14th August 2013 Wednesday
Day 226
Busy week (I better start those essays) but we can all relate. It's only a countdown until the weekend.
Disclaimer: I can safely conclude…that I have no dignity.
"Can you please say something?" Jenny begged the driver. Her and her husband were driving through the streets of Metro City in the yellow hovercraft in search of the town's hospital. Zap shrugged his shoulders with a smirk.
"I know you don't speak normally," her hand wiped at her forehead. "But this is freakishly quiet on your part."
He held up his finger and opened his mouth, but the clone just did what she had been doing every time before.
"Fine, don't speak," she interrupted once again, causing Zap to drop his finger with an amused smirk. "Just to let you know, I appreciate you standing up for me in front of Dex."
His gaze locked with hers for a brief moment. "Thanks, and...right back at you."
Jenny smiled to herself and faced the windscreen, where the all-too-familiar sight of the hospital building came in to view. She exhaled nervously and gripped the seatbelt as they came closer and closer.
The waiting room was eerily quiet; off white walls that gave any viewer a headache, with the light bustle of doctors and patients moving from room to room.
Zap, who was casually flicking through some magazine he found, looked up at the sound of rubber moving together. He looked over to Jenny and noticed her wringing her hands together in anxiety. He smiled softly, dropping the book back on the bench before reaching over to hold her hand.
"Everything's going to be –oh, ow," he pulled his now reddening hand from her tight grip and shook the pain away. Jenny remained tense and staring at the wall; figure frozen stiff.
A raspy voice echoed through the overhead speaker.
'Jenny Monogan.'
He heard her suck in another sharp breath at the words; eyes widening further. With his own sigh of annoyance, Zap stood up and offered his hand to her.
"Come on, the sooner we get this over with, the sooner we'll know," he saw her eyes travel to his outstretched hand.
"I'll carry you there if I have to," her hand placed itself in his, and with slow footsteps, they moved down the hall towards a large doctor's office.
"So, I understand that you…think you're pregnant," the doctor; a large, round, short man shot his dark, beady gaze through the hologram. "You do understand at your age-"
"We know, Doc," Zap interrupted, noticing his wife tensing up again. "We just need you guys to run some tests so we know the proper result."
With a hum of thought, the doctor brought up multiple documents in front of him, flipping through them at miraculous speeds. He peered to the side of one to look at the nervous engineer.
"We'll take a blood sample from you, young lady, and then we'll send you to take three pregnancy tests," he explained, ducking behind his desk.
A tall, thin woman entered the room; a notable silver tablet in her hand. A button was activated on it, and a small needle protruded at the base. Jenny removed her yellow glove and delicately placed her finger over the sharp tip, breaking the skin and providing her blood sample. Then nurse had left by the time the doctor resumed his seat, a packet of tests in his hand.
"Bathroom is just down the hall," he pointed, smiling creepily at the girl. Sharing one last worried glance with Zap, Jenny pushed herself out of her chair and made her way to the bathroom.
The back of her head rested gently on the bathroom wall, her teeth biting down on her thumbnail in anxiety. Sitting on the sink bench top was the unopened box holding the pregnancy tests. She sighed, lightly tapping her head against the cold tile of the wall as she stared down in dread. Her gaze fell to her stomach, her hands gently grazing over it.
'I know you're in there.'
Jenny had returned, and seated side by side with Zap, the couple waited for the results. They couldn't tell for sure, but it seemed that the doctor was smirking. He placed the three tests downwards on the table.
"If two out of three of these tests are negative," he began in a low tone. "Then you will not be expecting a child."
Everyone in the room turned their attention to the objects where the doctor's hand was hovering over. He flipped over the first one.
"Negative," he stated, resulting in sighs of disappointment from the couple. Zap looked over at Jenny, but noticed that her gaze was intensely staring at the other tests.
The doctor moved to the next one. "Negative," at his words, Zap raked his hands through his hair in dejection, letting them fall to his lap. Jenny sat back in to the chair, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the armrests.
"What does the other one say?" she said in a raised voice, startling the other two occupants. With a gulp, the doctor turned over the final test, and sighed.
"Negative, I'm afraid you're not having a baby."
My god, I've had this chapter planned for…I don't know, 6 months, and to finally get here, it's great. R&R!