Mike was gone when Brittany woke up. She had a quick shower, then made a snack. Making sure she had everything in her bag, Brittany headed to the hospital. She was going shopping after the appointment with Santana's dad. Brittany wasn't nervous about it anymore, she had been feeling fine over the past couple of days. Once Brittany parked her car, she headed up to Dr Lopez's office, and took a seat by the door. After a few minutes, Dr Lopez came walking up the hallway, "Hello Brittany, come on in," Dr Lopez said as he opened the door of his office. Brittany walked into the office and took a seat as Dr Lopez shut the door, then sat at his desk.
"So Brittany, how have you been?" Dr Lopez asked. "Good," Brittany said, smiling. "Any more dizzy spells?" Brittany shook her head, "Nope, not for a couple of days now." "Ahh good," Dr Lopez said, standing and taking a seat next to Brittany. "Just going to give you a quick check up, then we'll look at your results ok?" "Yeah that's ok Doctor Lopez," Brittany nodded. Dr Lopez checked Brittany right over, then sat back at his desk. "Everything's fine Brittany, You're in great shape. Definitely a fit dancer!" Brittany laughed, "I try my best!" "Well, it works," Dr Lopez smiled, then he opened the folder containing the results. "Brittany, just a couple of questions," Dr Lopez said, studying the results. "Mmm ok," Brittany said, unsure of what he meant. "Have there been any foods lately that are normally alright, but have been making you feel sick?" "Umm..." Brittany thought, "Icecream I guess, that's it." "Ok," Dr Lopez said, "Have you had any hot or cold flushes?" Brittany shook her head, "No, not really. But it did take me ages too cool down the other night." Dr Lopez nodded, "And when was your last cycle?" "My what?" Brittany asked. "Your menstrual cycle, your period." "Oh!" Brittany exclaimed, "Umm... About two weeks ago." "Ok, and were you late?" Dr Lopez asked. Brittany sat there and thought for a minute, "Ummm... A few days... Yeah. Doctor Lopez, what's wrong?" Dr Lopez laughed softly, Brittany had no clue, even with his leading questions. "Nothing's wrong Brittany." "But then why all the questions?" "Sweetheart," Dr Lopez got up and sat in the chair by Brittany again. "But if everything's ok.. And you're asking me all these questions, something's wrong!"Dr Lopez shook his head, "Brittany, you're not sick. The results say so." Brittany became more confused, "Then what do they say?" Brittany was fidgeting in the chair, and Dr Lopez held her hand, smiling, "Brittany, congratulations." "What?" she anxiously said, "Congratulations? What for?" "Brittany, you're pregnant."
Brittany's jaw dropped, she was in total shock, "I... I'm preg-pregnant? What?" Dr Lopez nodded, "It's a bit hard to tell, but you're about six or eight weeks along. An ultrasound will give us a better idea." "Ahh... Umm... Ok... Yep. When should that, umm, b-be?" Brittany asked. She was having a hard time processing the information. And she still had to tell Mike. She had no idea how she was going to tell him, or how he'd react. "Whenever is good for you and Mike sweetheart." Brittany nodded, "O-ok. I'll umm... I'll t-talk to M-mike and see when umm, when is good for him... And th-then I'll m-make an appointment." Brittany stood up, "I've got to... I've got shopping to umm, do... I sh-should go. Thank you Doctor Lopez." Dr Lopez stood up, "Ok Brittany. Remember, if you need anything, you know my number." Brittany nodded, "I do. Th-thanks," she said as she walked to the door, "B-bye." "Bye Brittany," Dr Lopez said as Brittany left.
As Brittany drove home, her eyes were fixated on the road straight ahead of her, hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. She drove about aimlessly for about 20 minutes before heading home. Brittany had completely forgotten about the shopping. She got out of the car and went inside. Brittany still had not comprehended the news. She was pregnant. She was going to be a mum. And Mike was going to be a dad. Mike. How was she going to tell Mike? Brittany dropped her bag by the front door, and wandered into the kitchen, getting a glass out and going to the sink and filling it up. Brittany took a sip and noticed how much her hands were shaking, and she lost grip on the glass and it fell to the floor, shattering. Brittany got the dustpan and broom out, and knelt down to clean it up. Brittany began to cry, unable to hold it in anymore. She was so scared, unsure of what was going to happen next. Brittany left the dustpan and broom on the floor by the shattered glass, and went to the bathroom. She splashed some cool water on her face and got a towel to dry her face off. Thinking about it hurt, and Brittany went outside to get some fresh air, sitting on the grass in the backyard.
