Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Just the same thing you read over and over again in every fic.

Warning: This takes place in Season 12, so if you don't know what happens it will ruin everything.

Anyway, I want to thank Eva Cale (Bel Vezer) for her support and help with this fic. English isn't my main language so I do apologize for any mistakes I might've missed. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy! Please review!

I want to thank everyone for the wonderful reviews and a Special Thank You to Ella! ;)

I wake up to the buzzing sound of the alarm clock. I'm so tired. I stop the alarm and turn around to find an empty bed. Where's Luka? I get up and head downstairs.

"Good Morning" Luka's sitting at the table reading the newspaper and having some coffee. His gaze follows me from the stairs till I reach the kitchen counter.

"Morning" I reply half awake.

"Want some coffee?"

"mmm, I don't think so…" I don't have time to say anything else as a wave of nausea approaches me. I run quickly to the bathroom.

"Here…" he hands me a glass of water.

"Thanks. I can't keep on doing this every morning. I thought morning sickness it's something to do with the first trimester."

"Well, at least is only during the morning!"

"Yeah right. I better take a shower or we are gonna be late."

He helps me get up from the floor. An hour later we arrive at County. We go to the lounge and I'm dropping my bag inside my locker when he says:

"You have Coburn's appointment today, right?"

"Yeah, at 4 pm. Are you coming?"

"I'm off at 3:30. I took a special shift just for this. I'm not going to miss it." He's smiling. Though his smile transfers his sadness as well. What should I say?

"Ok, well I'll see you later then."

"Ok." I grab a chart and head to exam 2.

As the day moves forward I start getting more and more nervous. Morris and I had to take care of a 5-year old boy who was in car accident. No seatbelt! How can someone put a kid in the backseat with no seatbelt? The kid had a mild concussion and a broken arm. He was going to be alright but still I just yelled at Morris as it was his fault. I was angry. Here I am concerned of being a parent and other people have kids they don't look after. I hope I can be a good mother. Please let me be a good mother! Luka overheard me yelling at Morris and came into the trauma room.

"Let's take a break." He grabs me gently by the arm and starts pulling me out of the room.

I turn around to look at Morris menacingly one last time.

"Abby?"

"Yeah. Coming."

We head to the ambulance bay and then to the coffee cart. After I have a hot chocolate in my hands I sit on the bench. He follows me and sits next to me.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I don't know why I snapped like that. It's just that Morris sometimes gets on my nerves."

"He gets on all of our nerves. But that's not why you are like this. Worried?"

I nod. "A little."

"Hey." He grabs me by the arm softly and pulls me into his warm embrace. I rest my head on his shoulder.

"I don't know what's wrong with me."

"It's normal to be worried."

"Well, wouldn't you? I mean, if they were going to stick a huge needle into your belly this afternoon?"

"I know. It's kind of freaky."

"Freaky?" I don't know how he does it but I'm laughing at his word selection.

"Ha ha." I look upwards and our eyes meet. He slowly bends down and finally our lips meet in a sweet kiss.

"Oh my God! You are both so busted!"

What? I turn around to find Morris standing next to Ray, who's mouth is wide open in astonishment.

"Is there a problem, Morris?" I ask bewildered by his reaction.

"Em... No... actually it's great! Congratulations." he says and walks back to the ER trailed by Ray. As if I needed his approval! Right about now I'd like to punch him. How does he dare?

"I thought so... I think our break is over."

Once inside, Luka pulls me closer and whispers:

"I'll see you later. And please take it easy on Morris. As much as I would like to see you punch him, I need you to take it easy. Besides he's not worth it." He plants a small kiss and heads to the elevators. He has a meeting with Weaver. He can be so damn cute sometimes!

The rest of the shift went by rather quickly, I'm not sure whether it was because of my excitement or rather because I was in total oblivion.

"Ready to go?"

I was in the lounge daydreaming of what it's going to be like once the baby is finally here. I'm going to be someone's mother.

"Yeah... We are going to my place tonight, right? I don't have any clean clothes at yours."

"Clean, or anything that fits?"

"Are you implying I'm getting fat?" I can't be showing yet! Though technically he's right. None of the pants at his place fit me anymore. But I don't want to give in yet.

"No, of course not!" he replies almost instantaneously. "You look beautiful, you are beautiful." he whispers the last part while pulling me into his arms. He's holding me by the waist, smiling once again. Oh that smile! Don't smile like that! It makes me want to kiss you. Though as if he can read my mind his lips find mine in an adoring, gentle kiss.

"Hey, you should get a room!"

I close my eyes in my effort not to kill Morris for the interruption and for the stupid remark.

"Morris, why don't you go clear the board or something."

"I'm on a break. I needed some coffee, and besides you are not my boss!"

"No, she's not but I am. Anyway... let's get out of here." I swear to God I wanted Luka to send Morris to disinfect some nasty injury full of puss! Luka's hand makes me turn around, head out of the lounge pass Morris and his insufferable personality.

I really don't understand how Morris can get on my nerves in this way. Is it because of the hormones, or maybe it's just Morris. He needs to get a life, a real one. We walk towards admin, Frank and Jerry are both looking at us. Intently, penetrating, it's as if they'd like to know the secret, to understand what's going on.

"Good night Frank, Good night Jerry." Luka says walking towards the door, gripping my hand tighter in his.

I'm still looking at the admin desk, daring Frank or Jerry to say something.

"Good night." The both reply in unison. Maybe they can sense I'm about snap and decide against it. I guess they do have good judgment once in a while. Good call.

The room is painted pale blue, the light is smooth and yet not to bright. I feel naked with the hospital gown on me. The gurney is cold and a little uncomfortable. Coburn is examining me right now and Luka is standing right next to me holding my left hand with a huge smile on his face. He looks like a kid in a candy store.

"Ok, well... everything looks great over here. How about we take a look at your baby?"

"Sounds great." Luka says.

I nod. I can't seem to say anything. Words have left me. There is a knot in my throat preventing me from emitting any sound. I'm nervous, and if it wasn't for Luka's hand clasping mine I would probably be shaking. Coburn cleans my belly with a swap of alcohol, then the ultrasound machine emits some sounds when turned on. The gel against my stomach is cool, smoothing. Coburn places the transducer against my belly and suddenly I want to cry. Oh God... it's that our baby? The tiny figure appears on the screen, it's nothing big. If I hadn't seen thousands of ultrasounds in my life I would probably wouldn't get half of what I'm looking at. The baby seems to be swimming inside the amniotic fluid, happy, relaxed. Baby, it doesn't look much like a baby but it's getting there. At fifteen weeks the petit bump inside me is about 4 inches and weight approximately 2 and a half ounces.

Coburn was concerned about the pregnancy and due to my age we had agreed on doing an amnio. I'm terrified that the needle will harm the baby, though I know there is a low risk that would happen. After moving the transducer around my belly for about 15 minutes checking that everything is alright she says:

"Do you want to know the sex of the baby?"

"No." No doubt. No need to know. I just want it to be healthy.

"No?" That wasn't Coburn the one that asked. Luka seems to be rather disappointed at my reply.

"I don't want to know. There are few surprises left in life and I don't want to ruin one that will be a nice surprise in the end."

"You're sure?" Coburn asks.

"Yes, I'm sure." To sustain my point I even nod this time.

"Sorry daddy, seems like you'll need to wait on this one."

She just called Luka daddy? Oh God… Luka finally sighs though I can tell he's excited at the prospect of being a father again.

"Ok, Abby I need you to relax now. It will take me less than a minute to take some amniotic fluid from inside, I just need about two tablespoons. Ok?"

I nod, and hold my breath. Luka holds my hand closer to him, trying to look brave though I know he doesn't like the idea of a long, thin, hollow needle trespassing my abdominal wall and straight into the sac that protects our baby. The penetrating metal against my skin feels cold. I feel a sharp pain. Like when you are getting a blood test. The container starts to fill with the amniotic fluid and not even 30 seconds later Coburn removes the needle and says.

"You did great Abby. Now, I need you to relax for the rest of the day. Don't you even think of lifting any ER machinery for the next couple of days, and if you feel any sort of discomfort, cramping, bleeding, you'll call me immediately."

Cramping? Bleeding? Please God… none of those. I've had enough problems in my life already.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Ok, now let's hear your baby's heartbeat to make sure everything is alright after the amnio. Shall we?"

The heartbeat… that's going to be something.

"Yeah." Luka's hoarse voice makes me snap from my daydream.

Coburn picks the Doppler machine which was right next to her. Within minutes the room is filled with the rapid, steady heartbeats of our child. We created it. I'm in total bliss. I have no words to express the feeling gathering upon my heart. Luka's hand clutches mine even more, his fingers intertwine with my own. His eyes begin to get watery and my own are doing the same. We look at each other smiling. He leans slowly and plants a sweet, affectionate kiss on my forehead. This is amazing!

"So Abby… How have you been? Morning sickness are over?"

"Nope. Unfortunately they are still making their presence every morning. I'm getting really tired of them."

"Well, that explains why you haven't gained much weight recently. It would be great if you gain at least 30 pounds by the end of the pregnancy."

I nod. I'm going to look like a whale in the end!

"Do you have any questions?"

"Not really. Do you?" I look at Luka's who has been silent since the heartbeat.

"No. I think everything has been cleared."

"Ok, in that case I'll see you both in a month and you should get the amnio results in about a week more or less. I want to have them ASAP. You can call in for the results if you want, I'll let them know at the front desk."

"Good. Thanks for everything."

"Well, take care. And remember to take it easy. I know you can be very stubborn when you want Abby, but sometimes it's ok to relax."

Luka laughs at Janet's words and I hit him playfully on the arm. How does he dare!

We leave Coburn's practice not long after that. No words have been said since the moment we stepped out of that room. Each one of us it's understanding what we had just experienced. What we've seen. A baby... inside me. Our baby...

We've reached the El platform and as the train approaches Luka's arms encircle my waist smoothly, making me go closer, tighter to him. His heart's beating strong, fast, like our baby's. He snuggles in my neck and plants a small kiss. I'm smiling, he's smiling. There isn't anything that can top this moment right now. We are in total bliss.