A/N: The Next chapter! yay!

Thanks to Rachel (soar on the wind) and Julie for helping me edit and revise! Much love!

Chapter 2

Dry Heave

It had been a couple of days since I told Bleeker I was gonna pop out a mini-us, and today was our first ultrasound. I think Bleek was still in shock recovery mode when we pulled up to the doctor's office.

"Juno MacGuff?" Do we have a… Juno?" The receptionist called while taking a curious 'this-isn't-her-name-kind of look. No one ever believes it's my real name.

"Right here lady" I replied while standing up off the uncomfortable metal chair. Geez, you'd think a doctor's office for PREGNANT WOMEN, would have sprung for comfier chairs.

"Hello. Follow me." The receptionist said, her voice flat and monotone. She enjoys her job, doesn't she?

We inched our way in, 'our' being Leah, Bleeker, and myself, and I sat down on a chair that looked like, if it wanted to, could swallow me whole. Bleeker and Leah sat down on the chairs next to the mammoth. Leah was her usual bubbly self, but Bleeker just sat their, frozen waiting for this to be over.

"The technician will be in here in a few minutes," She said with gloom and left into the hallway.

"So Juno," Leah began "Are you and Bleeker excited?" She had way too much enthusiasm to be sitting on a cold unholy looking chair.

"I don't know, how excited can you really be when you feel like you're gonna throw up any second, and soon none of my clothes will fit, so you tell me how excited I should be," I know that sounded like I was mad, but really, it didn't come out like that.

"Paulie? Paulie, are you okay?" Leah asked Bleek.

"I… I just- I'm gonna puke,"

"GRAB THE BUCKET!"

"Boy, don't I know what you mean,"

Leah handed Bleeker a mini trashcan, while I reminisced about the tile on the bathroom floor I had come to love during my daily trips to throw up in the toilet. Then Bleeker did throw up, right smack dab in the trashcan.

"You okay Bleek?"

"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine now," He said, not convincingly, while he eyed the door as it opened and in walked a doctor.

"Juno… MacGuff?"

I rolled my eyes. "Yes,"

"Well then, why don't you lie back in the chair and we'll take a look,"

I laid back in the "chair," if you could call it that, and watched as she squirted some blue goop on my stomach. Then she rolled this thing around my flat skin and an image of a little peanut- wait. There was two little peanuts?

"Um… does the baby have two heads or something? Cause if it doesn't then…" My voice trailed off as Leah and Bleeker became very intrigued.

"Yeah, does our baby have two heads?!" Bleeker asked with his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

"No… it looks like there are two babies,"

Leah was practically bouncing off her chair; Bleek on the other hand looked about ready to dry heave.

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