Okay, so here it is! The first chapter of Twelve Years Later! Woo-hoo!
Disclaimer: I only own people that weren't in the original series…See? Short and Sweet. Just like me. Haha. I'm very hyper right now, and I have no idea why.
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"Max, shut up please." Fang said. "I'll be excited for our children no matter how it ends. But this time is different."
"You're right." Max agreed. Fang thanked God that she was on the same page as him. "Because this time I'll end it myself. I'm going to get an abortion."
Okay, so we are not on the same page, Fang thought. "Max, no, you can't do that."
"It's my body Fang; I can do what I want to it." She said confidently. Fang realized she probably had thought through this conversation before he had come in. She probably had every come-back in the book up her sleeve.
Fang didn't know why he was still fighting her on it but he tried. "Max it's my kid!"
"It's mine too! Besides, I'm the one that has to carry it and sacrifice my life for nine months for it!" she yelled.
"We're not having this discussion now." Fang said as he stood up and practically ran out of the room.
After the initial shock of Max's decision died down, Gazzy volunteered to take Angel, Sam, and Nudge home for the night, but since it was after curfew Nudge had to be the one to drive them home. Dr. M, Ella, Iggy, Jeb, and Fang decided to meet with Dr. Snyder. The six of them sat in her large office for a while going over every statistic, outcome and option. It was around two in the morning and they were still there. Jeb had all of Max's and Fang's health files spread out on Dr. Snyder's desk along with the files on both of their mothers.
"This doesn't make sense." Jeb said, sounding like he was finally giving up. "Both Fang's mom and Valencia had very easy pregnancies. There was one little complication during the delivery of Fang though."
"Would that be affecting Max?" Iggy asked.
Jeb shook his head. "Max has had excellent health over the past 26 years. Though we are missing ten years of documentation for Fang, nothing could just come up that we wouldn't notice. You all are 99% immune to all viruses."
"What about that one percent?" Iggy asked.
"You can still get colds and the stomach virus, but even that is unlikely."
"Let's just get back to the matter at hand." Ella commanded.
Dr. Snyder turned to Fang, who was sitting so still and silently he was struggling to remain visible. "We should be asking you about what you want and think is best. You have a 25% chance of this working Fang. A 25% chance of you actually having this baby in the end."
Fang sighed and unleashed all of his inner turmoil. "She knew for two weeks that she was pregnant. She probably knew that she wanted an abortion for one week. She told me that she didn't tell me because she didn't want me to get excited for no reason. But Max really didn't tell me because she didn't want to be stopped.
"Max was planning to tell me the whole story after the surgery. She knew that the worst case scenario would be that we wouldn't sleep together for what – one night? Then I'd just crawl back to her." Fang paused. "God I'm a terrible husband." He said, burying his face in his hands.
"Of course not Fang! We all know that Max can be as stubborn as a bull at times." Ella said.
"Exactly, and that's why I'm going to let her get the abortion."
"Okay no you're a terrible husband." Dr. Martinez said. "Fang, this baby is as much yours as it is Max's. This is the one time in marriage where the husband is allowed to be selfish. I know you want this baby and Max does too. She's just scared of the unknown; it's her nature. With all that she's been through, she is scared of what's going to happen. But she also loves you and knows everything will okay as long as you're around. Max wants something that belongs to her and can not get taken away."
"And I feel the same." Fang nodded.
"Then why are you letting her do it?"
Fang stood in a frustrated manor. "Because I'm scared too! I'm scared that if she has another miscarriage I won't be as lucky and she'll die." Fang took a deep breath. "But having our own baby would be…I don't know."
"There aren't words for it Fang." Ella said as she squeezed his hand.
"We'll pay very close attention the matter. Max will come in once a week for the next six and a half months. I'll issue it as a high – risk pregnancy." Dr. Snyder spoke confidently. "We won't risk Max or your child, Fang."
"The it's decided. The hospital has a policy that prevents her from scheduling any future surgeries that don't pertain to the reason she is here. So the second you get her comfortable at home, you must talk to her. Disconnect all of the phones and the internet if you have to. Just don't let her plan anything." Jeb ordered.
"What are you, my father – in – law?" Fang asked sarcastically.
They all laughed. Fang nodded as he hugged Ella and Dr. M before taking off to go home for a few hours of sleep. But Fang knew he wouldn't sleep a wink from his excitement.
Okay, so that's the prologue. There will be two more and then the real story will start. Alright, so let me know what you think. Next prologue will be pretty exciting.
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