I'll try to get more up this week, but I'm uncertain of when I will be able to do so... There are nine chapters left now, including epilogue... so you have that to look forward to all lurkers ;-) (And that smily; 0-(+0) 0 is a fist, () is the "end" of the faces, and the + is the eyes (couldn't get anything better here) and - is the arms )
12. The first month in Immunology is hard. The place is new, and it's something she can't handle at the moment. Right now everything is so new, and this is just one new thing added onto her list. The tiredness that her pregnancy brings on just makes the unfamiliar atmosphere even more unfamiliar and strange.
She goes to her first check up, and the gynaecologist notice some old scars that she isn't so keen on finding an excuse to cover up, but she doesn't ask any questions. Just says that she should be a bit more careful now that she is pregnant. Other than that she is fine, she is gaining weight and the foetus is developing just like it should.
For her next appointment she might be able to find out the gender, but she isn't so sure if that is what she wants.
Wilson comes to see her a few hours before that appointment, when she is all alone in her office.
"So... you're defiantly keeping it?" she glares at him and stand up from her desk.
"Seems that way" she answers coldly, planning an escape.
"Oh" he says with a grin spreading across his face.
"You are not going to be in this child's life" she wants to scream, but says it as calmly as she can. He thinks about this for a while, and his eyes narrows.
"You'll have to take it to court, because I have rights you know" he points out.
"What about me?! Didn't I have any rights?!" she screams, and tears start forming in her eyes.
"Oh c'mon" he groans "If it weren't for me you wouldn't be pregnant right now, you wouldn't soon be a mother"
"And that makes it worth it? That something comes out of this?" everything he says feels like a blow to her chest. "I don't want this" she points to her stomach, to him, around the office "I want what I had last year, before you" she starts to walk to the door but he stands in front of it.
"Though" he spits back at her. "But I'm the child's father, I should have some role in its life" he argues.
"So you'll go and tell people that, I won't. Then maybe I will tell them what really happened" she threatens. He is silent for a long time before he looks at her sadly. "I don't want you here, in my life and in my child's life. You brought this on yourself" she steps out of her office when he is silent and too wrapped up in his thoughts.
She truly wishes that she was still that woman she was the year before; naive and a romantic.
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The doctor is overly cheery, and even though she feels a bit sick when she smiles at every little thing she does; she can't help but to smile back. She talks about her first patient she had many years back in her career, when she was all alone and no older and more experienced doctor to talk to. Cameron is after all a doctor too, and knows the feeling all too well. The doctor tells her that she was so nervous that she almost missed that her patient was carrying twins.
Then they move the subject to her and how she is feeling. Her pregnancy is like a pregnancy should, the only thing she is lacking is that glow. Some people told her she glowed a bit, but not at all like the other pregnant women in the waiting area, and that makes her a bit sad. But it's understandable.
She has decided to find out what gender the child is, since she has such a trouble narrowing names and such down. And she wants to paint the nursery in a good color, but she'll probably go with light green anyway.
When she is lying there with her shirt rolled up over her stomach and the wand circling her stomach to look at the baby she sees it. She sees him. It's a boy.
Tears start welling up in her eyes, and this is the first cry of happiness since forever. She had forgotten how it was to cry a happy-cry.
