As “Grace” steps out of the bathroom, after getting ready for work, she finds herself face to face with “Zoran”, who is on the way to the bathroom, “wow, you are up early,” “Grace” says, Zoran looks at her.
“Well, I woke up to your screaming in the night,” “he” says, “what was that about?”
“Grace”/Zoran, who is still in the mindset of the real Grace blushes, “Zoran” is still to groggy to notice the blush. “I... I had a nightmare,” the “woman” says, 'as if I am going to tell my 14 year old son the truth. I hope he won't find out the truth, he'll be mad at me for laying to him.'
“Oh... well, it was just a dream,” the “boy” says with a smile, “I gotta get ready now,” with that he enters the bathroom.
“Could you please wake Jane, when you are done,” she asks.
“That's always your job... “mom”,” the “boy” says.
“I know, but I am in a rush today,” the “woman” says, “please, do me the favour:”
“Zoran” thinks then nods, “okay, I'll wake Jane when I am done,” with that the “boy” disappears into the bathroom, locking the door behind him.
“Grace” sighs in relief, 'not such a deep sleeper after all,' she thinks to herself, 'Don and I should have sex ONLY when we are home alone.' The “woman” then heads downstairs to get the breakfast done. While “Grace” is in the kitchen making pancakes for the family, she suddenly feels weird, she clutches her head as a strange dizzy feeling overcomes “her”, but as quickly as it appeared the feeling subsides. “That was weird,” “Grace” says to herself, “why is it that this is the second time I feel this way? It is as if something or someone is messing with my mind,” the “woman” thinks to herself. Zoran, now thinking as himself, tries to put his... well her... finger on the issue, but he seems to be unable to figure it out. “What ever,” he says and shrugs, “gotta get the breakfast done.” Zoran continues to make the pancakes, suddenly he remembers something, his eyes widen, “wait... I remember that me and dad had sex last night,” he mumbles to himself, normally he'd feel disgusted, but for some odd reason, thinking back to the night makes him feel... good. “I also remember that I took a pregnancy test and that I am pregnant with dad's baby,” the disguised boy looks down at his tummy, putting a hand on it. As he stares at his tummy a strange feeling of happiness and pride overcomes him, 'what is wrong with me, why do I feel this way,' he thinks to himself, 'something is defiantly wrong, but what?”
Zoran/”Grace” has no time to ponder over the issue as the rest of the family start to pile into the kitchen and walk into the dining room. Zoran decides to forget the issue for now, “good, you are here,” he says, taking up his acting again, “I'll bring the food out in a minute.” The “woman” looks over at her “son”, 'should I tell mom,' he thinks to himself, 'nah... better keep it a secret, I hate it when she gets mad and freak, who knows what she'll do.'
After breakfast “Zoran” and Jane kiss and hug their “mother”, then they leave for work and school. “Finally, the kids are out of the house,” she hears Don behind her, she feels arms wrapping around her waist, Don's hands stroking her tummy lovingly. “I felt that last night would be special,” the “woman” hears her “husband” whisper in her ear, “and I was right. So Gracie... any regrets? Do you still not want to have a third child?”
“Grace” feels conflicted, she is in truth Don's son and not his wife, Zoran only wanted to help his mother relief some of the stress, now here he stands: a pregnant woman, who feels proud to have been impregnated. “I... I don't know,” the “woman” mumbles, “it... it is still kind of a shock,” she adds.
“Grace” feels Don kiss her neck, “I know, babe,” he says, “take your time to get used to it. I can feel that you are happy, we'll manage a third child, I promise.”
For some odd reason, those words make Zoran feel relieved, “but... what about Jane and Zoran,” she asks, “they don't want a little sister or brother.”
Don smiles behind her, “don't worry about them,” he says, “they'll love their brother or sister, believe in it.”
“If you say so,” “Grace” says, “anyway, we should get to work,” she then says.
“Yes, we should,” Don says and lets her go. The man goes to grab his bag and opens the door, he gives “Grace” a kiss on the lips, which for some reason does not bother Zoran, “see you this evening, baby,” he says.
“Yeah, see you later,” she replies. Once the door closed behind her “husband” the “woman” leans against the door, “what am I going to do? I want the child... but also I don't want it... what am I supposed to do.” After a while Zoran/”Grace” decides to give herself a week to think about it and to make a decision.