They arrived at work, and locked eyes as they walked over to their separate offices. Pete blew her as kiss, and Addison laughed at the childish gesture. Nevertheless, she returned it, and watched his eyes light up. He walked into the office and slowly closed the door; Addison's heart sinking along with it. She hated being apart from him, but she snapped out of it and went to get the patients' charts for the day.
Her first patient, Rachel Williams was already there.
"Hello, Rachel."
"Hi Dr. Montgomery."
They went into her office and she sat down in the exam chair as Addison began to pry her with the typical doctor-patient questions.
"I'm pregnant!", Rachel said with gleaming eyes, and the widest smile. Addison smiled, but inside felt those contradicting feelings she always felt when she saw someone squealing with th excitement of a new pregnancy.
Why do I have to be around these people who can be pregnant and be happy? Have something to look forward to in their life like a new baby boy or girl? Why can't I be that woman?
She came back to reality and immediately stopped.
I can't think these thoughts. I am an obstetrician. What is wrong with me?
"That's excellent, Rachel. I'll continue with the examination now, alright?"
Rachel nodded, still smiling.
Addison began her usual process, and Rachel began speaking about everything, more notably, her love life.
"I'm so happy I'm having this child with Rob. He is the most amazing guy, Doctor Montgomery. I've been hurt by guys so much in my life before, but Rob, he revitalizes my soul. He makes me happy and willing to take a chance on love. He has absolute power over me, absolute control. But it doesn't scare me one bit, because I know he'll never abuse that power. You know what I mean?"
Addison looked up.
"Yeah, I do. I know exactly what you mean", she said with a smirk, images of Pete flashing through her head.
Him attempting to make her favorite seafood dish, even though he can't cook for anything, causing the house to smell of burnt fish for 3 weeks.
Him brushing the hair out of her face and kissing her on the cheek when they watch a sad movie.
Him hugging her so tight, she doesn't want him to let go.
His smooth cheeks against hers.
The friction of his hips against hers.
"Dr. Montgomery?", Rachel asked, bringing Addison out of her daze.
She was flushed red from where her imagination was about to go; the memories she was about to recover.
"Yes Rachel, your examination went great. I want you to come back in eight weeks so I can check on the developing baby. You can make an appointment at reception with Dell right over there."
Now where did I put my pager?, she wondered.
She had an itch to scratch.
