how long does it take to do a pregnancy test, it's just been a while since I've had one and…"

"Not long, but it takes a while for the results."

"That's fine I can wait."

"Roll up your sleeve please."

"Ok."

The following week Home: Catherine is in the bathroom staring at herself in the mirror when the phone rings. She answers it without thinking or checking the caller I.D. forgetting she was avoiding Dr. Carsey.

"Hello?"

"Catherine?"

"Yes."

"This is doctor Carsey."

"Oh, hi."

"I got your test results back."

"Oh." Catherine had tried to dismiss the thought before he read the results, she was no longer sick, but he continued quickly leaving her little time to think of much more.

"Catherine you're pregnant."

"I am?"

"You sound a little surprised."

"No I just hoped I was wrong was all."

"Ok, well I need to make some more phone calls so I'll talk to you later."

"Ok bye." Catherine puts down the phone and starts to question her decision.

"Ugh, how could I be so dumb? This is all I need right now." She asks the mirror almost expecting a response. She sits down on the toilet, using it as a chair cradles her head in her hands and starts violently crying.

"Mom? Where are you?" Lindsey calls as she enters the house.

Catherine stops crying dries her eyes, opens the bathroom door and calls out to Lindsey.

"I'm in here."

"Ok."

"I'm just getting ready to take a bath so I'll be out in about 20 minutes."

"Ok, I'll be in my room."

She shuts the door and starts running bath water as she sits in the tub she talks to herself to try to rationalize things.

"How the heck can I do it with two, I care barely take care of the one I've got. This is just what I need right now, and there's no way I can tell Warrick. How am I going to tell Lindsay? What have I done, I know not to drink, because I know what it does to me how the hell am I going to explain it? I got drunk, then because of my drunkenness pregnant? Oh yeah that sounds good."

After bathing Catherine dresses and goes to talk to Lindsey. She walks to her room and taps on the door.

"Can I come in?"

"Sure."

"I need to talk to you."

"About what?"

"Will you sit down?"

"Yeah ok. Is everything ok? I'm not in trouble am I?"

"No you're not in trouble. Why would you say that have you done something that would get you into trouble?"

"No, so what's going on?"

"Lindsey I really don't know how to tell you this but…"

"You don't have to I'm not dumb I know what's going on."

"You do?"

"Yeah, you may not be home very often but you're here long enough for me to notice things."

"Tell me what you think is going on then."

"I won't tell grandma."

"Tell her what?"

"Well, obviously we'll have to but I won't tell her I'll leave that up to you."

"Lindsey, I just want to make sure you didn't get your wires crossed, I don't want you to think something is going on that isn't, so will you tell me what you think is going on?"

"You're pregnant."

"How on earth do you know that? I just found out for sure ½ an hour ago."

"Well the doctor called the earlier, you spend most of your time in the bathroom, and you don't eat much besides crackers."

"Ok then, I'm going to get to bed."

"Ok."

And that was all it took to explain it to Lindsey if everything could only be so easy, and when did Lindsey become so understanding? As Catherine lay in bed that night she thought of all the times she had to miss out on important moments in Lindsey's life because of work on minute lindsey was a baby and the next thing she knew she was almost a teenager, things were going to be different, she wasn't going to work so hard and miss more of her daughter's life, and she wasn't going to miss out on every important moment with this child especially not from birth.