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Two months had gone by since the interview with Sam and the pictures with Dean.  Zach was now seven and a half months pregnant, *finally* showing a lot more baby bump as their unborn child continues to grow inside of him.  Zach was at the point where he could no longer actively film, so he was sticking at home and taking care of Noah on a more permanent basis. 

After the split-lip incident, they actually decided that taking Noah out of daycare was for the best.  Jen was the one who actually confirmed that it would not be good for Noah to be seen in a public setting like that, especially after Noah's lip swelled triple the size, just from that one incident. 

Zach finally saw, first hand, what Caleb had meant by having to call CPS every time a child was brought into the hospital with any sort of injury, as well - it happened to be a day that Zach brought lunch, and Noah, up to the hospital, wanting to surprise Caleb on his first successful week of Hospital rounds.  It was a *very* busy day for the entire hospital... Being in Central Los Angeles, there was no shortage of emergencies.  Two kids - high school aged - had gotten into a brutal fight at the local high school, and still CPS had to be called over it.

Zach had been monumentally confused as to why CPS needed to be called over a school fight, and then Caleb, as well as a officer who had been nearby, explained the situation as to why they had to be called.  The fact that the two kids, who were previously best friends, got into a fight - could be that there was something more too it.  Problems at home, school, or just in general.  CPS was a contact point between the child and parents, not always looking to tear a family a part, but just looking to resolve issues or tensions that could not otherwise be solved by themselves.

Caleb was happy with his work, he was busy *a lot* but he was always happy.  He loved going to work, every day, and despite being exhausted at the end of every shift, he still came home with a smile and a bundle of energy.  He had now been working St. Vincent Medical Center for a total of two months now, and there was nothing Caleb wanted more than just to keep going back to work, every day he was scheduled to do so.  It also helped that he was working twelve hour shifts, so he was home a lot as well - working only four days out of a seven day week.

Of course, just because their personal family life and Caleb's work life were going strong - didn't always mean that Zach's work life was.  The article about Zach being pregnant had been released about two weeks after Sam and Dean had left LA.  Zach and Caleb had both approved the pictures used and the article itself - Even Jen, while skeptical about publishing it at all, approved that it was a beautifully written piece.  Now, while it *was* true that no one gave flax to Zach about being gay... Well, being gay, pregnant, and married -- That was getting a lot of backlash, even two months later.

The producers and directors of Danger Zone: Red were still supportive of Zach and his goals, but they were seeing a drastic decrease in box-office views because their 'Main Actor' was apparently pregnant during filming, and this was not acceptable.  Zach had to disable and shut-down *all* of his social media accounts because of all of the hate mail, threatening letters, and people graphically mutilating the pictures of him and his family.  It was even a shock to see actual, physical letters being written.  Jen fielded all of those letters though - some were supporters, some were haters, some were downright criminal.

They - Caleb and Jen - had tried warning Zach that going public would be a new sort of hellfire rained down upon them; Zach specifically... but, they could do nothing more than support the man's decision.  And Caleb was doing much more than just supporting the decision now... Zach was in a funk since the hate started pouring in, and Caleb was trying his damnedest not to lose it completely.  For both their sakes.  

After a long day of work, Caleb returned home to a pitch-black and silent home.  It was unusual, especially with a two-year-old running around the house and an over-active dog who thought he was still a puppy sometimes.  Caleb quietly walked through the house, flicking on lights as he went.  By the time he got to the Den, he found Zach, curled up on the couch, tablet in his hand and eyes bloodshot red "Oh Zach..." Caleb sighed, dropping his bag, jacket and keys on the chair, before moving over to his husband and sitting down on the floor in front of him "What's happened now?"