Here is third chapter, I do not own anything.

"Rose! Are you ok?"

Lucy's voice raced up the corridor behind me as I ran for the staff toilets. I was, all of a sudden, feeling nauseous and I didn't know why. Maybe I had food poisoning; maybe the banana I had eaten this morning had something wrong with it. Maybe I had caught the stomach bug from that patient yesterday, but the symptoms were all wrong. Tim (the patient) had had a constant fever for three consecutive days before he started throwing up.

There were a million reasons for why I could be nauseous, but the bigger concern was that I would have to go on sick leave on my second day at work. It would not go down well with anyone. I could not afford to have sick leave now, but I could not threaten the health of my patients either.

"Rose?" Lucy had followed me into the ladies toilets "Rose, what's wrong? Where are you? Oh." at this point in time I was crouched over the toilet bowl throwing up my breakfast.

When I emerged from the toilet cubical Lucy was leaning against the counter with a concerned but critical look on her face. "How are you feeling?"

I had to think about this, the nausea had come as quickly as it had left, and now I was feeling normal again. "Sorry about that, I don't know what that was. I was just feeling nauseous all of a sudden, but I am fine now." My attempt to reassure her failed.

Lucy laughed light heartedly. "Sure you are, but we better get you checked out before anyone else catches your disease."

Lucy and I walked down the corridor to the clinic where she checked my temperature. "Huh! Completely normal, that is so strange. Do you know what brought this on?"

"I have absolutely no idea, I haven't been sick, I haven't had a fever, I haven't taken any medication, I don't think I have eaten anything bad." I was ticking them off on my finger as I went.

"You couldn't be pregnant could you?" she suggested this in quite a sceptical way.

That brought me up short, I hadn't thought of that. But I couldn't be pregnant! That would be impossible! The last person I had a relationship with was Dr Sheppard and we had been very careful.

"I highly doubt it. That is nearly impossible!"

"Well, I am out off idea's, I am going to see if I can find doctor Cullen, Maybe he will know what is wrong with you."

Lucy left me alone in the clinic which gave me time to think. I couldn't be pregnant could I? I really didn't want to think about that. It just could not be. It would be some sort of sick joke, all I wanted to do was escape that former life and all was getting were crewel little reminders. I laughed to myself, next thing you know; Dr Sheppard would be turning up just to tease me. All I wanted was to move on!

"Alright rose, Lucy said you were feeling nauseous?" Dr Cullen said as he walked into the clinic. I felt the same shock as yesterday when he walked into the room, he looked familiar. I had definitely seen him before.

"Yes, I was. I have no idea why, but I didn't think it would be right to work until I got the all clear."

"That is very sensible of you. Now, have you been feeling sick at all in the past couple of days?"

"Not at all"

"Have you been drinking enough water?"

"Definitely"

"Have you eaten anything you shouldn't have?"

"Not that I know of"

"Are you on any medication?" he seemed to be ticking off on some mental list.

"Not at all," he did not look like he minded my sketchy responses.

"And last but not least, is there any possibility that you could be pregnant?"

Not again. "I don't think so; it is highly unlikely."

"OK, I cannot see anything wrong with you. But I think that you should take the day off, just in case. And we can see how you feel tomorrow."

"Are you sure I can't go back to work?" I really didn't want to go home; there was nothing there to do there.

"I do not think that would be wise, maybe tomorrow we will be able to find out what is wrong."

"OK, I guess I could start a jig saw puzzle or something."

"Alright Rose, hope you feel better. If you need anything I should be in my office, it has been quite a slow day today. Good luck with that jig saw puzzle."

I smiled "Thank you for all your help Dr Cullen" And with that I walked out of the clinic. I was going to be dead bored; there was nothing to do at home. What was I going to do with the rest of my afternoon?"

As I took in the last few glimpses of the inside of the hospital, I noticed a man, no a boy, walking very swiftly, with a determined look on his face, Heading straight for Dr Cullen's office. He looked like he might be in pain, but it was not my duty to make sure he was ok. I could have some life threatening disease. So I kept walking to my car.

On the way home I was still contemplating the reasons for the nausea this morning. There was one thing that was bugging me. I wanted to be one hundred percent sure that I wasn't pregnant, just so that I didn't have that nagging feeling in the back of my brain. So I stopped off at the chemist to buy a pregnancy test just in case.

Is she pregnant or is she not?

OK, that is chapter three. I apologise for its lameness. And don't worry; the best is yet to come. I still haven't given much information about the main plot (which is not the whole pregnancy thing, that is the sub plot.)The main plot should be introduced in chapter 5.

NOTE: the guy who was rushing into Dr Cullen's Office was Edward about to ask for his car before he headed off to Alaska. I was trying to put some time frame on the story.