JT and Liberty decided to keep their baby. What do they do when their families won't help and their child is sick? Please R&R
Disclaimer:I do not own Degrassi or its character.
Chapter One
JT and Liberty were in Ms Sauvé's Office. "Liberty you need to make a doctors' appointment. At this point the health of the baby is paramount. So who knows?" she asked.
"Only my brother and Toby," Liberty said, looking down at her growing belly.
"Not your parents? Liberty you're six months pregnant," Ms. Sauvé chastised her.
"I know Ms. Sauvé, but my father…there's no way I can tell him," Liberty said shaking her head, her face going pale.
"So you've just been hiding it? Well let's talk about options. It's a little late in the game for an abortion, so I assume that's off the table?" Ms. Sauvé looked down at Liberty's stomach gesturing towards it.
"Absolutely, I want to carry this baby to term, but afterwards..." Liberty said with her hand on her stomach.
"Liberty there is no afterwards, okay?" JT said, looking at Liberty then back towards Ms. Sauvé, "What about adoption?" he asked.
"I can refer you to an agency." Ms. Sauvé said to JT as she ruffled through some papers.
"Yes that's perfect. We're in," JT said, leaning forward in his seat.
"We? JT you broke up with me," Liberty reminded him.
"Yeah, but I'm still the father. If you decide to keep this baby then it becomes my problem too," JT said, looking back towards Liberty.
"So, do you want me to refer you to an adoption agency or not?" Ms. Sauvé asked them.
"Yes!" JT said, looking at Liberty.
"No!" Liberty said, looking very hurt by JTs reaction. She stood up and started towards the door.
"Sounds like you have a problem," Ms. Sauvé said, looking at the both of them.
"Yeah, we do," Liberty said, opening the door and exiting the office both hurt and angry.
Later that day
"Doctor Cooper's Office. This is Angela, how may I help you?" the receptionist at the doctor's office answered through the phone.
"Hi, this is Liberty Van Zandt. I was given this number from my counselor. I need to make an emergency appointment," Liberty said through the phone.
"What seems to be the emergency Ms. Van Zandt?" the receptionist asked politely.
"Well I am pregnant," Liberty said.
"Is there something wrong?" the receptionist asked with concern.
"I don't know, I am six months pregnant and I have never seen a doctor."
"Oh my!" the receptionist exclaimed. "Well let me see," a few moments past, "Well I can get you in this afternoon at three o'clock."
"That is fine," Liberty said sadly in the phone. JTs reaction was really getting to her.
"Alright, I will see you then, come about fifteen minutes early so you can fill out some paper work"
"Ok."
"Goodbye," the receptionist said, still polite.
"Goodbye," Liberty said, hitting the end button on her phone just as she saw JT go to his locker down the hall. Liberty walked up to him as he went to grab his book out.
"I have a doctor's appointment at three o'clock. You can come, if you want to see how the baby you don't want is doing."
"Liberty," JT began.
"Do you want to come or not JT?" Liberty cut him off.
"Yes," He said with a sigh, "I'll drive you."
"Ok, I will meet you at your car after school. We have to be there fifteen minutes early," she told him, and with that she walked away.
Liberty was standing outside of JT's car when school ended. The car ride was silent except for the occasional "turn left" or "keep straight" as Liberty guided JT to the doctor's office.
When they got into the office they were greeted by the polite young receptionist Liberty had spoken to on the phone. She had short dark brown hair that fell perfectly around her oval face with peach colored skin, and dark green eyes. She was short and wore a conservative black skirt with a pink top, and white sweater. She handed Liberty papers that asked about her health and the wait.
"Ms. Van Zandt," a nurse called from a door that led to a hall. Liberty stood with JT at her side.
"Hello Ms. Zandt. I am Nurse Scott," she said with her hand reached out. Liberty shook her hand.
"Hi, I am Liberty and this is JT Yorke," she said, releasing her hand.
"Hello Mr. Yorke," she said, shaking his hand.
"Follow me," she said, and proceeded down the hallway showing them to a room.
"Make yourself comfortable. Dr. Cooper will be in, in a moment," she said, leaving the room. They sat in silence and a few minutes later Dr. Cooper entered the room followed by Nurse Scott. He looked to be in his early forties. He was six feet tall with black hair, fair white skin, and blue eyes.
"Hello Ms. Van Zandt I am Dr. Cooper," he said, shaking her hand.
He turned to JT to shake his hand, "And you must be the father."
"JT Yorke," he said in response.
"Ok, Ms. Van Zandt lay back. We are going to take a look at the baby," he instructed.
Liberty complied lying back and lifting her shirt up to expose her pregnant belly.
"Ok this is going to be a little cold," Dr. Cooper said as he poured some jelly substance on her stomach.
"How does he or she look?" Liberty asked JT, looking a little worried.
"I don't know. I can't tell what anything is," JT said, looking at the monitor.
"This is the head," Dr. Cooper pointed out on the monitor, "and that is the baby's heart."
"It, it looks real," JT said full of emotion looking over at Liberty.
Liberty walked out of the office after her exam. She walked slowly past the receptionist who says "Goodbye" politely.
"Passed with flying colors. Like mother, like offspring," JT said very happy.
"They'll be happy to hear that at the adoption agency," she said sadly.
"Really? You sure?" JT said, turning to her and they both stopped walking.
"No, I don't want to give our baby up, but you do obviously," she said, looking at him as she fought back tears.
"Liberty it's not that easy. We have lives ahead of us. School and jobs," he began thinking about all the things they would miss.
"So? We can do it, all of it. I know it," she said as she kissed his cheek.
"What was that for?" he asked.
"Because you needed it. Look I love you JT and whatever you want to do, I'm fine with it," Liberty said, not really sure if she meant it.
JT paused for a moment and he could see the heartbeat of his baby on the monitor. He started to think of all the things he would miss in that child's life. At that moment he came to a decision.
"Let's keep this baby," he said with a big smile on his face.