Wow, thanks to everyone who left me such positive reviews on this story! It was originally going to be just a one-shot, but after reading the reviews I just couldnt help myself! Totally made my day! Here's chapter 2, enjoy!

A/N: Nope, dont own it!

"You have to tell him," Amelia stated on their way to the practice the next morning.

"No," Addison replied firmly. No way was she telling him. After the initial shock of finding out she was pregnant, panic began to take its place instead. She knew how Sam felt about having kids; the two of them had discussed the issue numerous times, ever since Addison had decided she wanted to be a mother. The truth was that Sam wasn't ready. Being a grandparent occupied most of his free time and he couldn't handle raising another child. Then there was Naomi, a completely separate issue. Addison's other best friend was going to freak the hell out when she heard about this, and possibly never speak to Addison again. It took her a long time to come to terms with the fact that she and Sam were dating and now-Addison shuddered at the thought.

"He's going to find out eventually," Amelia pointed out. "You cant hide this forever."

"Just drop it, Amy. OK?" Addison snapped. She didnt mean to sound rude, but she had a lot on her mind and didnt feel like being given a lecture on what she should or should not do. Besides, she and Amelia had gone over that last night and she really didnt feel like a repeat.

"Addie? You coming?" Amelia's voice pulled her out of her thoughts. She realized she was still in the parking lot with her hand on the door of her car, probably looking like an idiot with her mouth hanging open. She shook her head and slammed the door shut, then hurried to join Amelia in another stressful day at work.

Much to her disappointment, the very first person for Addison to run into that morning was Naomi herself.

"Shit," she muttered under her breath. "Hide me!" She pleaded, trying unsuccessfully to hide behind Amelia. Unfortunately Amelia was a lot shorter than Addison which made the attempt rather pointless.

"Hey, Addie! I was just gonna grab some coffee before my patient comes in, join me?"

"Sure," Addison agreed. Amelia squashed her foot-hard- as Naomi headed into the break room.

"Ow!" Addison exclaimed when Naomi was out of earshot. "What the hell was that for?"

"Pregnant people aren't supposed to drink coffee!" Amelia hissed. "I thought you of all people would know that." Addison rolled her eyes. "I wasn't going to DRINK any," Addison retorted. "I'll just have tea."

"Are you going to tell her?" Amelia asked. Addison raised her eyebrows.

"Now? Are you crazy? Do you want to witness a murder this early in the morning?" Amelia laughs.

"No, you're probably right." The break room door opens and Naomi sticks her head out.

"Coming?" she asks.

"Yeah. Sure, come on, Amelia." she grabs her friend by the arm and leads her in to the break room.

"God, this microwave is a disgrace. Doesnt anybody clean this place?" Naomi groans in disgust, setting her coffee aside and grabbing a roll of paper towells. "I mean seriously, who ate chinese food and didnt bother to clean it up?" Violet looked up from the newspaper she was reading.

"Guilty," she admitted sheepishly. She had worked a late shift the night before and Pete had ordered chinese for the two of them, since neither of them felt much like cooking.

"Thanks a lot, Vi! Now my coffee is going to taste like-" she paused and sniffed at the microwave. "Sweet and Sour chicken! Thats disgusting!" She dumped her coffee out in the sink and began mopping up the goey red sauce that covered the door of the microwave. Violet shrugged.

"Tasted pretty good to me. Pete ordered from that new place Amelia told us about." Addison's head snapped up. Her stomach flopped at the sight of the big wad of paper towels in Naomi's hand, but as she walked past her to the garbage can she caught a whiff of some kind of perfume. The smell was suddenly revolting. Addison gagged.

"Excuse me," she gasped, and ran out of the break room with her hand clamped firmly over her mouth. Naomi glanced at Amelia.

"Ok. What the hell was that about?" she asked. Amelia shrugged.

"I have no idea. I'll go check on her."

"I'll come with you," Violet added.

Addison barely made it to the bathroom. She slammed the door shut behind her, praying that Naomi wouldnt come to check on her as she emptied the contents of her breakfast into the toilet. She leaned against the door, enjoying the feeling of cool wood against her clammy forehead.

"Let me talk to her first," Amelia said to Violet as they waited for their friend outside. Violet nodded and Amelia knocked.

"Addie? Are you ok?" she asked. No answer. Addison couldnt speak yet, afraid if she opened her mouth more breakfast would make its appearance. The door opened and Amelia walked in.

"Addie?" she called. Addison stood up weakly, grabbing the door for support.

"Yeah," she croaked. Her knees shook slightly as she made her way out to the sink.

"Violet's outside," Amelia announced.

"You didnt tell her, did you?" Addison asked, a slight panic in her tone. Amelia shook her head.

"No. But I think she's suspicious." Addison groaned.

"Great. Where's Nai?"

"Still in the break room. I told her to make sure all evidence of Violet's dinner was gone before you returned." Addison managed to crack a smile.

"Thanks, Amy."

"Are you guys ok in there?" Violet called from outside the door.

"Should we let her in?" Amelia asked. Addison shrugged. She didnt really want to tell anyone else just yet, but she figured it was only a matter of time before the whole staff knew. Besides, Violet was a shrink, and one of Addison's closest friends. Someone she could confide in if there was ever a problem.

"Yeah. I guess so." she allowed.

"OK. I'll talk to her." Amelia left, and Addison took the time to rinse her mouth and clean her face.

"Is she OK?" Violet asked, once Amelia reappeared in the doorway.

Amelia held up her hand, preventing her friend from walking in.

"Hold it, Violet. There's something you need to know before you go in there. And you can't tell anyone. Got it?" Violet nodded.

"Addison's pregnant. With Sam's baby."

Violet's eyes widened in shock.

"Oh my god. Does Sam know?" she asked. Amelia shook her head.

"We just found out a few nights ago. She hasn't told anyone else yet."

"Well she has to tell him! I mean, she can't keep this a secret forever."

"I know. I've been telling her that."

"But?" Violet prompted, sensing Amelia's hesitation.

"She doesn't think Sam would like the idea. Sam isn't ready to have more kids."

"Olivia." Violet guesses.

"Exactly."

"Wow."

"I know." the door opened and Addison emerged, her face still pale and clammy.

"Hey," Amelia greeted her. "Feeling better?" Addison leaned against the door, grimancing slightly as a wave of vertigo suddenly hit.

"Ugh. Being pregnant sucks," she groaned. She suddenly realized Violet's presence.

"Shit," she muttered.

"I already told her everything," Amelia admitted.

"Great." Addison rolled her eyes. She was beginning to get a headache and wanted to escape to the privacy of her own office, maybe take a nap. But now that Violet was in on the secret, nap time was probably impossible. She'd probably invite them all to her office so they can talk...

"Why dont we go to my office so we can talk?" Violet suggested. Addison groaned inwardly. Talking was the last thing she wanted. But Violet was known to be pushy and she'd probably corner her again sooner or later.

"OK, fine. Lets go."

So, what do u think so far? Please review! I got most of chapter 3 typed up, so another update shouldnt take too long. Maybe in the next couple of days.

Next chapter-Addison, Amelia and Violet have a talk in Violet's office, along with Charlotte King. How will everyone react to the news?