Chapter 2
I woke up to Gibbs standing over me, looking concerned. He smiled at her. I sat up and noticed I was on the floor. Ducky stood a few feet away and when he noticed I was awake, he stepped forward and knelt beside me.
"You should rest." He said.
"I'm fine." I said. I stood.
"You should at least go get checked out by a doctor." Ducky said.
"You are a doctor Duck. I'm fine. Time to get back to work." I said. I turned and walked towards my lab. Gibbs raced after me and grabbed my arm.
"Duck's right, Abs, you need to go to a doctor. You've never passed out here." He said.
"I'm fine Gibbs. I'll go and see someone later."
"I'm taking you to my doctor now." He said. He grabbed my hand and dragged me towards the elevator. I tried to shake him loose, but he gripped tighter. I sighed and let him lead me.
I sat in on a bed, as the doctor took my vitals. The blood pressure cuff had been the last thing to do.
"I'm fine aren't I doc?" I asked, as he took the cuff off. He nodded and I looked at Gibbs, "See I told you so. Can we go back to work now?"
"There is one more thing, but I think we need to chat privately," The doctor said. I glanced at Gibbs, and he was as puzzled as I was, but he took the hint, and left the room, "Abigail. I need you to take one more test for me." He said.
"Which is what?" I asked.
"Pregnancy. You said that you had been throwing up, not wanting to eat food, and now you pass out. I think you could be pregnant." I stared at him in disbelief. He gave me a pregnancy test from the shelf behind him and he pointed me to a bathroom.
I went in there and peed on the little stick. When I gave it to him, I feared that he may be right. We waited a minute and he looked at me.
"Congratulations, you're pregnant." He smiled at me. I felt sick again, and I raced into the bathroom again. I flung the seat open and threw up. I couldn't believe I was pregnant, but I had no emotion. I was numb. I flushed the toilet, washed my hands and went back into his office.
"Thanks doc. I'll pay and go then." I smiled thinly back at him. I left his office and payed at reception. He had given me the pregnancy test in a snap lock bag and I had put it in my bag. Gibbs came and stood next to me.
"You OK?" He asked. I didn't answer, "Abs?"
"Later." I said. We left the doc's and sat in the car. Gibbs didn't start the engine.
"Well?" He pushed a bit. I opened my bag and gave him the test. I couldn't bring myself to say it. Pregnant. I'm pregnant. I'm going to be a mother, "Congratulations Abs," He said. I stared at the dash board, "You're happy aren't you?"
I nodded, "Um, well, yeah, I think so. It hasn't sunk in yet. I think it's a good thing." I said, rubbing my stomach. I couldn't see a bump yet. I wasn't far along. I hadn't asked, and I didn't want to know at the moment. I was just trying to get my head around it.