Disclaimer: I do not own The Big Bang Theory whatsoever.
Author's Note: This is a 'what if' story I thought of about that episode. The story is written in Penny's POV for the most part. I don't know if it will change or not. Let me know if Penny and everyone else is in character. I don't want to reveal who will end up together whether it'd be Penny/Leonard or Penny/Raj. I like to have a love triangle first. Just hang on and keep reading to find out who Penny will end up with. ;)
Just another day at the crappy workplace called the Cheesecake Factory. Ugh. I can't wait until I'm out of here. When I finally get noticed and be a famous star. Who knows? I might even be in a movie or have my own TV Show. Also, I might win an Oscar.
Those are only dreams because I am nothing but a waitress. My name isn't on the Walk of Fame.
It's around five in the evening and we're swamped with people. They're here for dinner. This place usually calms down around seven. Thank god that the guys don't come over here today. It's not on Sheldon's calendar to come here today on Monday. Do they even come here on a Wednesday or is it a Monday? I feel so busy that I can't even think straight.
After waiting for more than five tables, I got one of the bills. I saw the lousy one dollar tip I received and groan. I can't be that bad of a waitress. Can I? I cleared the table anyway and gave the dishes to the bus boy. I served another table and ordered their drinks. When I gave it to them, I felt sick to my stomach.
Oh, god. Don't tell me I have to puke again. I've been doing that for a couple of days lately. Maybe this food is finally getting to me. I try to hold it in and gave them their drinks and order.
By the time it was six thirty, I knew I can't keep waiting on tables until my shift was over. I look over to Bernadette.
"Can you take over? I feel like I'm going to vomit all over the place."
She looked at me and was in shock. "You look so pale and sickly. What's wrong?"
"I don't know. Maybe I have this stomach bug."
"Sure, Penny."
"Thanks." Honestly, I felt so grateful.
I talked to the manager if I could go home. Thankfully, he understood. Maybe I looked more sick than I thought. In the kitchen, I can barely make it out of the door and puked in the garbage can. I ignore the other's outrage of disgust.
It was a miracle that I made it home. After puking more of my guts out, I took a nap to sleep it off. Later, I was relieved to find out I still have another can of ginger ale left to soothe my stomach. I opened it and took a sip. I made alphabet soup quickly even though I don't want to eat anything. A hangover doesn't compare to what I'm feeling right now.
What is wrong with me? I thought.
It can't just be a sickness. There are other changes I've noticed with my body. My breasts are sensitive, I have bizarre food cravings, and I'm tired all the time. Not to mention the horrible puking.
Suddenly, I think of something what could make me be this way. I tried to remember when my last period was and I took out my phone to look at the date for today. The last time I had my period was on schedule, but now, I think I missed it.
Oh, crap.
Could I be pregnant?
God, I hope not.
Who would the father be? Who was the last guy I slept with?
Raj.
As crazy as it sounds, I know he is the father. I haven't slept with Leonard since we broke up. And after the Raj incident, I hated myself about that and I used drinking to comfort me. I wasn't with any other guy for a long time after him.
It is Rajesh Koothrapali. The astrophysicist who can't even speak to women.
However, we did sleep together, but because we were drunk and I deeply regretted it. Now, he's going to be a father.
We're going to be parents!
Okay, Penny. Don't freak out about it right now. You don't even know that you're pregnant. You haven't even taken a pregnancy test.
That'll be something I have to do.
On a Wednesday after work, I went to the drugstore and bought a couple of tests. I would use them at home. I entered into the apartment building and I would have to walk these godforsaken flight of stairs.
When will they start to fix that damn elevator?
While I was on the second floor, I saw the guys coming down. We stopped and I knew they wanted to talk to me. They're nice and great guys and I don't deserve any of them. They may be super nerdy and weird, but they're best friends. I just don't want to talk to any of them right now. Especially, Leonard. And I can't look at Raj straight in the face. I'm glad they're still best friends. I'd hate it if they weren't because of me.
"Hey, guys." I said, trying to be my usual self.
"Hey, Penny," Leonard greeted me. "We're about to go to the comic book store. Do you want to come with us?"
I gave them a look. "Do you even know me?"
"You're right," Leonard said and he knew better. I've been around them for so long that they think I'm one of the guys. "What are you doing tonight? Any plans?"
Yeah. I have plans alright. I'm about to pee on a stick that will tell me if I'm knocked up or not.
"Nothing much. Just a relaxing day." I said the lie.
It's sounds even sadder when I say it. My manager didn't get me new gigs yet. If I am pregnant, how will I be able to achieve my dream to be a famous actress?
My life will be ruined. So will Raj's.
"Well, have fun with whatever you're doing."
Oh, yeah. I'm going to have a blast. To find out if I'm pregnant is not my idea of fun.
"Thanks, Leonard." I said and continue to walk up these thousand flight of stairs to my apartment.
I opened the door and closed behind me and was ready to get to work. I drank gallons of water so I can pee. At the round of my fifth cup of water, I can feel that I had to finally pee and hurried to the bathroom with the two pregnancy sticks I bought at CVS.
I tried to go to the bathroom a couple of times before to force myself, but I never had to. Now, I feel like I need to go and I peed on one of the sticks.
After I was done, I waited for five to ten minutes like the box said. I paced on the bathroom floor and I couldn't believe I was doing this. I have never been this scared to take a pregnancy test before.
Sure I did take one a lot of times and when I was dating Leonard. Back then when I was dating him, I thought I was pregnant. I was scared and nervous, but I knew I loved him and he loved me and it would be okay. I only kept the first ever pregnancy test because I'm sentimental like that I guess. I learned it wouldn't be so bad to have Leonard's kid. It sort of felt like a loss that I wasn't.
Now this time, it's a totally different story. I'm pregnant and I slept with a guy I didn't mean to. I never regretted something so much before.
After some minutes passed, I decided to check what the results were. Call it my fate. I looked at both of them and I was utterly horrified.
I'm pregnant.
Both of them said I am pregnant.
I was too in shock and I felt tears coming out of my eyes. Great! How can I be pregnant? Don't answer that.
Raj and I should never gotten drunk and had sex. We only did because we were hurt and lonely. I was upset about Leonard dating his sister, Priya. That little Indian told me he used protection! Well, it looked like it broke. Just my luck, right?
I can't tell Raj just yet. I'll have to go to the doctors for the official confirmation. I'm hoping these tests were faulty.
The news about me pregnant will not go over very well. I can see it now. His parents are very traditional and would hate it that they'll find out their son was with an American white girl and knocked up with their half Indian grandchild. Priya and I barely like each other and she'll have to be an aunt.
As for Leonard...ugh. I don't even want to think about that.
The doctors was the second thing I have to do. So I made the appointment and will go the following Thursday after work.
When it was the day of my appointment, I'm ready to go. I don't want to and would rather eat pizza with the guys and pretend I'm not pregnant at all, but I can't. I feel annoyed and irritable. The guys have noticed the changes with my mood. Sheldon would always wave it off as that I'm on my period. The nerve of him...
I snapped them off saying that I can't make it to eat their pizza and that I was busy and have a life of my own. They were taken aback by that, but I didn't care. It's a good thing Raj can't talk to me right now. I don't think I can take it.
As I left their apartment, I heard Howard asking. "What's her problem?"
I ignored him and went to the doctors. When it was my turn to go into the room, I followed one of the assistances. The doctor's name was Melanie Fisher.
Eventually, she arrived and was very friendly to me. A woman in her middle fifties with short golden blonde hair. She's the same height as me and wears glasses. We started to go over everything and she ran tests to see if I'm really having a baby.
"Congratulations. You're pregnant," Dr. Fisher said and she beamed at me. I can't be happy about this. She realizes that when she saw my face fallen. "I take it that's not what you wanted to hear?"
"No. It's not." I said quietly, shaking my head. I tried not to cry again.
"Do you want to keep the baby?" She asked nicely with no judgments at all. "There are other options such as adoption and abortion."
Could I abort the baby? As much as I don't want to be a mother or have a kid right now, I don't think I can abort. It's just the wrong time and the wrong guy to have as a father of my baby. Maybe I can put it up for adoption? How can I have help to raise the baby with Raj when he can't even speak to me? I don't want to have him drinking alcohol or drunk all the time?
"I'll do adoption." I answered.
Dr. Fisher gave me literature to read about adoption that were pamphlets. She explained to me what I can do and how the process works.
The baby will have a better life. Raj and I are incapable of being parents. I don't want to face any backlash if I had announced to everyone that I am pregnant. This is the right thing to do. Isn't it?
