TITLE: Indignant Relations of Faith
CHAPTER THREE
SUMMARY: Both Mackenzie and Becca are at important, but different times in their lives as Mackenzie is faced with an impending breakout of war between Europe and South East Asia and Becca is about to leave for college; but a secret they both share is about to ruin many lives.
AUTHOR: M.C.Dunnigan
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This piece contains sensitive material, such as violence and sexual references. I apologise if this causes any unintended offence. Any notes/criticism/ideas are very welcome, I'd like to have some input with what is being written. Please review.
DISCLAIMER:I do not own any of the characters that appear in this piece who are featured in the show. All additional characters, however, are my own.
"So, what did the doctor say, Mac?" Rod shut the hospital door behind him and sat down gently on the edge of the bed. "They wouldn't tell me anything. They just said you wanted to tell me yourself." He put a hand over hers and leant over to kiss her gently on the head.
"Rod ..." She paused and took a big breath. "I don't know how to tell you this. The doctor said that I collapsed because I was suffering internal bleeding from my placenta. It's not as bad as it sounds!" She gripped his hand to reassure him. "The surgery stopped the bleeding and I'm going to be alright. Well, what I should say, really is that we're going to be alright."
"What?"
"I'm pregnant, Rod. I suffered a rupture and a part of my placenta burst. Everything's fine now. A narrowly escaped miscarriage, but I'm fine."
Rod stood up and turned his back to her, unable to take the news in. So much was spinning around in his mind. Another baby. Another baby? Another baby! Was she really expecting? He couldn't believe it. Could they deal with another baby? It was just so unexpected, with the kids about to leave for college and the Presidency.
"Rod?" She broke his thoughts. "Rod, are you okay? We need to talk about this."
"Yeah, yeah. I'm okay. A little shocked, but okay."
"Well, let's talk about this. What are we going to do?"
"Well, we're going to have a baby, that's what we're going to do."
"I'm not sure I'm ready to do this. I just ... it's just came at the wrong time. Completely the wrong time. Horace and Becca are just about to - "
"Leave for college, I know. What are you saying, Mac?"
"War is about to break out in the world and I'm not sure I'm in the position to be bringing another baby into that."
"You don't want this baby?" He walked towards her and sat down on the end of her bed.
"I don't know what I want. Right now, all I need is to get home and hope the story hasn't broke about me being in hospital yet."
"Hello?" Becca asked into the phone.
"So, how did your fabulous party go last night?" She heard her best friend Stacy's voice on the other end of the line.
"I don't want to talk about it."
"Well, I just thought you should know; Natalie Orico and all of Jonas Byron's friends are telling everyone you slept with him last night. Did you?"
"Er, no. No, I didn't sleep with him, Stace. He's lying."
"Yeah, sure." She said, unconvinced. "Anyway, do you want to go shopping later? I need some new shoes for my parent's anniversary party next week."
"No, I can't. I'm ... I'm not feeling too great today. I'm actually feeling a little sick, I'll call you later, Stace, alright?"
Without waiting for her friend's reply, she hung up the phone and threw it onto pike of cushions on the floor. Then she lay back on the bed and placed a hand on her lower abdomen. She still felt sore from what had happened. Was it meant to feel this painful? She had heard your first time was supposed to hurt, but she didn't imagine it would be this bad.
But then again, he had hardly been gentle with her. And she had hardly been compliant, either.
In fact, she was pretty sure this wasn't how you were supposed to feel after your first time having sex, but this probably was how you were supposed to feel after being raped.