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"Does any of this look familiar to you?" Will asked as he and Frankie got out of the elevator and walked towards their apartment door.
"No, not really," she replied.
Will sighed and put his key in the door lock. He opened it and sighed in relief as he cheesily said, "Ah, home sweet home."
Frankie groaned.
Will looked back to see her supporting her weight on the wall outside the apartment with her head resting on her arm and eyes closed.
"Hey, you okay?" He asked as he walked back over to her.
"I'm fine, I just feel a bit dizzy and nauseous. It's probably just the morning sickness still acting up."
"Do you feel like you're going to faint?"
"No. I'm fine just go ahead of me." She took her arm off the wall and nearly fell.
Will caught her before she could make contact with the ground "Woah." He shook his head. "Yeah, you seem fine," he said teasingly.
She rolled her eyes at him.
"If you walk you're going to fall before you make it to the door," he warned her.
"No, I'm fine." She assured him.
"If you fall you're gonna make your concussion worse than it already is."
"I'm fine," she said, annoyed. She pushed him away and started to walk towards the door, but nearly fell again.
"That's it," Will said. He took her arm and put it around his neck, then slid his arms under her knees and picked her up.
"Put me down, Will," she insisted.
"No, you're gonna fall," he said as he carried her through the door.
She hit his shoulder. "Put me down," she said again.
"Gladly." He set her down on the couch.
"I didn't mean here idiot," she said, annoyed.
"You heard the doctor, you need to rest," he said.
She huffed and crossed her arms angrily but winced at the pain from accidentally hitting her ribs.
"Hey, take it easy," Will told her. "Lie down. You need to rest."
"This couch is so uncomfortable," she commented.
"Yeah, I know you were the one who insisted we buy it because you 'liked it too much to let someone else have it.'"
Her face turned red. She looked at it and glanced around the apartment. "It doesn't even match the apartment."
"Well, don't get too comfortable, it won't be a problem soon."
"What?"
"We're getting rid of it soon and buying a new one."
"Why?" She questioned.
"We're supposed to be moving soon," he told her.
"What? Moving where?" She asked.
"To your place," he replied.
"Why? Where is it?"
"Right near Central Park. It has two floors and five bedrooms," he answered.
"How the hell did we afford that?" She asked, shocked.
Instead of answering, Will just chuckled, annoying Frankie. He watched as she tried to adjust herself into a comfortable position, but she huffed and ultimately gave up.
"Do you want to move to the bed?" He suggested.
"Does that mean you have to carry me again?"
"Well, do you want to stay here or go to the bedroom that has a very comfortable mattress which, may I remind you, was also picked by you?"
"I'm not liking some of the choices I made before this so I don't trust that mattress."
"It's a gel mattress from Nectar," he added.
"Lift me up," she immediately said while holding her arms out to him.
He laughed. "That's what I thought." He scooped her up once again and carried her to their bedroom.
As he put her down on the bed, she sighed at the feeling of the pain from before going away. "Thanks," she said to him.
"Yeah. Now get some rest, it's been a long day."
"Don't tell me what to do, Will."
He lifted his shoulder in a half shrug and smirked.
"You know, you're a pretty big dork," she commented.
"So, I've been told," he said back.
"By who?"
"You," he quickly answered.
She rolled her eyes then closed them. "Get out," she said as she gave him a dismissive wave of her hand with her eyes still closed.
"I thought you didn't want to rest."
"Just go shave your beard, you dork."
He smiled and disappeared into the bathroom.
Frankie awoke to the smell of Will's cooking and slowly sat up in bed. She rubbed her eyes and looked over to the clock which read: 8:08 a.m. She stretched, careful that she didn't hurt herself in doing so, then slowly made her way out of bed. She walked out into the kitchen to find Will making something. "That smells good, what are you making?"
"Eggs...but I thought you don't do eggs?"
"Just let me try them."
He put some of the eggs on a plate then slid it to the other side of the kitchen island over to her.
She tried some and stayed quiet.
"Do you not like them?"
"It's pretty good, I guess."
"Hm." Will looked at her with a confused expression.
"What?" She asked in a threatening tone Will didn't want to mess with so early in the morning.
"Nothing."
"So, what are we doing today?"
"Nothing, really. You've got to rest and the team's got everything covered back at the Dead Drop."
"So, we're doing nothing?"
Will nodded.
"I'm literally going to go insane; I just got out of the hospital and now I've got to stay home?!" She said, frustrated.
Will kept in his laughter. "It's for your own good."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah."
"Speaking of the hospital, we've got to go back this Friday."
"Why?!" She snapped.
"The doctor wants to check up on you and the baby to see if you're both doing well."
She groaned and went back to angrily eating her eggs.
Will watched her stab her fork into her eggs and carefully approached her. "Hey, Frankie, I know you don't want to go to the hospital, but please just cooperate. I know you wouldn't be annoyed if you had your memory back."
"What does that mean?" She asked, confused.
"Uh." He found himself having trouble with telling her what he meant without rushing her memory. "Just um- you- uh- please just go with it," he answered with unsureness in his voice.
"Um, okay," she replied with what sounded more like a question.
She walked off to their bedroom and Will couldn't help but watch her as she walked.
"I can feel your eyes on my ass, Will."
He was shocked she'd noticed and his face turned bright red when she looked back at him with a teasing grin.
She disappeared into their bedroom and Will sighed. "If only she knew," he said to himself.
"Babe, babe!"
"Yeah, Ray?"
"I don't want to be late for the first ultrasound! Let's gooooo!" He tugged on Susan's arm as he opened the door with his free hand.
"Okay, okay!" She began to laugh at how childish he was. "Our kid's going to be the one disciplining you when they're older," she commented.
Ray laughed at her comment.
They drove down to the hospital and Ray became irritated when they couldn't find any parking. "This is a hospital! How do they have no parking!?"
"Ray, it's okay!"
"No, it's not! We're going to be late for the ultrasound!"
"Ray, calm down!" Susan spotted someone pulling out of a parking spot right near the entrance. "There!" She pointed. Ray sped over to the spot and pulled into it before another car who was headed their way could get it.
"Ha! Woohoo! Let's go see our baby!"
They headed into the hospital and waited in an exam room until Susan's gynecologist entered the room, who was also Susan's college roommate during her freshman year.
"So what's this I hear about someone being pregnantttt!?" Her roommate eagerly said.
Susan squealed as she hopped off the exam table and hugged her. "Zara!" Susan couldn't help but give her the tightest hug.
"Susan, you're crushing me!" Zara said with a laugh.
"Haha, oops, sorry."
"Who's this handsome fella?"
"Oh stop it," Ray said while blushing.
"Please, don't flatter yourself, Ray." Susan rolled her eyes. "This is my husband Ray."
"Nice to meet you. I've heard so many stories about you! All good stories don't worry, they're not bad. I mean there's been some wild ones I've heard, but they're not bad ones." Ray began to ramble on nervously.
Susan shook her head in embarrassment. "Oh god.
Zara laughed. "I'm sure she's told you many stories of the fun times we had in college, don't worry about it. Nice to meet you as well, Ray!"
Ray smiled. "Cool name, by the way."
"Thanks." She smiled. "So! Do you guys want to see your baby?"
"He dragged me out of the apartment this morning because he was so anxious to get here," Susan told her.
She laughed. "Well, let me just turn this on and we'll get to it!" She spread the ultrasound gel on Susan's stomach and moved the transducer around. She gasped when she saw the screen.
"What? What's wrong?" Susan asked her, worriedly.
"Oh, nothing. Nothing at all. In fact, this is amazing."
"What!?" Ray tried to peek at the screen.
She turned the screen and Susan gasped upon seeing it. "Oh my god, no way."
"What? What!?" Ray asked, completely oblivious.
"Ray, look at the screen," Zara directed him.
"I'm looking," he said.
"You see that small little thing right there?"
"That's the baby, isn't it?" Ray frowned.
"Yeah, but don't you see that other small little thing next to it?" She smiled as she spoke.
"WAIT A MINUTE." Ray's jaw dropped.
"We're having twins!" Susan exclaimed.
"Oh my god!" Ray high-fived himself. "I'm so amazing!"
She hit his arm. "Hey, stop flattering yourself, I'm the one carrying them," Susan quickly said.
Ray held his hands up in defeat.
"Congratulations, you two," Zara said to the both of them.
"This is amazing! I'm getting two princes, two princesses, or even a prince and a princess!"
"Aw, that's adorable!" Zara commented.
Ray gave her a kiss. "Thank you, Susan."
She smiled at his comment and they both stared at their two little babies on the screen.
"Will, can you hurry up?" Frankie groaned.
"Sorry, my back's been hurting me lately."
"How old are you?" She asked him.
Will suddenly became sad at her question; he'd surprisingly missed her jokes about him being old.
"Why do you look like you're going to cry?"
"Nothing. Let's go."
They headed out and once they were heading down the road in Will's car, Frankie asked, "Where are we even going?" She shook her head. "I can't believe I agreed to let you surprise me with something."
"We're going to your favorite coffee shop."
"Which is?"
"We're here," Will said.
"That was quick. We should've just walked," she commented.
"Well, I don't want you straining yourself."
Frankie rolled her eyes. "Let's go." She got out of the car and looked at the coffee shop suspiciously. "There is no way this is my favorite coffee shop." She frowned at the flowers placed in the sign and how it was too cute for her.
"You'll see once you eat their pastries," he told her.
They entered the coffee shop and were instantly hit with the sweet aroma of the pastries Will had mentioned.
Frankie inhaled. "It does smell amazing, I guess."
Will grinned and they got in line.
As they waited for their turn, Frankie glanced around the little coffee shop.
The walls were painted a pristine white and many minimalistic pieces were placed around the shop as decoration. As her eyes moved around the space, she noticed a wall dedicated to pictures of people she'd assumed were most likely family members, friends, or customers. Her eyes stopped when she saw a photo of her and Will smiling very big next to an Asian couple on their wedding day. It was a candid photo and she was about to walk away to study the photo more closely when a female voice squealed.
"Hey! How's it going, guys?"
"We're doing good," Will replied. "How about you?"
"Pretty good. We have so much to catch up on! Oh, and we need to tell you guys something," she leaned closer over the counter, "but not here. We should eat at Yakitori again soon."
Frankie didn't know how to react to this girl. She looked to be in her early 30s and was very lively.
"How are you doing Franks?"
She became a little uncomfortable and couldn't find an answer. Who the hell is this girl?
"Uh, Frankie can you go get us a table?" Will asked.
"Yeah, sure," Frankie agreed. She excused herself and grabbed a seat at the table closest to the photo wall she'd been looking at.
At the register, Will apologized and told her Frankie's going through something right now.
"What's wrong with Frankie?" The girl asked.
"Something recently happened and she doesn't seem to remember anything about our team or anything involving our relationship."
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah, I don't think she remembers you."
"Oh." She seemed hurt by his comment.
"I'm sorry."
"No, no don't apologize. I hope she gets her memory back."
"Me too."
"Do you think her usual order will help to bring it back."
Will chuckled. "Worth a shot." As she began to jot down their order, Will stopped her. "Oh, wait. She doesn't need the Americano."
"What? Why-" She gasped. "Is she?"
"Yeah, we weren't going to tell a lot of people, but you guys are practically family."
"Wow, congratulations! Surprised you were able to make a baby considering you're like an old man."
"Gee thanks, Joanna, you always know how to make me feel better." He smirked and looked over to Frankie then back to her. "This is why you and Frankie get along."
She laughed. "Your order will be ready in five minutes."
"Thanks." He smiled and walked over to Frankie. He laughed in disbelief when he saw where she was sitting.
She noticed him and frowned. "What?"
"You're sitting at our usual table."
"Oh." She was surprised.
Will chuckled. "How'd you know to pic this table?"
"Uh. I saw the wall full of photos."
"Oh."
Frankie glanced back to the photo she'd seen from a distance and began to examine it. In the photo, the girl they'd just met along with a handsome man were both grinning as they looked over to Frankie and Will. Will had his arms wrapped around Frankie from behind and the way he looked at her seemed as if he saw no one around him, but her. It scared her how much she resembled the look he had on his face in the photo; she looked...happy. The look on her face was one she didn't think she'd ever see again since before her parents died, but there it was. Clear as day and all because of Will. Who was this girl in the photo?
"That's their wedding day."
She was surprised when Will had noticed her looking at the photo. "Huh?"
"Joanna and Steven's. It was really beautiful."
"It was?"
"Yeah. But I honestly think it's because you basically planned the entire thing with some help from Susan."
"I did?"
"Yep. Oh, our order's ready, be right back." He got up from the table and went over to the counter to retrieve the tray of their things.
Frankie sat there shocked at his comment. Her planning weddings and being friends with the energetic girl who owns the little coffee shop near their apartment? Who had she become? Why did she change so much? Was this all true? She was taken out of her thinking when Will arrived back at the table.
"Here you go." He slid a plate with a small piece of cake on it in front of her.
"What is this?" She looked down at it with her eyebrows furrowed.
"Just try it."
She looked at him with an unsure expression.
"Trust me." He handed her a fork.
She sighed and snatched the fork, then took a small bite of the cake. Her eyes lit up and she basically devoured the entire thing in five seconds.
Will laughed. "See?"
"What was that?"
"Joanna has it ready for you whenever we come here. It's like a secret menu item, only she makes it just for us." He smiled.
"Can we get more to go?" She asked.
"Yeah, sure, I'll ask her for some more." Will got out of his seat and got back into line.
At that very moment, a very good-looking Asian man, who Frankie recognized as the same man in the photo, walked into the coffee shop. He glanced around and saw Will in line then went up behind him before slapping him on the back. "Will!"
Will turned around and became excited like a little girl seeing her best friend. "Steven!" They did some handshake, which somewhat resembled Standish and Jai's dumb handshake they do, but it was dorkier. She smirked at them and watched as they ended their handshake with a hug.
"How've you been?" Will asked, excitedly.
"Great! Where's Frankie?" Steven asked.
"Oh she's at our regular table but-"
"Frankie!" Steven exclaimed when he saw her.
Frankie nervously smiled and stood up.
"Steven wait-" Will said as he ran after him.
Steven ran over to Frankie and immediately hugged her. "So good to see you!"
"Um, hi," she said shyly.
"Steven, could you get some more cream puffs for us? I'll go with you!"
"Wait, but I'm saying hi to Frankie." He replied with what sounded more like a question. Will pushed him away and to the front counter as he tried to stay back and say hi to Frankie. "Hey, man, why aren't you letting me talk to Frankie? I haven't seen you guys in forever. I want to hear what new old joke she's come up with," he said with a smirk.
"Listen, Steven. We recently went somewhere and it ended up with Frankie losing her memories, but only certain ones. She doesn't remember anything about our relationship or anything which involves it. She remembers the team, but only when it was formed."
"Oh. So she doesn't remember me?"
"No, sorry."
"That's okay. Probably shouldn't have hugged her."
Will laughed. "Yeah, you scared her."
Steven's face turned bright red.
"You couldn't have known," Will assured him.
"Did you really want creampuffs?" Steven asked, changing the subject.
"I mean, now that you mention it." Will smiled.
Steven rolled his eyes and went to grab a box for the cream puffs.
"Thank you! Oh, and Frankie wants more of the cake," Will told him.
Steven laughed. "She really loves that cake doesn't she?"
"More than she loves me," Will said with an eye roll.
Steven laughed even harder at his comment.
"I can't wait to tell Frankie and Will the good news!" Susan said on the car ride home from the hospital.
"This is going to be so much fun I'm so excited," Ray exclaimed.
"Can you imagine!? Our kids becoming best friends with Will and Frankie's kid!?" Susan said eagerly.
"Oh my god!" Ray squealed in excitement.
"When should we tell them?" Susan asked.
"This Friday?" Ray suggested.
"Definitely," Susan agreed.
He took his hand which wasn't on the steering wheel and reached over to grab her hand before squeezing it.
"I love you, so much."
"I love you, goofball," she responded with a smile. "Can't wait to raise these two kids with you into two mini goofballs like you."
Ray chuckled and kissed the back of her hand. "Can't wait to raise these two kids with you into two little geniuses like you."
Susan smiled and sighed. She freed her hand from his and rubbed it over her stomach with a sigh. "Can't wait to meet you two," she whispered.