Well, I'm going to have to take a break from this story, but I DO have plans to continue with it. Here's the last chapter- for a while. But I am going to run a contest. I need names for the baby. Boy and girl names. I'll decided the gender or genders after I receive some good names. The people who's names I choose from will receive a sneak peek of the next chapter which will be up in a month or two. (do to school-ish reasons) Just comment or P.M your baby names to me. (You might want to P.M though so I can read them faster) Well enjoy: it's the last one for a while!

I woke up early the next day. My cheeks felt wet so I reached up to see what it was. Tears. Great. Get a hold of yourself Sook, I scolded myself mentally. I couldn't keep doing this. If I cried I would show I was weak and Sookie Stackhouse was NOT weak. But then again, I kind of blew the whole 'I'm so strong' thing last night when I poured my heart out to Pam.

When I got up I realized I fell asleep on the couch last night. I walked into the kitchen to get some coffee and looked at the clock. It was ten after nine.

I had to work at six (p.m. of course) so I had quite a bit of time to myself.

I got my coffee, made some eggs, and sat down to watch some mindless T.V.

At around eleven I got a phone call. It was Dr. Ludwig.

"Hello?"

"Sookie, Pam called and wanted me to take you in so I could run some tests." This must be what Pam was talking about. At least I hope it was.

"Sure. When?"

"I'll come by in an hour?" It was said more as a question than a statement.

"Okay. That will be fine." And with those words she hung up. Not one for goodbyes, I suppose.

An hour later she was here.

She was so short that if she was a human she would be a midget. Being a supe, though, she is actually a dwarf, well, one who specializes in Medical needs for the super natural breed.

"Hello, Sookie."

I kind of just stared at her. I'd seen her before but never in actual cloths. She was always in some sort of doctor outfit. Without she seemed kind of like a normal person… minus the whole "dwarf" part.

"Hey Doc," I said to her. As soon as that came out of my mouth I saw her jaw set.

"It's Dr. Ludwig to you." She didn't saw it in a mean tone, it was more neutral, but the words themselves were harsh. Harsh? God, I sounded like a teenager.

"Okay, sorry, Dr. Ludwig," with that she gave a nod of approval. "Very well, lets start, shall we?"

The good doctor pointed to the couch. "Go lie there."

I complied without so much as a word. I walked over to my red and white checkered couch and laid down.

Dr. Ludwig reached in her bad and pulled out a long, pointed needle. I swear I started to sweat.

"Uh, do you mind telling me what that's for?" She laughed. "To extract some fetal tissue."

"Not to insult you, but I don't think that's how they do it. At least not this early in a pregnancy!" All that earned me was another laugh.

"Sookie, I'm a magical doctor. That means I can do things other doctors can't. This is one of them."

"Well, uh, ok then. So how are you going to do this?" Yah, I was nervous, in case you were wondering.

"Just lay back. Your goanna feel a sharp sting. Don't move when that happens. It will only make it hurt worse." I think she was smiling. Why would she be smiling?

"Thanks for the warning… I guess," I said, sweat dripping off my face.

"Sookie! Relax." Honestly, that didn't really help at all. Worst of all, I kind of had to puke again. This was not goanna end well.

I closed my eyes as the needle neared my, well, lady parts.

All of the sudden there was a really sharp stinging down, there. I almost gasped from the pain. Surprisingly, I held my composure fairly good. The super-duper stinging went on for a good three minutes, then finely I felt her pull the needle out. I would tell you what it looked like, but, God knows I didn't want to look down at it.

After the needle was out there was just a slight sting hovering around.

Dr. Ludwig put a small jar thing back in her bag. I didn't even know she took it out, but, well, intense pain had that effect on you.

My Lord, the stinging was back. 'Did you put another God damned needle back inside me," I yelled aloud at the doc. She, yet again, laughed at me. "No, just the after effects."

Then she packed up her stuff and headed off to wherever it was that tiny doctors went.

"Well, that went better than expected, I guess," I said aloud. The sting in my crotch had receded to just a slight pulling feeling.

I waddled over to the kitchen to the phone. I dialed her number. Of course it went straight to her answering machine.

"Thanks a bunch Pam," I said in my most sarcastic voice. "Now my lady parts are on freaking fire!" I hit the disconnect button and slammed the phone down.

And then I had to vomit.

I ran as quick as I could with the stinging in my lower area. I hit the toilet just in time.

The vomit was all green and stuff. It was nasty! I almost barfed again just looking at it!

Damn this morning (afternoon?) sickness!