Chapter 19: That's Your Baby

Freddie's POV

The best way to wake up is with my face buried in Sam's breasts, I kissed the space between them. I inhaled and took in her scent, she still smelled of her flowery perfume it was crazy I'd only been awake for two minutes and I was already turned on by her. I looked up at her sleeping face her mouth was partially open with a little bit of her tongue showing between her teeth. I had not planned on this last night. I hadn't planned on seeing her at all. Of course I was grateful; I was hoping to actually talk to Sam about us last night but my desire to sleep with her kind of distracted my brain. I gently brushed my lips against her forehead and she grumbled something. I think she called me baby. I eased my way out of the bed and into her kitchen I had promised the little woman breakfast. I was sure that she had something in her kitchen. I opened the fridge and saw the key ingredient to making Sam happy. Bacon.

I fumbled around and found a couple of skillets and placed them on the stove. I decided on scrambled eyes to go with her favorite breakfast side dish. I pulled a couple of plates out and poured a couple glasses of orange juice. It had been a while since I'd cooked. I was glad I was doing it for her. I kept seeing this morning play through my head. I imagined her sitting across from me, me confessing to loving her, and telling her that I was determined to make things work. In my mind she'd cave and we'd make love again before she headed off to work, hell maybe she wouldn't go to work at all. I split to eggs in pan between the two plates and did the same with the bacon. Within a few minutes Sam was in the kitchen. She looked at me as if I had two heads.

"Hey beautiful," I spoke without thinking she was wrapped up in her white robe with her blonde locks flowing down her chest of course I called her beautiful because that's what she is.

"Hey Benson," she spoke groggily and rubbed her eye. "What's that smell?"

"Eggs and bacon? You hungry?" I asked with a way too happy grin on my face.

"Actually … the smell is really, really strong." She scrunched her nose up and then her face began to pale.

"Sam?" Her eyes widened and she covered her mouth and sprinted toward the bathroom. I chased after her only to hear her finish vomiting. I came in after her to see her resting her head on the toilet seat.

"Oh God, that was weird." She murmured.

"You're telling me," I chuckled nervously as I rubbed her back. "So no breakfast?" She cut her eye at me but couldn't help but laugh.

"No, I think not. I need to brush my teeth again and then get ready for work." She looked at me apologetically. "Thanks for the breakfast though." She offered me a small smile and replied with the same.

"Maybe we could do dinner tonight before I head back home? We have some things we need to discuss." I said as I helped her up.

"Yeah, we really need to talk." She said as she put toothpaste on her toothbrush. "Pick me up from work around 5:30?" She turned and looked at me and I nodded. She went to put the toothbrush to her mouth and then looked at me again. "Well, leave I gotta get ready." She smirked at me.

"Fine, bye Puckett." I kissed her cheek and she began to smile harder. It was good to see, it wasn't always evident that she loved me. This was one of those times I knew. Once I heard the shower come on I started gathering my stuff to go. I wrote her a brief message and was out the door.

Sam's POV

Sammy

I'm sorry that my cooking made you sick. I placed the bacon and eggs in the fridge just case you decide to try and eat. I can't wait to see you at dinner.

I love you.

Freddie

"Oh my God Freddie, you're such a nub." I smile to myself after reading the note he left me on my pillow. It took me some time to fine an outfit that worked. I settled on grey pants that were only a little too tight, a burgundy peasant top, and some simple black flats. It wasn't my cutest look but it was certainly comfortable. I'd already planned on taking myself on a shopping spree in the very near future. I took a look at myself in the mirror I'd decided to wear my hair I was using my hair as sort of a shield from people immediately noticing the change in my body. I took a second to drink my orange juice that was still on the table and then rushed out the door. I was going to be late and Max was going to kill me.

I snuck into my office at about 9AM; I slunk into my chair and took a deep breath. I was glad I didn't have to hear mighty mouth Maxine. I just needed time to think. I needed to figure out how I was going to break the new to Freddie. I leaned back in my chair and covered my eyes. I couldn't believe that I vomited in front him. I groaned at the embarrassing moment.

"Yeah, you should groan. You're an hour late missy!" I chuckled briefly and then looked at her she was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. She sat down in front of me appraising me with her serious face.

"I didn't know it was dress down day?" I asked even though I was pretty sure none of my jeans fit me anymore.

"Yeah well, I have a confession. We aren't going to be in the office today we have an appointment with an OBGYN. You need to get on prenatal vitamins same you've got to be almost three months by now. Your baby is saying mommy don't you want me to be healthy!" I snickered at Max's baby voice.

"That's too much Max," I chided, "but you're right. I really do need to talk a doctor and figure out what the hell I'm doing. I'm glad you want to come with me. I wouldn't want to go alone." She smiled at me and whipped her keys around her pointer finger.

"No prob babes!" She said hopping up. "All appointments have been canceled for today and our lovely assistants will be manning the phones all day so we will miss nothing. So we need to get moving you appointment is a 10:30AM." I nodded and got up slowly.

I hate going to the doctor, their offices usually feel so cold, but this place didn't feel so bad. I was nervous though, I couldn't get my legs to stop shaking. I took a deep breath and stared at the ceiling. It was going to be okay, everything was totally fine.

"Hey calm down," Max whispered as she grabbed my hand and held it for support. "Today will be the first day you see your baby!" She gave me a little squeeze. "It's a good thing."

We sat for another ten minutes with all sorts of crazy going through my head. Then one of the nurses took us back and did my blood work, from there it only took Dr. Fanning about five minutes to see us. The woman looked to be in her mid forties with short strawberry blonde hair and blue eyes. She adjusted her glasses as she looked over some paper work. "Well Ms. Puckett, you are indeed knocked up!" She gave me little smile. "Hop up here and we can figure out how the baby is doing," she said as she patted the bed like thingy. First she felt around my stomach and a frown came over her face. "Weird."

"What's weird?" She shook her head and offered me another smile.

"Let's do an ultrasound okay?" She stepped out of the room for a moment grabbed a nurse and moved a machine closer to me. They spread that goo on my stomach and moved this little plastic thing around my bigger belly. After a few minutes the doctor nods and smirks. "Okay now it makes sense."

"What?" I was about the go crazy. This woman needed to tell me what's going on!

"From the looks of this you're about ten weeks in. Everything seems normal; we're going to print out a picture. There's one thing you need to know … you see that." I looked and nod.

"That's your baby." I smile at the screen and then at Max. She was right it was a good thing.

"And you see that?" I look at the other mass in my stomach.

"Yeah, what is it … is something wrong?"

"No, that's your other baby. Ms. Puckett you're having twins!"