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Chapter Ten
"Joe, give me back my donut!" I yelled, running across the yard to retrieve my boston creme donut that Joe was currently consuming.
Stupid Joe. He's here no less then an hour and he's already stealing my comfort food. With throwing up my breakfast and Joe mysteriously showing up this morning, I needed it.
I was finally catching up to him and about to attack when I stopped to clutch my stomach. No, not again, I thought as I ran to the nearest tree and grasped onto the trunk as my morning events repeated themselves. At the moment I felt like my mother, I wanted to throw my hands up into the air and yell 'why me.' But I couldn't because if I let go of the tree, my legs would most likely collapse from under me.
Only a few seconds after I felt one of Joe's arms around my waste and the other rubbing my hair lightly. He just held me until I was done and when I was he picked me up and carried me into the house. He lightly set me onto the couch and told me not to move before disappearing into the kitchen. It didn't take long for me to get curious when I heard draws opening and closing.
I peered into the kitchen and saw him urgently rummaging through my kitchen.
"Is there something that I can help you find?"
He didn't look up to meet my gaze, he probably wasn't surprised that I had disobeyed him because he just nodded. "Where's your phone book?"
I pointed to the bookcase in the hallway and watched him all but run over to it.
"Joe, what are you doing?" With the way he was acting I was starting to get nervous.
"You've thrown up twice in less then an hour and I want know why, I'm going to take you to a doctor and have you checked out."
I didn't see a need to fight with him, this wasn't the first morning that this has happened. Its been probably three days in a row. I always thought to call a doctor but I never got around to it. With Joe doing it, it would actually get done.
I walked back into the living room and sat on the couch. I could hear one side of the conversation but all he was really doing was agreeing and told the doctor what's been going on. They said there goodbyes and Joe approached me with an outstretched hand.
"Come on Cupcake, we have an appointment in Portland in a half an hour."
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The wait was long and it made it seem even longer sitting in silence by myself. At the beggining I thought going to the doctor was a good idea, but this wait was making me anxious and thinking of every possibility that always ended horribly. Finally the doctor strolled merely into the room and said congratulations. For what?
"What?" I asked curiously.
"I said congratulations. You about two weeks pregnant."
I starred in shock at the nurse while black dots seemed to swarm my vision. Pregnant? I got up to run out the door but I fell into the floor and everything went black.
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I heard voices around me before I opened my eyes. Two of them. One I automatically recognized as Morelli and the other I assumed to be the doctor.
"Cupcake, can you hear me? I need you to open your eyes."
There was no way I was going to open my eyes. Maybe if I kept my eyes closed long enough the doctor will realize that she made a mistake and I wasn't, as she said, pregnant. And to top it off, it was Rangers. Now I had a constant reminder of what had happened and this would always tie me to him. There was no way to escape.
"I don't want to." I mumbled.
He chuckled before asking, "Do you remember why you fainted?"
I nodded my head yes hoping that there wasn't anymore further questions regarding my current... state. Joe sighed, knowing that he wasn't going to get a full explanation from me so he asked the doctor who was now sorting papers. She told him the same thing as me, showing that it was really true.
I opened my eyes and the only word that could explain his expression was horrific. "Steph, do you have a boyfriend that you have yet to tell me about?"
"No, this was an accident. It's Rangers."
His expression changed quickly to anger as he picked me up off the floor, bid the doctor farwell, and carried me to the truck.
"Now I want you to explain everything to me. I want you to start at the beginning when Ranger first saw you."
So I told him. I explained everything that had happened. Starting from being chased through the woods to the night Ranger and I spent together. At the end, Joe seemed to have calmed down and was understanding about the situation. He told me that I should call Tank and explain the situation to him. Hopefully he would be of some help.
The phone rang twice before he answered. "Hey Bomber."
"Hey Tank, I need some help."
"What is it? Where are you?" He asked urgently.
"No Tank, its not like that." I paused before continuing. "I'm pregnant and its Rangers kid."
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