Connie laid on the cold exam room table, the paper under crinkling as she shifted uncomfortably. Even at her age, after already having a child, going to the Gynecologist still maid her uneasy. Something about having a strange man, touch her in places that were reserved for Charlie, gave her the creeps.

An older man, in a white jacket entered the room, pulling on a pair of rubber gloves, speaking to her in French, before beginning the exam. She clenched her eyes tightly, envisioning someone else's hands. He was gruff, probing, just as tears began to sting, the young women's eyes, the rough fingers were withdrawn, the gloves tossed, and the doctor scribbled illegibly on his pad.

"You are pregnant, yes?" He asked, filling in her chart.

Connie shook her head, her long dark hair, scratching against the paper. "No."

The doctor nodded vehemently, "Yes. You are. You will be having a baby"

"No, I'm not, I'm not even late. I just came in because I've been feeling a bit tired, this week. But we just moved, from the States, it's understandable, really, there was no reason to come." She swung her short legs over the side of the table and reached for her clothes.

"Mrs. Conway, you are with child. I would judge, you are around three weeks into your first trimester. According to the chart from your American Doctor, you have a five week cycle, so it is perfect possible for you to have not missed a period yet."

As the dark haired beauty sat on the table, letting the words sink in, she lost track of place and time, and allowed her mind to drift back.

"What do say, we give Maddie a little brother or sister?" She nuzzled Charlie's neck as he sat on the couch, watching a Ranger's game.

Her husband turned to her with a smile, and kissed her gently. "I dunno, Cons, can we talk about this later?"

She frowned and ran her fingers up his arm, teasingly. "Why not now."

With a sigh, Charlie turned off the TV and turned to face her. He rested a hand on her cheek and stared into her eyes. "Honey, I just got offered the Captains position, on the Wilde. I don't think this is the best time in my career to have another baby. Besides that, we're still young, we have plenty of time."

"Oh, but Charlie, we have the money, and I can work from home if I have too, we can do it."

"Connie, I don't want to have a kid right now. Case closed."

He'd picked the remote back up, turned the TV back on and that was the end of it. Not another word was spoken, it had been less then sex months ago. He was think she'd done it on purpose, despite what he wanted. He'd be angry, they'd fight. And she'd lose him, they way she'd lost Guy.

Gently her hand went to her abdomen, her soft scarcely above a whisper. "I can't be pregnant."

The Doctor raised his head from his paper work and raised an eyebrow. "Am I to take this is an unwanted pregnancy?"

Connie couldn't reply as tears began to pour from her chocolate eyes, as she struggled back into her clothes and raced from his office.