Author's Note: Hello everyone! I'm so sorry I haven't updated in a really long time! I've been really busy with school and exams, and I've had a case of writer's block for a while. I promise that I will finish this story! But to do so, I'll probably need to be reminded and encouraged, so if you would comment or message me, telling me to get writing, it would really motivate me!

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{Daemon}

"Hey, so are you sure this doctor is good?" I asked Kat nervously. "I mean, is she reputable?"

Kat nodded. "I called General Eaton the other day and asked him about doctors that are familiar with origin pregnancies, and he said this woman was the best. She used to work on the base, is familiar with the actual health aspects of Daedalus, and was the doctor that helped Beth during her pregnancy."

Okay, so that was slightly comforting, but I still continued to pace the small exam room. I wanted Kat to have the best care, and since neither she nor I had any clue what to expect out of an origin pregnancy, except what we had seen with Beth, I felt pretty helpless. And plus, how were we supposed to know if all origin pregnancies were the same? Oh God, what if –

"Daemon," Kat's voice shook me from my internal rant.

I looked over at her lying on the exam table and walked over quickly. "Is something wrong?" I asked worriedly as I took her small hand in mine.

She grinned and placed her other hand against my cheek. "No, everything's fine. You're just creating a bit of a windstorm in here."

I looked around and saw that she was right. Unknowingly, I had lifted papers, folders, jars, and other various instruments and they were either hovering in place, or swirling like mini tornados. I took a deep breath, and all the objects dropped.

"You okay?" Kat asked, her brows furrowed in concern.

I nodded and pulled up a stool next to her. I brought her hand to my lips and lightly kissed her knuckles. "I'm just…well…I'm nervous, Kat. I want you and our baby to have the best care. Enough things go wrong in regular pregnancies, who knows what could happen with origins? And god, it," I looked into her heather grey eyes before continuing, "it kills me that I don't know what to do, or how I can help you."

Kat sat up and took my face in her hands, "Everything will be fine. I promise. This doctor is really good, and our baby will be – no, our baby is wonderfully healthy and perfect. You've also been absolutely perfect." She arched her brow. "Even if you have been treating me like a china doll since we found out."

I grinned and kissed her lightly. "It's all part of my chivalrous charm."

Kat rolled her eyes, and damn, she looked beautiful doing it. "Sure, of course it is." Her expression growing softer, she looked into my eyes again and said, "Seriously, though, you don't need to worry. Everything is fine."

I nodded, and brought her knuckles to my lips. At that moment, a knock sounded at the door, and a woman poked her head in.
"Can I come in?" she asked.

Kat and I nodded, and the woman stepped through the door, a file under her arms. She was probably in her late 40s, with dark brown hair and a kind smile.

She took one look around the messy room and asked with a small smile, "Is someone nervous?"

Kat smirked and nudged me with her shoulder, "That would be him."

The doctor smiled. "First time dads are always nervous."

Embarrassed, I wove my hand and everything I had knocked over righted itself, and the room was orderly once again.

The woman walked over to Kat and introduced herself, "Hello, I'm Dr. Richards. I think General Eaton recommended me?"

Kat nodded. "He said you knew what you were doing when it came to origin pregnancies. He also told me that you were the one who took care of Beth on the base."

Dr. Richards' face lit up. "Yes, I did! How's Ashley doing?"

A look of surprise on her face, Kat answered, "She's great."

I grinned and added on, "She's walking all over the place. She's quite the little ball of energy."

Dr. Richards smiled. "That's wonderful." She pulled over a rolling stool and sat in front of Kat before asking, "So, should we get this appointment on the road?"

Kat and I both nodded.

She looked down at her files and said, "So, I see this is your first doctors appointment?"

Kat nodded. "We just found out about a week ago, we wanted to get an appointment as soon as possible." She looked at me next to her and I brought her knuckles to my lips as I thought about that wonderful moment when I had found out she was pregnant.

"Of course. This is exciting! Now, do you remember the date of your last menstrual cycle?"

Kat's brows pulled in and she looked at me, "I think it was around the end of July or beginning of August, but I'm not entirely sure." Kat paused. "Does that mean we won't know the exact due date?"

Dr. Richards smiled an understanding smile and said, "No, we just ask that to get some idea of how far along you are. We'll do an ultrasound shortly to determine exactly how far along you are, and get an estimated due date."

I spoke up, "Wait, we'll actually get to see the baby today?"

Dr. Richards smiled and nodded. "Well, you'll get to see the dot that your baby is right now."

A look of awe filled my face and I looked at Kat, who had on the same expression. "Wow," I murmured.

"Now, I'm going to ask a few basic questions, which will help us determine the best course for your pregnancy," the doctor stated.

"The best course?" Kat asked, questioning.

Dr. Richards nodded. "In my experience, origin pregnancies aren't all the same. While I know how to deal with them, and how they differ from normal pregnancies, there can still be many unexpected factors. It just depends on the woman, as well as the father."

Worry began to creep into my head. "But Kat will be okay, right?"
The doctor nodded. "As long as we don't see any complications – complications that could even arise in normal pregnancies – your wife should be fine."

That didn't mollify my worry, and I just clutched Kitten's hand tighter.

"Okay, so just a few questions now. Mr. Black, you are the Luxen, correct?"
I nodded, "Does that make a difference?"

Dr. Richards shook her head, "Not usually, but it helps us better treat the woman if we know if she's a Luxen or a hybrid." She turned to Kat, "Have you been experiencing morning sickness?"

Kat nodded. "I think so. I've been getting sick a lot in the last maybe week or two, except it hasn't always been in the morning."

The doctor nodded. "It's a common misconception that morning sickness is only in the morning, when it can really happen at any time of the day. Now, how have you been able to keep food down?"

Kat nodded again. "For the most part, yes."

"Okay, if you become unable to, let me know and we can consider medication of some sort. Have you been experiencing any lightheadedness, faintness, or headaches?"

Nodding, Kat replied, "A little, I've been feeling sort of faint."
The doctor scribbled something down on her notepad. "You have to make sure you drink plenty of fluids. How much sleep are you getting?"

Kat glanced at me and blushed. "I think I've been sleeping enough."

I grinned and leaned up to whisper in her ear, "Then I'm not doing my job well enough."

Kat shushed me and bumped my shoulder.

Dr. Richards continued, "Sleep is very important during a pregnancy. I cannot stress how important it is. Are your breasts sore?"

Kat nodded. "Yes, a little."

Frowning, I said, "Kat, it seemed like they were more than a little sore last night when I—"

"Daemon!" Kat squealed. That beautiful blush spread down her cheeks, and her ears turned red.

"What?" I held up my hands in defense. "I think it's important that your doctor knows these things."

The doctor grinned. "It's alright. You should tell me these things, it'll help me better help you."

I looked at Kat pointedly, but she just rolled her eyes, which made me grin like a damn fool.

"Okay," the doctor continued. "I think that's all the questions I have for now." She swiveled in her seat and pulled on a pair of gloves. She turned back to us and said, "Now why don't we do an ultrasound to see how far along you are."

Kat nodded excitedly, "Sure, that sounds great."

She directed Kat's legs into stirrups at the end of the table and I frowned. What the heck was she doing with those? Then, she pulled a giant wand off the cart next to her, and instead of placing it on Kat's stomach, she moved to go under Kat's gown.

"Wait!" I called out. Dr. Richards and Kat turned to look at me. "What's that? I thought we were doing an ultrasound? Doesn't that go over her abdomen?"

Dr. Richards replied, "We can do an abdominal ultrasound later on, but your wife isn't far along enough to see anything, so we have to do a vaginal ultrasound." She turned to Kitten and said, "You'll feel some discomfort when I insert it, but it will pass, okay?"

Kat nodded, and Dr. Richards bent between Kat's open legs. Damn, I wanted nothing more than to slide over to the bottom of the exam table, but I kept my eyes on Kat.

Kat's face suddenly scrunched up in discomfort, and the doctor called, "Sorry, almost there."

"You okay?" I asked, concerned.

She nodded, "Yeah, it's just uncomfortable." She gripped my hand tightly in hers, and let out deep breaths.

With one hand still between Kat's legs, Dr. Richards turned on the monitor and said, "Alright, let's see if your baby will cooperate and give us a good view."

She fiddled around for a minute while Kat and I watched her intently. Both closely watching the doctor, Kat and I were startled when a low but quick Th-Thump, Th-Thump, Th-Thump, Th-Thump, filled the room.

We glanced at each other and Kat asked Dr. Richards, "What is that?"
The doctor grinned and replied, "That's your baby's heartbeat. It sounds healthy."

It was like being hit with a truck in the most glorious possible way, listening to our child's heartbeat. I stared at Kat, and saw that she had a similar look of amazement on her face. I leaned closer and whispered, "This is the most beautiful sound I've ever heard."
She nodded, and wiped a tear form her eye. "I have to agree."

Suddenly, Dr. Richards called from the bottom of the table, "I think I've got it!"

Kat and I both turned to look at the screen, and sure enough, right in the center, was a little white dot. Unmistakable. Perfect.

"That's the baby?" I whispered.

Dr. Richards nodded, "From what I can tell, you're about six weeks along, which puts your due date at about May 7th."

I'd have to ask for that information again though, because I don't believe I heard a word of it as I looked at Kat's and my unborn child. Half me, half her, and entirely perfect.

I turned to Kat, tears in my eyes, and pressed my forehead to hers. Chasing away the lone tears that streaked down her face, I kissed her lightly and whispered, "Thank you so much for this, Kitten. I love you."

She gripped my face and pulled me closer, smiling as she whispered, "I love you, too."

And with that we sat in silence for a couple minutes, holding each other, listening to the soft thumps of our child.