He didn't look surprised of course, he turned his gaze to the woman who kind of made a face, "Is that how it happens?" His brows shot up for a moment. Ahhh, he thought and gave a glance toward Sam. "Well, that might be an important conversation to have right now, wouldn't it? You should probably tell her what you know, it will mean more to her coming from you. Besides, you're not innocent, as you said." He gestured to Cerise.

Cerise shot a glance toward Sam and then frowned. "No... No... I don't think he needs to tell me now." She looked miserable, "I've been sick every morning and so tired, and sometimes my head hurts. The smell of what he cooked this morning sent me straight to the bathroom." The doctor gave a kindly expression.

"Have you stopped bleeding?" she nodded and ducked further down into herself.

"May I look at your belly?" he asked, "I promise my hands aren't cold."

She hesitated and then untucked her blouse, pulling it up and then shifting the skirt down. He put his hand over her shift covered belly and began to feel around. "And how long have you been with your friend here, miss?"

"I think about three months," she said quietly. Doc Witaker glanced over to the man and lifted his brow, "And it's a good thing he is looking out for you and your baby, then."