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Yay! Another South Park story! This is my first Mole/Gregory story!
"Pregnant! How is this possible?" Gregory exclaimed after the doctor had announced the news to him.
"Yes, you are pregnant. How? We don't know. You do have a uterus because you told me before that you had periods," The doctor replied.
The blond man looked absolutely terrified as he stared at the old man.
"We can try to find a way to abort the child if that's what you'd like."
"No, no, I really don't want to do that."
The doctor set next to Gregory on the bed in the doctor's office, "Do you know what you're going to do, Gregory?"
"I am going to tell Christophe, if that's what you mean."
"All right then, I'm going to write you a prescription for some vitamins to help baby."
"Thank you, sir. Do you mind if I use the restroom?"
"Go on right ahead."
The British blond scampered off to the bathroom. After he locked the door, he slid down the wood of the door. He felt tears burning his eyes. He didn't want this to be happening; he'd never planned this to happen.
He reached a gloved-hand into his pocket to retrieve his silver cell phone. He flipped it open and quickly dialed a familiar number. He waited for the familiar voice to answer while choking on breaths and sobbing.
"Hello?"
"Christophe…" Gregory choked.
The Frenchman sighed, "What ees eet, Gregoree?"
"Are you almost done on your mission?"
"By tonight I should be, why?"
"I have to tell you something," The blond gasped for breath. Tears streamed down his cheeks.
"Are you crying, mon amour?"
"Don't worry about it, you'll understand tonight."
"Why don't you just tell me what ze problem ees?"
"I don't feel comfortable telling you on the phone."
Christophe sighed once more, "All right, ees that all you had to zay?"
"Yes, in fact it was."
"Je t'aime."
"I love you too."
"Good-bye, Gregory."
"Bye," The blond silently shut his phone. He slipped it back in his pocket.
He buried his head in his hands, murmuring, "I can't do this; I can't."
"Mr. Thorne, I have your prescription ready at the desk when you're ready to leave," The doctor's voice called from outside the restroom.
"Thank you, sir," Gregory replied.
He quietly stood up off of the tiled-floor. He smoothed out his clothes to make sure he was presentable. He turned around, opened the door, and walked out.
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