Chapter 5:

-"Ah! Women! You never know where you stand with them. I think I'll change my bet."

Jerry looked at him quizzically, but still opened the top drawer and took a black notebook out.

-"Which one?"

-"The one about the sex of the baby. I don't think it's a boy anymore. I bet on a girl."

-"What changed your mind?"

-"I'd say this baby is siding with its daddy, this bathroom break came just at the right time. So it has to be a girl. Girls always side with their dads!" Jerry nodded and changed Frank's bet.

-"What is this?" I met two pairs of stunned eyes.

-"You're already back? Did you fly to the bathroom?"

-"No, but need makes you go faster. And despite what you might think, I'm not yet that pregnant. So what's that?" I pointed to the black book Jerry seemed desperate to hide.

-"It's nothing."

-"It's Jerry's little black book. Have you no respect for someone's private life?"

-"Well as my private life is currently everyone's top concern, no I have no respect."

-"This is what happens when you're sleeping with the boss." Wow really?

-"Excuse me, I don't think anyone was as nosy when he was with Sam." I couldn't believe I was having this conversation.

-"That was different."

-"Different?"

-"Sure it's the second time around. That doesn't happen often. I'm still shaken from last time." Ow that was low.

-"Well that's still no answer about this notebook! Let me guess, it's your betting book. How many bets do you have on our heads?"

-"Hey everything doesn't turn around you!" Ray came to their defense as soon as he saw what we were talking about.

-"Are you telling me, that currently no bet on me or Luka or the baby exists? Would you swear it?" I crossed my arms and waited for his answer.

-"My mom always told me, it was bad to swear. Oh okay, so there are some harmless bets..."

-"How many and for how long?"

-"Well the first one started after the plane crash..."

-"After the plane crash?" My head was spinning. After the crash? How could anyone have guessed anything? I was stunned. "What could you have possibly been betting on back then?"

Ray avoided direct eye contact, Jerry was busy putting the papers in front of him in order, Frank just looked skywards.

-"Anyone? I mean there was nothing to bet on. We were just friends."

-"Well remind me when you got pregnant? Isn't the baby due in July?" Okay good point, Frank. "And suddenly you were very close again."

-"Well we were good friends." This sounded like the lamest answer ever. Yeah, good friends. Funny how this reminded me of the make out session in Luka's car. I shook my head.

-"Yeah shagging friends, that's what we were betting on. I recognized the signs early on. And I won 50 bucks. Thank you by the way."

-"The signs?" What had we done? Before Neela's wedding, there was nothing to be seen... or was there?

-"The searching looks were back. I remembered those..."

-"Hey that's unfair, I wasn't here back then..." was Ray immediate answer. I shook my head half amused, half annoyed.

-"You guys are unbelievable. Don't men have anything better to do?"

-"All the girls, Weaver included, have a bet open." I felt my jaw hit the floor, really? I turned around and headed to suture room 1. I stopped and turned again. I was ready to ask some more. 'No, keep your mouth shut, Lockhart' I thought to myself. 'The less you know...' I entered the room, where someone was already waiting for me.

-"Wow, I didn't think we'd get out of that one that easily." Ray laughed with relief.

-"Neither did I. I'm still not sure this conversation is over."