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Lucas walked into the clinic where he worked. He put his stuff in his locker. There were bags under his eyes from the lack of sleep from the night before. Riley was six months pregnant and the odd food cravings at two in the morning were not doing well for his circadian rhythms.

"Wow…you look terrible!" Lucas's coworker, Cindy, said, putting her stuff in the locker next to his.

"Thanks," Lucas replied sarcastically. "What everybody wants to hear at eight in the morning.

"Sorry. Anyway, why do you look so terrible?"

"Riley's six months pregnant. At two in the morning, she made me go out for peanut butter and watermelon." Cindy laughed. "It's not funny. And this has been going on for weeks."

"See, it's good practice."

"I know," he said and put on his white coat. "I know. He's going to be crying all night."

"He? So, it's a boy."

The two went into the exam rooms to prepare for the animals that were going to start coming in, in about twenty minutes. Lucas nodded.

"Yep. Jackson Michael Friar," Lucas replied with a smile.

"That's a great name," Cindy said.

"Yeah. You know, I wanted to name him after me, but as much as Riley loves my name, she said it wasn't gonna happen."

"Yeah, I can see Riley saying that."

Lucas had been working with Cindy at the vet clinic she owned for a while now. They were pretty good friends. Cindy would sometimes even come down for dinner sometimes. Riley was somewhat partial to Cindy. There were parts about her she liked and parts she didn't like.

"So, does it get better?" Lucas asked.

Cindy already had two kids with her husband. Ages five and three.

"Yeah." Cindy shrugged. "I mean, I went through it twice. It'll get better once the baby's out of her stomach in three months."

"That long?" Lucas asked in amazement. "I have to wait three more months of this?"

"And then in the hospital room you have to deal with the screaming and the 'I hate yous' and things like that. Jeff said it was the best and worst eighteen months of his life."

Lucas groaned.

"How many children do you guys want?"

"three," Lucas answered. Cindy laughed. "It's not funny! I have to go through twenty seven months of this?"

"Yep," Cindy said.

"How many did you and Jeff want?"

"Only two. We're fine now. Though we never found out the sexes because we wanted to be surprised."

"So, is she on maternity leave from the school, yet?"

"Two more months. I can't imagine what they have to deal with. She only has me at home, she has hundreds of people at school," Lucas said.

Cindy laughed again as their first patient came into the clinic.

It was five o'clock when they closed the clinic. It was still a chilly from winter so Lucas put on his coat, said goodbye to his coworkers still in the clinic and got into his car to go back to his apartment.

When he got back to his apartment it was twenty minutes later and Riley was sitting on the couch watching Glee and eating celery with grape jelly.

"How can you eat that stuff?" Lucas asked, putting his stuff down and kissing his wife on the cheek, sitting down next to her on the couch.

"It's delicious. Want some?" Riley offered her snack to her husband.

"I'm good. Don't spoil your dinner. I'm making spaghetti."

"Yum."

"Just keep watching your show."

Lucas got up and half an hour he had spaghetti all set up and ready to eat. Riley joined him and started eating.

"This is really good," she said.

"Thanks," Lucas responded, smiling.

"You're terrific."

Lucas knew the face she was making. He carried her into the bedroom and did unmentionable things.

Don't hurt me! I'm so sorry! Please, I have school and my other multi-chap fanfic and I'm on eboard for one of my clubs and I'm in a second club! This is more like a I-Didn't-Know-What-To-Write-Next-So-I-Just-Wrote chapter! The next one will be better, I'M SORRY!