"I can offer you free shipping." I nodded, talking on the phone to a client as I rested a hand against my bump.

"Okay, so to clarify, your order is 500 reams of white paper stock for $10.50 a box. Thank you, sir, I'll get that down to shipping. And you, thank you." I smiled before hanging up.

"Just made a sale?" Pam asked.

"Just made a sale." I nodded, making her smile as I held my hands against my bump. Suddenly my phone started to buzz against the desk. I looked at it and smiled to myself as Jim's face appeared on my phone as it rang. I picked it up and put it to my ear.

"Hey honey, what's up?" I smiled.

"Hey babe, just checking in to see how the pregnancy is treating my beautiful wife and how my gorgeous daughter is." He spoke, making me smile as I rested my hand against my bump.

"I'm okay, your son is starting to kick a lot, and your daughter, I think, is on the brink of saying daddy." I admitted.

"Oh my god! I have to see that, can you film it if she says it and I'm not there?" he asked.

"I'll try." I nodded.

"Do you know how to record on your phone?" he asked.

"Jim, I'm 29, not 80, I know how to use my phone." I scoffed.

"Y/N, I love you but your camera skills aren't the best." He chuckled. I looked down.

"Maybe you should come home a week early. Just to make sure you don't miss her calling you daddy for the first time." I spoke.

"I'd love to, but we're about to bag a big investor and I really need to be here right now." He responded, chuckling slightly. My smile disappeared.

"Oh, um, okay." I nodded to myself.

"We still on for dinner the night I get back?" he asked.

"Yeah, course, mom has agreed to have Cece for the night and I booked us a table at that really nice Italian on fifth street." I spoke.

"Wow. I didn't think I could love you any more than I already do, but here we are." He chuckled, making me smile and look down.

"I've got to go, but I'll call you tonight. Say hi to Cece for me. I love you." He spoke gently.

"I love you too, Jim. Talk tonight." I nodded, smiling slightly before hanging up. I sighed and put my phone down.

"What does it feel like to be abandoned and pregnant?" Angela asked as she walked past my desk. My eyes widened.

"Excuse me?" I scoffed.

"I'm just saying, he's been gone for a month now." She shrugged before walking off. I sighed and gulped before looking down at my bump and gently running my hands over it.

"Don't listen to her. Your daddy hasn't abandoned you, or your big sister, or mommy. He's making a better life for you." I mumbled before sighing.

"Jim and I are kinda having issues right now." I admitted, gulping as I cupped my bump.

"It's the first time in three and a half years that we've had real issues. I just, I'm being pulled so thin with being heavily pregnant and looking after Cece alone, and he's so stressed due to his work and he's never home, it's just a perfect recipe for constant fights." I nodded, tears pricking my eyes.

"I find myself talking to the baby a lot about it, since I can't talk to Jim. I tell him things that I pretend are to reassure him but they're actually to reassure myself." I admitted before looking down.

"The, um, the latest one is that..." I gulped and looked back at the camera.

"The latest one is that Jim is coming back." I nodded, a tear leaving my eye as I looked into the camera.

I waddled into the office, a hand rested against my 8-month pregnant bump.

"Morning Y/N." Pam smiled.

"Hey." I returned it.

"How you feeling?" she asked.

"Fat." I nodded, making her laugh.

"You're positively glowing." She responded, making me chuckle and shake my head as I eased myself into my chair. I looked down and smiled as my phone started to ring, Jim's face on the screen. I picked it up and pressed the green button.

"Hey you." I chuckled.

"How's my favourite wife doing?" Jim asked.

"Your only wife, I'd hope." I smiled, making him laugh.

"Of course. I just wanted to check in and see how everything is." He spoke.

"Everything is normal here. Oh, you'll never guess what Cece did." I spoke.

"Go on, what did she do?" he asked. I bit my lip.

"She said it, she said daddy." I smiled.

"Oh, thank god, I could really use a pick-me-up, I am swamped. Can you send me the video?" he asked.

"Funny story, I didn't manage to get it." I spoke.

"...what? Tell me you're joking." He replied.

"I'm sorry, we were playing with her dolls, and my phone died, and then when I came back from plugging it in to charge, she said "daddy, daddy" but my phone was in the other room." I sighed.

"Are you serious? I asked you to do one very simple thing, which is a pretty big deal to me but I've now missed it." He scoffed. My eyes widened slightly as I sat up properly, resting my hand against my bump.

"I said I'm sorry, Jim. If it's any consolation, I tried for like ten minutes to get her to say it again." I responded.

"How would that console me? I missed my daughter calling me daddy for the first time because you didn't film it." He snapped down the phone.

"Well, if you were actually here with her instead of in Philly, you wouldn't have had to rely on me to film it." I retorted.

"That's not fair, I'm making something for our kids to be proud of, I'm making something that will provide for our family." He spat.

"And while you're away from the place where you were already making something for our family, you're missing our daughter saying daddy, and learning how to walk properly, and you're missing talking to your son, and you're missing him kicking, you're missing everything a husband is meant to do for his pregnant wife." I retaliated, tears pricking my eyes.

"Don't make this about us, okay? This isn't about us, this is about making something for our kids. And what, did you expect me to be at Dunder Mifflin until the kids move out?" he scoffed.

"Well I probably will be." I scoffed back.

"Yeah, well, I actually have ambition and want to do more with my life than just sit at a desk and sell paper all day." He spat. I choked and put my hand over my mouth as he said that. Jim sighed.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean that. I'm just really stressed right now, and I'm missing you and Cece and there's just so much going on right now, I'm sorry." He spoke. I gulped harshly in an attempt to stop myself from crying.

"I, erm, I've got to go, I said I'd pick Cece up from my mom's at six." I mumbled.

"Okay. Are we good? I really am sorry, Y/N, I didn't mean what I said." He spoke. I gulped and looked down.

"Call you tomorrow." I mumbled before hanging up. I choked and held my head in my hands before letting the tears fall.

Jim's P.O.V

"Okay. Are we good? I really am sorry, Y/N, I didn't mean what I said." Jim spoke. There was a pause.

"Call you tomorrow." She mumbled before hanging up. Jim choked and looked at his phone.

"Oh god, what have I done?" he choked, holding his head in his hands.

"What have you done?" Jim looked up and quickly wiped his eyes as his business partner walked in. Jim sighed and looked at him.

"I told my almost nine months pregnant wife, that she's not ambitious and that she shouldn't be mad at me for not being there because I'm here, making a life for our kids." He nodded. His partner's eyes widened.

"Oh dude. What were you thinking?" he scoffed.

"I don't know. One moment, she's telling me that she didn't get my daughter calling me daddy for the first time on tape, next thing I know, I'm yelling at her for god knows what." He gulped. His partner sighed.

"Maybe I should go back a week early and see if I can smooth things out. I mean, we have a baby on the way, we need to be in a good place." He gulped. His friend sighed.

"It's up to you, dude. But if you're going to leave today, we're going to have to ask for a few more days next week." He sighed. Jim returned it.

"Okay. I can do that." He nodded before standing up and grabbing his stuff.

"Okay. Well then I'll see you next week." His friend nodded before walking away. Jim sighed before grabbing his bag and leaving the building.

Jim put his phone in the car holder and dialled the office's reception phone before starting to drive.

"Dunder Mifflin, this is Pam." She spoke.

"Hey Pam, it's Jim." He spoke.

"Oh, hey Jim! Sorry, you just missed Y/N. She got morning sickness again so she left early. I can't believe she's still getting morning sickness." She spoke.

"Yeah, it hits her really bad. But it's okay, I actually wanted to talk to you, I need your help on something." He nodded.

"Oh, okay, what can I help you with?" she asked. Jim sighed.

"I majorly screwed up with Y/N and I was a massive ass when I was talking to her. Understandably, she's upset with me, so I'm on my way to Scranton now and I need your help in pulling off a romantic gesture." He spoke.

"Oh, my god, Jim, I am so there!" she squealed, making Jim chuckle.

"Okay, so this is what I'm thinking." He spoke before starting to explain.

Y/N's P.O.V

I sighed as I walked into the office and looked around.

"Morning Y/N." Pam smiled.

"Morning." I returned.

"How you feeling?" she asked. I sighed and held my hand against my bump.

"I'm doing better. Philip makes me nauseous a lot more than Cece did." I nodded. Pam's eyes widened slightly.

"Philip? It's a boy?" she smiled. I nodded and returned it.

"We found out when I was four months pregnant but we wanted to keep it a secret until we picked a name. We picked a name last week. Jim was so amazing about it, he agreed to call him Philip after my grandfather, as long as we pass Jim's middle name down to him." I smiled before it faded and I looked down.

"You two still fighting?" she asked.

"Well, I didn't call him when I got home last night so we haven't talked since we fought. He's not coming back until next week so I don't know what's going to happen." I sighed.

"I'm sure it'll work itself out." She nodded.

"I hope so." I gulped.

"Oh, by the way, Toby wants to see you." Pam spoke. I groaned, making Pam laugh as I put my stuff at my desk before starting to walk to the annex. I walked in and my eyes widened. I looked around at the hundreds of candles littering the room, emitting a soft glow. I turned around and my smile widened as Jim stood there, smiling at me and stood next to the table set up with a white table cloth, three more candles and food.

"Oh my god." I choked as I walked towards him.

"I'm so sorry. I was such a massive ass yesterday, you were right and I was wrong, and I shouldn't have talked to you the way I did. So, I figured that a better idea than just calling and apologising would be to come back early, have a romantic dinner with my wife and spend time with my daughter before going back." He nodded, smiling sheepishly at me. I sniffed as I looked at the food.

"Does that sound good?" he asked nervously.

"It sounds amazing." I smiled, trying to swallow the lump in my throat.

"Why you crying?" he chuckled, gently holding my waist.

"Because this is such a nice gesture and I missed you so much and I'm getting more and more pregnant and more and more emotional and your son won't let me sleep." I cried, making him laugh as he hugged me tightly.