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A Piece of Him

Chapter 3

January 25, 1919

Paris, France

Two days after Diana's dizzy spell she was placing a few final objects in her small room. She was pleased with herself that she had found a place for each of her belongings, though they weren't many. It was only eight in the morning, plenty of time to sit down, relax, have a cup of tea, and maybe start looking for a job in the area that might be hiring women. Heading to the sink with a kettle, she turned on the faucet and watched the flow of water, making sure it didn't get too filled up. Turning off the faucet, she was surprised to hear a knock on the door. Who could that possibly be? With an audible sigh, she set the kettle down on her counter and headed to the door. Opening the white painted door, she was only half surprised when she saw the familiar figure of Chief. "Hello, Chief," she sighed while placing her head lazily on the doorframe.

"Nice to see you as well," he teased.

Diana moved to the side and he walked past her.

"I'm glad to see you up and dressed," Chief said with a grin. "I was worried I would have to pull you out of bed. Come on we should get going."

Diana stared at him in confusion. He didn't notice her though while he grabbed her boots and placed her fur cloak on one of the four chairs. "Chief," she said, trying to get his attention. She got no response. "Chief!"

"What, Diana?" Chief asked, surprisingly calm.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm getting your stuff for you to go outside in the snow."

"I could gather that. Why are you in my apartment?"

"We are going to go see Doctor Petit," Chief explained simply.

"Oh! This about me going to the doctor again. I fail to see how I need to see a healer when I no longer feel poorly," Diana replied with a scowl.

"Diana," Chief sighed. "You promised you would go see a doctor to see what was wrong."

"That was when I wasn't feeling fine. I'm in perfect health."

"Diana."

"Chief, I am fine. I swear. No more dizzy spells."

"Diana."

"What if they can't help me like you think they can?"

"Diana, I think you need to go. How can we be sure you're alright? We don't have training. You need to see someone who knows what they are doing. He went to school for this."

"But I'm a Demigod."

"And I'm just a concerned friend, wanting to make sure that you don't just drop down dead, Diana. I already lost too many friends, and I'm not losing you as well. So please stop fighting me about this."

Nothing was said between them for a while, just Diana looking at him in shock. Chief just looked at her with a sad expression. Looking at him with such sorrow caused her heart to tighten in her chest. Why do I keep pushing them back when they are trying so hard to help me? She asked herself.

"I'm sorry; I've been acting like a child," Diana apologized.

"Diana, I understand your reluctance. However, I feel this is something we must do," Chief replied, holding her calloused hand in his own.

With a nod, she agreed. Next, she pulled out one of her chairs and slipped on her boots and tightened the laces on them. Getting up, she started to place her cloak on her shoulders only for Chief to hold out the piece of cloth and place it upon her. She wasn't used to having so many people help her, but maybe she would have to learn how to accept just a little bit of help.

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Walking down the long streets of Paris, Diana looked around in wonder. The country hadn't completely recovered from the war, but in this city, in her new home, she felt life might be starting to get back to normal for the citizens of Paris, the city of lights. There was a small cart near her house with a middle-aged man with fresh flowers. A little bit down the lane was a small bakery. One of her favorite things to do was to get fresh baked bread and croissants. With a pout, she managed to halt their journey by telling Chief that he needed to try one of the croissants. Instead of telling her no, she was pleasantly astonished when he agreed to stop and get them two each, claiming that he thought she should eat before going to see the doctor. They ate while they continued strolling down the different streets and enjoying the sight of children at play. A small part of her longed for that, a child to call her own. But she knew that it was probably just a fantasy. After all, she had only been with a man once. Once again, her heart sank. Would she ever stop feeling this longing for Steve to be beside her? Sometimes she didn't think it would be right to feel any other way; other times she just wanted to stop feeling the giant hole inside her heart, the hole that she hadn't even realized Steve had filled before he was gone from her life forever. How can someone touch your life in so many ways in such a short while? Why did she feel like she would never have that hole filled ever again? Why did life have to be so confusing?

Just then she got pulled away from her thoughts as Chief gently grabbed her wrist. "Diana, where are you going?" he asked, stopping her. "This is Doctor Petit's office."

Diana felt a blush creep up her neck and inflame her cheeks. "Oh," she said.

Chief offered her a smile as if to tell her it was alright. They both walked into the building. Inside was a plain small hall that only led to steep stairs. Chief saw this and wasn't able to hide his wince before Diana noticed it.

"Why do you look in pain?" she asked in concern.

He looked over at her in bewilderment before he replied, "It's not me I'm worried about."

At first, she could not understand what he meant until she looked over at him and noticed how he eyed the steps. Her mind jumped to when she was dizzy going up the stairs to her apartment.

"I'll be fine, Chief. I can handle a few stairs," she reassured him.

"I'm just worried about you."

"And I appreciate it. But I can manage. If I feel the least bit dizzy, I promise I'll tell you."

He nodded, not looking convinced, but he motioned for her to walk in front of him, making sure he was behind her in case he was needed. Slowly, they went up the stairs. Diana wanted to make sure she didn't further upset Chief and went slower than her normal pace. She was surprised when she reached the top of the stairs and felt winded. When Chief realized that she looked winded, he told her they could stay there while she caught her breath, or they could go in and sit down. Diana chose to stay and catch her breath. "Are you sure you're alright though?" Chief asked.

"I'm fine, I just need to catch my breath," she replied, leaning slightly into the tall Native American.

Finally, she got her breathing back to normal and headed toward the door without a word to Chief. What was on the other side of the door assaulted her with how cruel the world was. There were men without arms or legs and children sitting on chairs, coughing and looking very pale. It wasn't the pain and suffering of the battlefield, but it caused Diana's heart to ache. She noticed one woman with a coughing child staying as far away as she could from one of the men with a missing leg. How can some people be so rude and cruel? She thought as she tried her hardest not to glare at the woman, after all, she had a sick child.

Chief went up to the main desk and placed Diana's name on the schedule as she slowly sat down next to the man with a missing leg; she guessed it had been from the war. The injured man beside her looked surprised at her when instead of her gazing at his deformity she offered him a bright smile. He also noted that she was the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on, not that he'd ever say that to his wife and the mother to their five, soon to be six, children.

"Hello," Diana greeted him.

"Hello," he replied with an awkward half smile as he ran a hand through his dark-brown hair.

"I must admit I'm a little nervous about going in. Do you have any tips on how to calm my nerves?"

"Well gosh I... Well, I normally just take deep breaths. In and out, in and out. My wife says it's the only way she calms down; that and counting to ten."

"Oh, you have a wife?! That's wonderful! Do you two have any children?"

This put a wide grin on the injured soldier face, and he told her about his five children waiting at home and about his wife expecting their sixth, while all the while Diana made oohs and aahs at all the right moments. Her smile widened when his warm eyes brightened and his scarred face lit up with genuine joy. Meanwhile, Chief sat next to her and tried not to make it look like he was watching this whole exchange. He smiled as he noticed the wounded soldier go from looking nervous to looking much more comfortable around the attractive Amazon.

"My name is Diana Prince," she introduced herself, holding out a hand to him.

"Clement Garcia," he replied, shaking her hand.

Just then a nurse, in white and red uniform, came out into the room with a clipboard. She scanned the room and announced, "Garcia, Clement!"

He looked nervous about being called but smiled when he looked down at Diana and she offered him a reassuring smile. "Well, it was very nice meeting you, Clement. I hope we see each other again. I'd love to meet your family," Diana remarked.

"Thanks. It was great meeting you too. Yeah maybe… I'm sure my wife would love to meet you," he said as he fumbled over his words and picked up his hat from the chair beside him.

He walked towards the nurse but waved to Diana before following the nurse down the hallway.

Just then Chief sat down in the seat that the wounded soldier had just vacated. "That was very nice how you treated that soldier," he commented.

"I don't know what you are referring to," she said with a smirk.

"Oh really? I think you do. I'm sure he appreciated that you didn't act strangely around him but was just friendly."

"I thought someone should show him some kindness, and I hope I managed to get his mind off his troubles for a while," Diana explained.

"Well it was very generous of you," Chief replied with a grin.

What felt like hours passed as Diana sat in the waiting room. She talked about a few different things with Chief but couldn't seem to focus on any one topic. Did she even really need to be here? Looking around at the injured men and ill children, she couldn't help but feel that she was going to waste the doctor's time; they needed him more than she did. But you promised Chief, she reminded herself. And if anything is wrong shouldn't you find out? The only good thing about being the last person in the waiting room was that she knew that he had seen all the other patients that required him more first; the dreadful thing was that her mind jumped to what could be wrong with her. Could I have an odd illness that the doctor hadn't seen before? Or worse could I just be here wasting his time? Was I having dizzy spells because of the trauma of the war? Was I just overtired? Oh, why couldn't I just go to a healer in Themiscyra? Stop acting like a child Diana, she berated herself. What would my mother say if she saw me acting this way? With that brought another thought. Would my mother know what was wrong with me? Was losing Steve the reason I wasn't feeling right? Was I just grieving? Is that why it had been two months since I had my menstrual cycle? She remembered one of the books she had read saying that you may skip your menstrual if you were emotionally stressed.

Just then a young woman came into the room and was looking around nervously, she made her way to the clipboard and then sat herself down in the chair next to Diana and started wringing her hands. Diana watched her closely as she flickered her eyes back and forth from the door the young woman had just walked through and the door that leads out into the hallway. The young lady had sweat that rolled down her forehead and cheek. Diana wondered what was causing her such nerves.

"Hello," Diana greeted her gently.

"Oh," the young lady started. "Oh, hello," she replied with a forced smile.

"Hey, are you okay?" Diana asked innocently.

"Well I'm at the doctor's, aren't I?" the young woman remarked with a small humorless chuckle.

"Yes, but… But I was wondering if there was anything I could do?"

"No… but thank you though. You are most kind, Miss?"

"Oh, Prince, Diana Prince," Diana offered a smile and her hand.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Prince. My name is Renee Moreau."

"Pleasure to meet you," Diana said with a grin.

Suddenly she heard the door being opened and she saw the nurse holding the clipboard in her hands and the man who had been the last to go in, walk past her. Diana gulped as she looked in the nurse's direction. Zeus, why was she so nervous she is only a mere mortal. One that might have a scowling duel with my aunt, she thought silently.

"Prince, Diana!" the nurse declared.

With another gulp, Diana sat up and watched as Chief rose beside her. "I'll be fine," she reassured him with a forced smile.

"Are you sure?" he asked her concerned.

"Yes, I'll see you when I'm finished," she replied.

"Good luck," Renee said.

"Thanks, you too," Diana replied with a smile.

Then she found herself following the stern nurse down the hallway; the nurse didn't say a thing, and Diana wished that she had the younger more cheerful nurse to follow, but it seemed that that nurse had left around lunchtime. The hallway was white and smelled like a few cleaners. Diana couldn't tell which ones because their scent was foreign to her, but she knew it must be a cleaner that this healer favored. Doctor, she reminded herself, that was what they called them here. Finally, they reached another door and the nurse showed her into the room where a short, dark blonde and the intense-eyed doctor sat at a desk with a clipboard in one hand. He was gazing intently at it, but he must have heard the door because his dark eyes flickered up from his notes and he offered Diana a genuinely pleased smile and offered her the chair across from him with a gesture of his hand.

"That will be all thank you, Miss Durand," he said to the nurse.

"Yes, Doctor Petit," Nurse Durand replied with a nod and headed out the door.

The doctor waited for the nurse to leave before glancing down at his notes once more. Looking up at her he said, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting so long. As you can see I'm a very busy man."

"Yes, thank you for seeing me, Doctor Petit," Diana responded.

"So, what seems to be the problem, Miss Prince?"

"Well, I've been feeling rather restless. I sleep a lot of hours at night, and I wake up sometimes feeling like I've hardly gotten any sleep at all. Just a few days ago I had a dizzy spell on the steps up to my new apartment. I was moving furniture, and suddenly it felt like the room was spinning. I've never experienced that before. And just when I was coming up the stairs to your waiting room today I felt out of breath," Diana explained.

"How long has it been since you started having these problems?" the doctor asked.

"A month I suppose; well with the restlessness. The dizziness and windedness started recently."

The doctor nodded his head and then checked her blood pressure and listened to her heart. He did a full body examination. Diana could see the wheels turning fast inside his head, "Well, your heart sounds like it is working perfectly and your blood pressure is in no way out of the usual, Miss Prince. Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?"

"That's fine."

"How is your diet? Have you been eating regular meals? Did you eat well a few days ago when you had that dizzy spell?"

"That is another thing; I've been eating more than I used to, now that I think of it. And I had a good-sized breakfast before we left the day I was moving into my apartment."

"Any other irregulars?"

"We…" Diana started.

"Miss Prince, please, I'm your doctor, nothing you say will leave this room," Doctor Petit assured her.

"Well, I haven't had my menstrual for two months now. I read somewhere that this can be caused by stress."

"You haven't had your menstrual in two months? Are you sure? No spotting, not even a little?"

Diana shook her head. "No, sir. It's very odd. Mine are normally very unvarying, but I suppose the war might have caused me some stress."

"Miss Prince… I need to ask you. I'm afraid I need for you to answer a personal question," he fumbled. "But um, have you had any marital relations with anyone?"

Diana eyes widened a little at the direct question."Um..."

"Miss Prince, please; I don't mean to offend, but I need to know if you have."

"Well... I was with a man. Yes, I was with a man about two months ago," Diana replied, feeling strangely exposed. "But it was only once."

"Sometimes that is all it takes, Miss Prince. Now, I don't mean to pry, but what happened to this man?"

"He died in the war."

"I'm sorry to hear that. Am I right in assuming that this man was a soldier?"

"Yes, he was. He was a Captain actually," Diana explained.

"I'm sorry to bring up a sad subject. I got off topic in a way," he answered. Taking a deep breath before saying, with a serious face, "Miss Prince, I think that you might be pregnant."

Diana's eyes became saucers. What?! But how could that… What? How? She and Steve only made love once. 'Sometimes that is all it takes, Miss Prince,' the doctor's voice echoed in her mind.

"The symptoms all point in that direction, Miss Prince. We can't know for sure until you've seen a Midwife, but I'm guessing that you are with child."

Diana stared at him in shock. She felt her heart rate increase, and she felt both happiness and sadness all at once. How could she not have seen this? Had she been that blind? What would Steve think? Then, she remembered that he wouldn't ever find out, and she felt her heart sink further into her chest.

"It seems I have shocked you, Miss Prince."

"How long will it be before I know for sure?" Diana asked after moments of complete silence.

"Well, I'm sure you could see a Midwife, and she would be able to tell for certain, but I'm sure that you are. I know a wonderful Midwife that I think would work for you. You don't live far from here do you, Miss Prince?"

"It was a short walk to here from my apartment," Diana replied.

"Great! I know just the woman. She lives very close only another block over from here," he said handing her a piece of paper with an address and a name. The name was Sophia Morel.

"Thank you," Diana answered, still in a daze.

"Miss Prince, do you need me to call someone to take you home?" he asked in concern, looking at her face closely. "You look pale."

"I'm fine," Diana said, much too quickly. "I have Chief outside waiting for me."

"Well, I'm sure he'll make sure you get home safe. I'm sorry if this is distressing you, Miss Prince," he said kindly.

"What am I going to do?" Diana whispered, more to herself than to him.

"I am not sure, Miss Prince. But, you seem like a strong woman. I'm sure you'll rally. Do you know if the father had any family that you might contact?"

"No, his friends have told me that he was the only one left from..left from his family," Diana fumbled.

"I'm sorry, Miss Prince. I wish there was something I could say."

"No, you've been wonderful, Doctor Petit. This has just; this has just shocked me is all. It will pass. Thank you again for seeing me," she said, rising from her seat.

Without another word between the two, he bowed his head to her as she headed out the door. Had he told her that she could go? Did she even care if he had? Why was she feeling like she was swimming in the ocean? Swimming like when she had first saved Steve. Tears blurred her vision as she made her way down the hallway on her own. Opening the door, she noticed Chief sitting in his seat looking impatiently at the exit door. What was he going to think? What was he going to say? What were they all going to say? Would they be happy or sad, overjoyed or ashamed of her? She was after all an unmarried woman. Would they even care?

He looked up at her then, breaking her from her thoughts. His face spoke volumes of concern, and she could swear she could see how hard it was for him not to rush to her side and make sure she was alright. Instead, he stood there waiting till Diana reached him.

"So, what did Doctor Petit say?" he asked. Looking as if he was bracing himself for the worst.

"He said that I'm going to have a baby."