Not Beta'd, all mistakes are my own.


BPOV

The next morning I am not allowed to eat breakfast and sit quietly waiting for my first session to begin. Eleazar retrieves me from the apartment and takes me to the lift and I'm pretty sure that we go down but there is no way to tell short of asking, and I would rather not do that. I see another white hallway when the doors open after a short ride, Emily is with us in the lift and I can see Sam on the other side of the hall. Other than my security team and Eleazar I haven't seen anyone; the halls are unnaturally quiet to me. It seems like they should be filled with busy people and eager teenagers getting tested. But there is no one.

Eleazar opens the first door in the hall for me and I walk into a large high ceilinged room with bright lights. There is an examination table in the center and a privacy screen in the back corner of the room. One the wall a display of medical equipment is hanging; there are small pieces with lenses sitting on bases and large round devices on adjustable arms connected to the walls. I look up to the lights and see that the whole room is ambient lit with an array of sharp lights pointed towards the table. The table itself is laid flat but the separate cushions can allow it to be adjusted many different ways. The shiny black material covering the table is a blunt contrast to the all-white room. Large white cabinets adorn the right side of the room with drawers that are nicely closed and only have small printed symbols on them, of which I don't recognize.

I knew that there would be a medical examination at some point, but I still seem rather surprised by the intimidating room. Emily and Eleazar follow me into the room and walk over to a row of chairs on the far side of the room. They are standard metal chairs for convenience not comfort. The cold on my back from the chair startles me when I sit down between Emily and Eleazar.

"As you can guess you will have a medical session first. This is going to be far more in depth than your yearly medical exam that you have experienced in the past." Eleazar informs me.

"What will be different?" I ask, the words coming out of my mouth before I have time to think better.

Eleazar gives me a furrowed look in disappointment and says "The doctor will go over that with you."

I nod my head and purse my lips and try to keep the curious questions that are swirling in my head to myself. They will tell you what you need to know.

The door opening alerts me and I jump in my seat, Emily lays a calming hand on top of my own hands that are folded in my lap. Two nurses walk in wearing scrubs that all medical professionals do, in white of course and a doctor follows. He is wearing scrubs as well but also has a long lab coat on, they are not white however. They are the color of an older book's pages that I have in my room at home. One would call it white, but against the stark white of The Forum it is ivory. He is a doctor entrusted with the care of the royal family.

I don't have time to question why a royal doctor is here as the doctor walks straight to me with a friendly smile and extends his hand to me. "I'm Dr. Gerandy, you must be Miss Swan."

"Yes sir." I say as we shake hands. He is an older gentlemen with salt and pepper hair, broad shoulders and vivid hazel eyes.

"Good good. I'll be doing your full testing, meaning I will be with you the whole time, no doctor switching." I nod my head, feeling slightly better that I won't have to subject myself to several different doctors. "We are going to try to make this as comfortable as possible, but there are just some things that we can't avoid. Do you understand?"

"Yes sir." I say with a shaky voice.

"Okay first thing we need you to undress behind the curtain and put on the gown that is back there on the table." He points to the privacy curtain as I stand and start to walk over. "Eleazar its time for you to leave, and I've been told that her security detail is to stay."

"Yes Dr. Gerandy, this is Emily. She and her associate Kim have been charged with her care and they are not to leave her sight." Eleazar says kindly and looks to me and gives me an encouraging smile before walking out of the room. My face is emotionless but my heart is pounding, although slightly relieved that Emily gets to stay in the room with me. She is still a stranger, but more familiar every passing minute; I'm beginning to trust her as a friend and that she has my best interest at heart.

Medical exams at my home group were all done in my normal clothes; I had been a healthy child and there had been no need for to me to change clothes in the past. I take a deep breath and pull confidence from deep within me and start undressing behind the privacy screen. The gown that they have me put on is extremely unusual to me. At first glance it looks similar to a sleeping gown but looking closer there are seams down the sides and in the front and back. The gown is built in small pieces and when I pull at one of the seams it gives way like Velcro without the sound, and it sticks back together like a magnet but I feel nothing hard within the fabric. I've never seen this type of fabric before. It's soft and looks absorbent, and of course all white. I'm starting to get tired of white.

I pull the gown over my head and neatly fold my clothes and put them on the table that the gown had previously laid. I leave my slippers on the floor by the table and walk out. The nurses are busy pulling supplies and equipment out of the cabinets. The doctor pats the exam table in the center and I crawl up on it, careful not to stretch the gown so it doesn't burst open and reveal me. I lay my arms down at my sides stiff as a board like the rest of my body. The lights above me are thankfully not pointing at my head and seem dimmed at the angle that I am laying. My head turns towards the chairs that I had just gotten out of and I see that Emily is reading a book. She notices me turning my head and her eyes meet mine.

She puts the book down and walks over to me and squats next to the table so that we are face to face. "Do not be afraid Miss Bella. Dr. Gerandy will take good care of you. You look so scared, relax your face." And she rubs the wrinkles out that I didn't even know had formed on my face. Her warm hands bring me comfort and my breathing slows. I close my eyes and feel Emily walk away and hear her pick up her book again. My eyes open and she is still looking towards me and I give her an appreciative smile. She gleams at me and looks down to her book again.

"Okay Miss Swan we are going to start with a scan. It will give us a general idea of what's going on in your body and tell us if we need to look at something specific." He tells me as he moves one of the large machines on an adjustable arm. It is a white sphere about the size of a large beach ball with a small panel of buttons on one side. He moves it over my head and I see a little green light when it is directly above my eyes but it disappears again when he moves it higher. He presses some buttons and I hear a few clicks, then he is moving it down to my feet and does the same thing.

"Alright just hold still and breathe evenly." He says and the machine begins to move slowly rocking back and forth as if it is being pivoted by the central line of my body. It rocks back and forth and I can see that it is slowly moving towards my head with each pass. "Look straight up now Miss Swan and close your eyes." I hear the clicks that the scanner is making and can tell it is almost done when the sounds get above my head.

"All done." Dr. Gerandy says and I open my eyes, the scanner already out of the way and back up against the wall. A large viewing screen rolls down from the ceiling by the wall that my feet are pointing towards. The clear viewing screen blinks on and soon an image appears within it. It is an outline of my body and my anatomy. Dr. Gerandy stands in front of the screen and presses a button on it and I see my heart start to beat on the screen. He presses something else and the image fades and leaves only my veins and arteries visable. I can see the blood pumping through my body and entering my lungs. It changes again to a close up view of my brain, little sparks dance across it as my neurons fire.

He changes it back to the full image and it goes blank for a moment. Behind it several screens drop down and form a thick group of the clear screens back-to-back and the image of my body appears again. Dr. Gerandy uses controls on a panel and the image starts to roll and adjust, giving him a 3d model of my body and its function. I've become fascinated by the screens and have propped myself up on my elbows to see the image better. He nods to the nurses and they roll a table with equipment over to me as Dr. Gerandy continues studying the scan.

I lay back down and one of the nurses tells me to hold my arm out straight. After applying a band to my upper arm she picks up a needle and presses it into the crook of my elbow, I feel a slight pinch but the pain is not that bad. She pulls the needle out and leaves a flexible tube in my arm and tapes it down. She attaches another tube to the one in my arm and then connects that to a cartridge. The cartridge is made of clear plastic and has several chambers in it and when she releases a clip on the tubing my blood begins to flow, filling each chamber up until full. It takes only a matter of minutes before it is all full and she disconnects the tube and leaves the one in my arm alone after capping the end.

She takes the cartridge over to a machine that has been pulled out of the cabinets and inserts the cartridge. The blood begins to drain out of the chambers one at a time. Each time the blood leaves a chamber the machine whirs to life for a few minutes and the results pop up on the viewing screen for Dr. Gerandy to observe before repeating the process with each chamber.

"You are very healthy Miss Swan, you take care of yourself." Dr. Gerandy observes.

"Yes sir." I say proudly, because I do take care of my body. I cherish it as much as I cherish the planet that I live on.

"Good. You eat the recommended diet and exercise too?" He asks.

"Yes sir, I run three times a week." I respond.

"It shows, you have excellent heart and muscle tone. Your lungs are expanding properly and oxygenating perfectly." He says to me, back still turned looking that the blood results and the scan some more.

A few silent minutes pass and he brings one of the chairs close to the table and sits down close to my head. The table begins to move into a reclined chair position making me more comfortable then lying flat on my back.

"Okay so you have a few things to decide." I nod and he continues. "We will need to do a hymen anatomigraph, we call it H.A.G. or hag. That is unless your hymen is broken then we will proceed with a full gynecological exam."

"I'm sorry I don't know what that is." I say referring to the HAG.

"You have had this done at birth and then at age five. It's not common that you do remember it happening. It is just like the full scan, except that we need you to be in a certain position. We will compare it to your other results and see if your hymen has changed or been broken. But if you know it is broken we will do a full exam. Do you know if your hymen is broken?" He asks nonchalantly, like its just another standard question.

I have to rein myself in and not take offense of his attitude and remember that he is a professional and is not judging me. "It is not broken sir." I say a bit forced, I'm very protective of my modesty and although it is accepted in our community to have premarital sexual encounters I hold onto my virginity like it's a prize to be taken by someone who has yet to win the contest.

"It's okay to be defensive about this." Dr. Gerandy tells me at my obvious discomfort. "We want to keep it unchanged so we won't be doing any physical examination, which is why we do the hag. We will have you lay down with your feet in stirrups legs spread apart and uncovered. The scan will only take a few moments and then you can cover up again."

I swallow thickly at knowing I will have to bare my body to strangers. It's not something that I thought I would have to do until after marriage and even then I haven't thought about it much.

"We will be putting you asleep to do other tests that require you to be uncovered in the same region although the position isn't required." I cringe know exactly what he is referring to.

"Why will I be put to sleep?" I ask.

"We need to take more specific pictures of your intestinal track, and in order to do that we will need to inject different fluids that may cause pain. Do you want me to go into more detail?" He asks honestly.

"No sir, I understand. What decisions do I need to make?"

"Do you want us to the do the HAG scan, while you are asleep?"

I take a minute to think about this and Dr. Gerandy generously gives it to me. I wouldn't have to deal with the embarrassment and the venerable feeling. But I wouldn't know for sure what they actually did. I truly do not think they would do anything they weren't supposed to, but I know the doubt will be in my mind regardless. I look towards Emily and she is awaiting my answer too, her book down on the chair beside her.

"I'll be here the whole time Miss Bella." She says confirming what I already know.

"Okay, then yes please do the scan while I'm asleep." I say confidently and before I can ask any more questions the nurse immediately comes and injects a white liquid into the tube in my arm and my eyes become heavy and close.


A/N: So close to 100 reviews! Can we get it there?

I didn't want to go into to much detail about the procedures she is going to go through, you just need to know that they happened. The HAG scan is not real, atleast I don't think it is. I needed to show that in their back to basics world of conservation there is prominent technology being used, just not on a daily basis. And I needed to show that old world values like virginity are still in place and important to some, not so much to others. It will come into play later in the story.

Sorry this was just a few days late, I've been sick. Everytime that I went to write when I was sick, Bella became sick and started bitching about feeling like shit LOL. So I put writing on hold during that. I can't wait for winter to be over and I can put all this sickness behind.

Question of the Day: Regardless of the current status of your virginity, would you save it for Prince Edward in this utopian world?