Disclaimer: I do not own anything. At all. Still incorporating little bits of whats happening in my life into this, except this chapter doesn't have any of that.

He found himself back at the same cafe the day her labor pains began. She started around mid-morning. Everyone insisted she head straight towards the hospital, but she wanted to wait it out. Wait for what he wondered. Though he didn't want to admit it, every time he heard her say she wanted to wait, he wanted it to mean she was waiting for him somehow.

And that my friend was the most foolish thing he ever thought.

No, the worst he thought was as he was sitting there drinking his cup of regular, she would waddle in their looking for him. Begging him to take care of her. He looked towards the door as he thought this. He caught himself doing this and berated himself. He couldn't help it though. She was having labor pains, and he was having his own pains.

He snorted into his mug about that. He sounded so melodramatic. That wasn't him. He was cool, he was confident, he was...

Not kidding anyone.

He took of his hipster glasses and put them on the table and began to rub his eyes. Sighing, he picked up his glasses and cleaned them. Putting them back on he saw a girl waiting in line. a girl that looked so much like her. He smirked and remembered a coffee date a few months ago.

"It's not fair"

He looked up startled from his drink and looked at her.

"What isn't?"

"You. Drinking all that caffeine. I'm too jealous." Her arms were spread over her slightly raised tummy.

"It's a shame it's so good." He teased her, taking a long sip from his grande coffee. She merely stuck her tongue out and wrapped her arms more protectively over her stomach. She looked down at her bump and smiled.

"What will you name her?" he asked. Honestly, he was hoped it was a girl. that left no chance for it to be named after their boss. Or worse, its father.

"Why are you so sure it's a girl?" she asked curiously. "We don't find out till Friday."

"I just picture you with a baby girl more." he responded casually.

Truthfully, he saw himself and her with a baby girl. A little chubby girl with ribbons in her reddish that would laugh and smile. He had to smile at the thought of that.

"What are you smiling at?" she asked. She was smiling too. He loved it.

"You're going to be great mom."

She blushed and looked down at her stomach. Rubbing it, she looked up with a smile on her face and a tear in her eye, she responded.

"Thank you."

"Just don't name it something like Hortense, okay?"

Pssh. That was months ago. Now she was going to have this baby soon. She was going to mother and he was..well not.