I was shooting that wonderful death-glare of mine as Ed watched the ultrasound intently. As if he knew what he was seeing. The doctor smiled at me uncomfortably. "Well, Ms. Rockbell, as I said before, they're both healthy and actually rather large for twins."

"He wants to know the sex," I growled as I narrowed my eyes at Ed. Oh, yes, I was still holding a grudge about making me lug this body all the way back to the doctor's office.

"Oh, well, from the looks of it you've got a boy and a girl."

"Happy now?" I glared at Ed.

"A BOY!" Ed practically ripped my arm off in his excitement.

I pulled my hand away, hoping to avoid having my arm wretched from its rightful place and scooted off the seat. "Anything else, doc?"

"Well, I'd like you to visit next month. They babies are large, and I'm afraid they may come earlier than expected."

I looked to Ed for some kind of opinion, but he was off in la-la-land, probably dreaming of his son being an all-star state alchemist. "But I'm still three months away…"

"I'm guessing more around two."

I gaped a little. "But, I…"

"Well, how long were you trying to conceive?"

"We weren't trying per say…" I could feel the blush rising on my cheeks.

"Well, how long were you having intercourse before you believed you conceived?"

The word "intercourse" almost made me giggle, but I attempted to keep my maturity. "Um… Ed, would you like to answer that one?"

Ed finally snapped out of his dream-world and stared at me blankly. "What?"

"The doctor would like to know how long we were having intercourse before I figured I was pregnant."

His eyes went wide and he gawked at me. "Isn't that a little personal?"

"Guess what, Ed, this guy has taken a look at places only you, me, and those who have diapered me have seen, so I think nothing's personal anymore."

"He looked at your-" Ed stopped himself rather quickly, embarrassed to say the word out loud.

"Ed, just tell the man what he needs to know, or you're sleeping with Al for the rest of this pregnancy." I smiled sweetly as he stared at me in utter shock, about to whine. "And don't you dare whine."

He turned his eyes to the doctor, almost as if to beg for help, but found none. "A while?" Ed said weakly.

"Something more specific," I growled.

He narrowed his eyes at me, but my expression of total annoyance won. "About four months. A couple times a day," he finished with a smirk.

"EDWARD!"

"You said to be specific," he shrugged.

"Oh, you just wait until we get home! I'm going to-"

The doctor cleared his throat and we both froze. "And your period stopped when?"

"Six months ago, hence the thinking I have three months left."

"And your last period, was it heavy, light…?"

I glanced at Ed, just to see the look of disgust that I knew would be on his face. "I just spotted for a while…"

"That kind of spotting can happen during pregnancy. You have another child, correct?"

I nodded. "Trisha."

"Did you spot the same way?"

I felt like I was getting a scolding. "I guess… I never really thought about it…"

"Well, due to your history and the looks of the babies, I'd say you're down to two more months. So I really due need you to come in next month."

"Fine," I huffed. I turned my attention back to Ed, who had turned his brain off as soon as menstruation entered the conversation. "Ed."

He focused back on me. "Yeah?"

"I have to come in next month," I whined.

He grimaced. "Doc, do we really need to?"

"Yup." Suddenly, the doctor aimed a glare of his own at me. "And next time you conceive, I want you to see a doctor through the whole thing."

I sighed. "Yes, sir."