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Needles

Adam's POV

"I am not going in there." Julie told me sternly.

"Come on Jules, it won't be that bad." I told her, grabbing her hand. Why is she making a big deal out of this?

"Then you go and have it done." She told me, jerking her hand away and crossing her arms.

"I would, but then it wouldn't do you any good." I told her and then attempted to pull her into the lab. "Stop being a baby. It's just a little needle."

"A little needle my ass." She answered. "The last time I had blood drawn they used some kind of super needle and the asshole didn't even try to be gentle. He just jammed it in my arm with no consideration for how I might be feeling."

I couldn't help but laugh at her. I can't believe she is acting like this. "He was just doing his job. I promise it won't hurt."

"Well they can just do their job on someone else because this chick isn't coming anywhere near those needles." Julie complained.

"The doctor can't do the surgery unless you have the blood drawn." I told her.

"I changed my mind. Adoption could be great." Julie told me. "Maybe we can avoid the whole dirty diapers part altogether."

"You can't possibly be this afraid of needles." I told her. I've seen little children act calmer when it came to needles. And all kids are afraid of needles, right?

"Want to place a wager on that?" Julie asked. "When I was a kid, I always locked the doctor out to avoid getting a shot. And I'll tell you right now, I am not above doing that again." Is she serious?

"You can't be serious." I told her, voicing my thoughts.

"And yet I am." Julie told me.

I shook my head. "Well do you know what I am not above? I am not above dragging your ass in there to have the blood work done."

Julie looked shocked. "You wouldn't dare."

"Oh really?" I asked, using all of my energy to pick her up on my shoulder and carry her into the lab. The people in the waiting room gave me dirty looks as I sat Julie down at the front desk. I snatched her blood work papers away from her and handed them to the registrar. "My wife needs to have some blood work. She's a little scared."

"You are going to pay for this, Cake-Eater." Julie told me.

"Just have a seat and we will call her back in a few minutes." The registrar told me. I led Julie over to some empty seats and we sat down together.

"I can't believe you are doing this to me." Julie told me.

"I can't believe the Catlady is such a scardy cat of a tiny little needle." I shot back. "You are acting like a little kid."

"I am not."

"Are too." I told her. "I don't see how you can stand up against men three times your size in hockey, but your afraid of a needle."

"When you say it that way it almost seems silly." Julie told me simply.

"It is silly." I told her.

"I can't help being afarid Adam."

"What scares you so much about them?" I asked.

"What doesn't?" Julie asked. "They're sharp and pointy. Most of all they hurt really bad."

I shook my head. "They don't hurt that bad. I've seen you deal with a lot more pain than that."

"Julie Banks." The nurse called Julie's name and Julie stared ahead blankly. A moment later she was bolting for the door.

I was able to grab her before she made it into the hallway. "I don't think so." I told her as I once again threw her over my shoulders. I followed the nurse back to the blood drawing chair and sat Julie down in it.

"You are so in the dog house for this." Julie told me.

I smiled, as the lab technician cleaned a spot on Julie's arm. "Whatever you say." I told her. I knew her threat wouldn't last five minutes. They never did.

"What are you smiling at?"

"Nothing." I told her as the technichian looked for the perfect place to insert the needle into Julie's arm.

The needle came closer to Julie's arm and Julie yelled at me. "Well the least you can do is hold my damned hand."

I laughed at Julie's fright and grabbed onto her free hand. The technician penetrated Julie's hand with the needle and Julie squeezed my hand tightly. "Ooowww." Julie screamed. After a couple of moments I started lsoing circulation in my hand. It can't possibly be hurting that bad. I looked down at Julie and she had tears streaming down her face.

A minute later, the technician slowly withdrew the needle and Julie finally released my hand. I shook it fiercly, trying to regain the feeling in it. "See, that wasn't so bad, was it?"

"I'm gonna bruise." Julie complained. "And your going to sleep on the couch tonight."

"Oh come on." I told her. "You are fine. Now we can put this whole thing behind us and concentrate on getting this operation over with and having a baby together."

"No more needles?" Julie asked me as she wiped away the tears.

I chuckled. "No more needles I promised as we walked out of the hospital. Please God, don't let there be any more needles.

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