Diana walked through the hospital, it had been a very slow shift, and she needed to do something before she went home.
It had been a sixteen-hour shift so she was dead on her feet, half exhausted, and held wired.
When she came to a door that bore a "Captain Jack Sparrow, Pirates of the Caribbean" poster, with the head cut out and a picture in its place, Diana stopped. She hesitated, once she walked through the door there was no turning back.
She pursed her lips and looked upwards for help…finding none.
With her mind made up she softly knocked.
After a few moments the door opened. A young handsome bald black man answered, a large smile covered his face. "Hey Di, you running out to Dunkin Doughnuts?"
She shook her head and rubbed her neck, "No, Trey. Don't call me Di…can I come in?"
Trey opened the door to the Ultrasound room and let Diana in.
"What's on your mind, Diana."
Seeing the large smile on his face brought one to her own. She waited for him to close the door and plop down on his roll chair. Diana crossed her arms over her breasts and leant against the wall, "Could you do me?"
Trey lifted both his eyebrows, "Here? Now?"
Diana rolled her eyes and pointed to the hospital bed and Ultrasound Machine.
It dawned on the twenty something year old man; his eyes grew round and his mouth dropped in shock, "You're shitting me!"
Diana shook her head, "No."
"Who's your baby's daddy?"
Diana made a face, "Trey."
The nurse looked at Diana in horror, "Chris! Dr. Shithead! You let that vile man touch you?"
The knowledge that Dr. Chris Dockery was interested in Diana was rampant throughout the hospital. Annoyed, Diana shook her head, "Not even with a
ten foot pole."
Trey leant forward and thought about it, "Sanderson?"
Diana was silent which answered his question.
"Does he know," Trey asked.
Diana nodded, "Sanderson knows I'm pregnant."
"Do the kids know you're pregnant?"
Diana shook her head "They just think I'm sick with the flu. I've been throwing up at the smell of food while I can't eat enough of other stuff. My breasts are getting sore. And I cried today when Rachael outgrew her ballet shoes. I cried when I saw road kill…I even cried when Keira told me Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston broke up."
Trey watched Diana with a small smile, "Your two months in?"
With a wince Diana shrugged, "Maybe. Is it hot in here? Or is it just me?"
"It's you Diana," Trey told her. He looked at the bed, "Are you sure you want me to do you?"
Confused, Diana nodded, "Yeah, I want to see my child. Just to make sure everything is going ok before tomorrow, I have a appointment tomorrow."
In a soft and gentle voice Trey reworded his question, "Are you sure you want me to do you, alone? Would Sanderson like to see the child you two conceived?"
A few hours later…
"Jordan! I'm not calling you again! Get down here and eat breakfast! Now!" Sanderson screamed as the Delta gave multitasking a new name.
It was close to six in the morning and he had all five kids up, dressed, and breakfast made. Seated at the counter were the three girls, Alexandria, Robin, and Rachael. At the end of the counter stood a high chair with the baby, Daniel, who amused himself with pieces of bananas, cheerio's and a tippy cup of milk.
The TV was tuned on CNN as Sanderson picked at his eggs, while he loaded the dishwasher, and went over the paperwork he had brought home and never got to do the previous day.
"Dad," Alexandria asked, sticking her fork into a hunk of egg.
"Yes angel," Sanderson asked, ignorant of Rachael, who gave her younger brother a piece of egg. Which the infant found infinite amusement in before he stuck it in his mouth.
Alexandria ate the egg off her fork, "Is Aunt D going to take some time off work? She looks sick."
At that Sanderson lifted his head, he looked over at his twelve year old daughter, "She's just tired sweetie. There is a nursing shortage at the hospital. Once some new nurses are hired her shifts will be cut back."
As much as he hated lying, Sanderson couldn't bring himself to tell any of the kids. Especially not his daughter.
"Then why is Mom throwing up all the time," Robin asked.
Before Sanderson could answer that, Alexandria asked, "Does this have anything to do with the pregnancy test she bought?"
Sanderson paled, "What?"
Slightly older the Alexandria, Robin asked, "Are we going to have to move out? Who got mom pregnant?"
Rachael watched in silence as Sanderson fought to find the words to say, caught.
Finally he told the three girls, "No. No one is moving anywhere."
Alexandria narrowed her brown eyes, "Well then is he moving in? Cause I'm pretty sure Uncle Hoot did not get Aunt D pregnant, immaculate conceptions don't happen on military bases, Dad."
The sound of Jordan running down the hall distracted them, followed by his screams, "D's home!"
Sanderson held his finger up, "I'll be right back. Watch Daniel."
Both Robin and Alexandria shared a look, Robin muttered beneath her breath, "It'd be easier to pull teeth."
Alexandria scrunched her face up, she watched her father walk from the kitchen obviously flustered. "Why wouldn't the father of her baby want to live here? To be with the baby. And why wouldn't she say if she was dating?"
"Isn't it obvious," Rachael asked.
Both girls turned and looked at the ten year old as she wiped spit from Daniel's chin. The toddle chewed on a piece of banana with an innocent happiness.
"Isn't what obvious," Alexandria asked.
"Yeah, we're just guessing here. We don't even know if Mom is pregnant," Robin added.
Rachael continued to feed her brother slices of bananas, "We all saw the test and mom is the only one who has reached puberty between us all. We all read that medical book. Either mom has had the flu for the past two months, or she's pregnant. Now, whom has mom been staying up late with? Who has mom been really close to since Dad died? Who has mom had to depend on since Dad died?"
"Uncle Wandle," Robin asked in horror.
Alexandria shook her head, "No. He's married, it has to be Felix."
"No, Alex, he's gay…that doctor! Dr…Dr…Dr. Dockery!"
"Uncle Matt!"
"No, he's married to your aunt, Alex."
Rachael shook her head, "No. Good God, you two are in the gifted program? That's scary thought."
Both girls looked at Rachael, Alexandria spat, "All right smartass, then who is Aunt D seeing?"
Without a word Rachael pointed out the kitchen window.
Both girls rose out of their seats and peered up and out the window.
With a scowl Alexandria looked to Rachael, "its just dad out there!" It then struck her and she looked back out the window. Both Robin and Alexandria watched in shock, Robin whispered, "Oh my God! Your dad got my mom pregnant."
"There you go Einstein," Rachael sighed, giving Daniel a piece of egg from Robin's plate.
Catching the last of the sentence as Jordan walked to the kitchen counter, a young man at thirteen, "Who just got what?"
Rachael filled him in, "They just found out Uncle Jeff got Mom pregnant."
Jordan climbed up in the empty stool and shook his head, "You two sure are slow on the uptake…Omelet's, yummy. Rach, be a dear and pass the salt."