Unprofessional

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I walk into the bathroom and Caleb's rinsing his hand off. I walk up behind him and take his hand.

"What happened baby?"

He sighs deeply.

"After talking to that guy I was extremely pissed off and punched the door to the den."

"Caleb are crazy! That door is made out of oak! Your hand could be broken!"

"It's not broken just bloody."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive. It hurts though."

"There's Vicodin in the medicine cabinet."

"Thanks. Can you grab me something to eat. I don't want to take this on an empty stomach."

I walk to the kitchen and grab a thing of yogurt.

"Here you go baby."

Caleb wrapped up his hand.

"Thanks."

"Are you ok? You seem distant?"

He sits on the couch.

"Come here baby."

I sit next to him.

"Harold is trying to kidnap you because I killed Kyle. So he wants to kill my babies to get even."

I look at Caleb and his eyes are dark. He's beyond pissed.

"I'm gonna kill him Jade and Trey."

"Good. The sooner the better."

All of a sudden I started getting stomach pains.

"Caleb?" "

Yeah baby?"

"My stomach hurts. I think I'm having contractions."

"Seriously? It's baby time?"

"There very mild and far apart. Let's go to the doctor and find out first."

"Come on love."

Caleb helps me off the couch and we head to the doctor.

We get to the doctor and and get seen right away. I change into a gown and the doctor comes in.

"Hello Jade and Caleb. When did the contractions start?"

"Right before we left the house um thirty minutes ago."

"Ok let's check you out. Your about half a centimeter dilated. You've got away to go."

"It's ok that I'm four days early right?"

"Of course. There should be no complications at all."

"Ok thank you."

I get dressed and Caleb and I leave the office.

When we get home Caleb practically orders me to lay down. I'm not allowed to get up only if I have to potty. If I'm hungry or thirsty I have to tell him and he'll get me whatever I need.

"Caleb I love you but you're going a little over board."

"My babies, my babies mama so I have all rights to go over board."

"Ok fine you win. You can get me a bottle of water and some ice cream."

"Good girl."

Smartass.

"I'm getting tired anyways so not a lot."

Caleb comes back to the living room with a small bowl of vanilla ice cream and my water.