"Ravi!" She yelled, rushing down the stairs into the morgue and into his office. He was perusing the office computer. Her small frame began to pace the floor. Ravi could not be bothered to look up from the research he was performing onscreen.
"You know Liv, I expected less drama from our sweet 80 year old lady that loved bingo and Parcheesi. You have called here no less than 15 times, but I didn't answer because I was busy with the cop murder. You know Clive has been on my ass about that. I have been…" His voice trailed as he looked up to meet her bewildered eyes as he noticed her pacing. This did not seem to be about the corpse. Standing from his chair, he walked around the desk and loomed near her. "What's going on?"
"I don't know, exactly" She started and quickly sat down on his couch. He followed.
"Well there must be something. You tore in here like solved the murder." He paused and watched her. "Wait, did you have another vision? Was it her grandson?"
"No! Ravi stop." He placed his index finger in front of his lips and bobbed his head.
"Look! A piece of my hair turned brown. Like my original hair color" She grasped at Ravi's hand and placed it in her hair. He followed through reluctantly. Inspecting the clump of hair in question, he leaned back to gaze at her. "Strange. You don't look different otherwise. Still pasty and very much dead." He smirked. "By the way, If you're going to dye your hair in the future, I suggest you buy the whole bottle." Liv shoved his chest and fled the office to the morgue main room, jumping up onto one of the empty tables.
"Check my vitals. Something is different, I can feel it."
Ravi emerged from the office with the blood pressure cuff shaking his head. "Liv, nothing has changed. Unless you've invented an antidote I am not aware of, we've come up empty with our rat trials." He fastened the blood pressure cuff around her arm and began to attempt a reading. As usual, there was no heartbeat to be found. "What else is different?" With his stethoscope in his ears, he instructed her to lay down and placed it over her chest.
She wriggled to get comfortable on the hard steel table. "I began craving specific brains. Like, teenage brains. I had never had that before. I was a one size fits all kind of zombie, obviously"
Ravi continued to move the stethoscope around her chest in an attempt to hear something. As he moved the bell down the middle of her chest, it took him by surprise to hear a faint tick. Liv watched him as he narrowed his eyes in confusion.
"What?" She questioned and surveyed his face for an answer.
"Hold on" He held his finger up to silence her and moved the stethoscope bell to find the source of the noise. She lifted her head to watch him as he dropped the bell to her abdomen.
"You're not going to hear the brain talk Ravi" She tittered. "I ate the rest of her a couple of hours ago."
He gestured again in an attempt to silence her and continued to listen, this time his face as serious as she had ever seen it. She propped herself up on her elbows and pushed the stethoscope away. "Ravi, you're freaking me out?"
"Liv…" He back away from her slowly, his face looking in disbelief and found a seat on a nearby stool. Pulling the stethoscope from his ears, he strangulated it between his hands as he continued to speak. "I heard a heartbeat."
Liv began to rise from the table and pulled herself into a sitting position. "Ravi, don't mess with me."
"I'm not" He rubbed his beard, scoffing to himself. "Liv, I think you're pregnant."