Disclaimer: I do not own Fifty Shades of Grey Trilogy, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
This is my first attempt at a fan-fiction.
I was born and raised in England, so some of the words may be spelt the English way and not the American.
I hope you enjoy!
Chapter 14
Phoebe's POV
"Ready for the ultrasound scan?" Dr Harvey asks and pulls the machine up.
"Definitely" I say. I'm too excited, I'm barely slept last night at the thought of hearing my baby's heartbeat. My mom is sat next to me and her legs are constantly moving as well. She might be as excited as me. I roll my top up and expose my little bump. Over the weeks, I've felt it get bigger and bigger and I think that it looks really cute. I know I may not be saying that in the later stages of my pregnancy , when my belly gets really big. So I better get fond of it while I can.
Dr Harvey squirts the gel on my stomach and I wince slightly at the coldness of it. I don't know if i'll ever get used to it. Then moves the little device around and my baby appears on the screen.
"There we go" she says and points to the screen, but I don't need her to point out my baby. It looks more like a baby this time, as I can clearly see the baby's head and the rest of their body.
"Would you like to hear the heartbeat?" Dr Harvey asks.
"Yes! Yes, please!" I exclaim they both laugh at my reaction. Dr Harvey presses a switch on the machine and the noise fills the room. Pa-pump... Pa-pump... Pa-pump. My eyes tear up at the sound. This is my baby's heart beating. I turn to look at my mom and she has a massive smile on her face.
"A very good, strong heartbeat" Dr Harvey says. Is it normal for me to feel pride that my baby has a good heartbeat? "Also the results from the blood test come back and everything is clear and positive. This is a very healthy baby" she says and I'm so happy. I've been wondering if my baby may have possibly had a condition, and what I had done to cause that. People were telling me that if anything did come back, it wouldn't have been my fault. I found that difficult to believe. But hearing that my baby is totally healthy puts me at ease.
Dr Harvey makes an appointment to see me in a few weeks and we go through a few pregnancy details. She also puts my due date at around March 4th. Once we're able to leave the hospital, we take my mom to work. The conversation is free and easy until I decide to ask her about birth.
"Mom, does it really hurt as much as everyone says it does?" I ask her. I see her shift slightly in her seat and it gives me the answer. I gulp. I'm a total wuss when it comes to pain. I don't have a high threshold for pain. This is what I'm dreading the most.
"Sweetie, I'll be honest; it does hurt. But the first time you hold your baby, the whole labour and the pain is forgotten" she says and I guess that's true. I've already had small fantasies of holding my baby straight after they've been born. In my mind I'm so happy. However, the only slight disappointment I have is the baby is wrapped in a white blanket and have a white hat on, so I can't tell if the baby is a boy or a girl. I can't even keep a solid idea of what the baby is going to be. One day I'll think I'm having a boy and then the next I'll think I'm having a girl.
"Yeah. I guess" I say.
"Have you thought about how you want to give birth?" mom asks.
"Yeah. I want to push the baby out normally in the delivery room. As much as it's going to hurt, I still want to do it. I think I'm just going to go with gas and air and maybe some injections. I'm not having an epidural though. I don't like the sound of the side effects" I say. I read some side effects include pain, back soreness and loss of bladder control. Definitely don't want those.
"All pain relief has side effects, sweetie" Mom points out.
"I know they do. But I think I can handle the gas and air ones better" I say. Just a little drowsiness. No big deal. We pull up outside of SIP.
"Have a good day at work mom" I say as she gets out of the car.
"I'll see you later, sweetie" she says.
"Bye" I say and we're going back to the house, so I can get ready for the trip to California later.
[-xXx-]
"What about Kyle?" Ava suggests. We've spent the last hour going through baby names. Ava has only suggested boy names, and either she is right and the baby is a boy or she is in extreme denial. Either way, I'm worried about her health. And it's even spread to my family. Ted is now convinced he's having a nephew. Maybe the warm California sun is affecting the way she thinks.
"No, it doesn't feel right" I say. One thing I've learned about this process is that I'm quite picky. My friends have been suggesting names for a long time and I've pretty much shot down every suggestion. Not because I didn't like the majority of the names, but because I didn't think the names suited the baby. The only thing I've decided is my baby's middle name. If the baby is a boy, his middle name will be Christian. If the baby is a girl her middle name will be Anastasia.
"You've said that about every name!" Ava finally gives up.
"But it true! Nothing feels right. I'm just going to wait until the baby is born to decide" I say my decision. "Ava. I really appreciate how enthusiastic you are about the baby, but you have only named boy names for the last hour" I say and look to my side, at Ava laying on the sun lounger. We decided to spend our day sun-bathing before we fly back to Seattle later on tonight. Yesterday, Saturday, we spent the morning and the afternoon shopping in one of the malls of Long beach. We came back and then went for out to a restaurant for dinner. It was so, good, and now we have 4 hours before we have to be leaving for the plane to go back to Seattle.
"You're having a boy. I'm not wrong, so deal with it" she says and the sunglasses come back down, and she lays back down on the lounger. I stand up, ignoring Ava's apparent psychic powers.
"Who wants lemonade?" I ask my friends and stand up from the lounger. If they didn't all answer yes I would've said they were all asleep. I go into the kitchen and pour out four glasses of fresh lemonade, I also take the opportunity to call my parents. I dial the house phone and Mom answers.
"Hey mom" I greet.
"Hey princess. Are you having fun?" she asks. I've only spoken to mom once the whole time I've been here. Dad has had the most phone calls with me.
"Loads. Thank you so much for this"
"No problem, sweetie, as long as you are being safe. So what are you doing now?"
"Just doing a bit of tanning, before we fly back later. Don't worry, mom. I'm using plenty of sun cream" I reassure her, before she questions if I'm protecting myself from the sun.
"That's good, sweetie" she says and we talk for a few minutes before I decide to go back to my girls.
"Listen, mom, I have to get back. Tell Dad that I called and that I love him" I say.
"Of course, sweetie. I love you too. We'll see you tonight"
"Love you too. See you later" and we hang up. I take the tray back outside and see that my friends have not moved. All 3 of them are wearing bikini's. Ava's is pale pink and asymmetrical, Larissa's is black and fringed and Frankie is wearing a green one with jewels on. I'm wearing a full black swimsuit with ruffles on.
"Here you go" I say and set them down on a table. They all sit up at this point and start to drink. Larissa's phone vibrates and she picks it up and smiles.
"Spencer?" Frankie asks Larissa, and she lifts her head and smiles at us. So it must be going well so far.
"How's it going between you two?" Ava asks what I've just been thinking.
"Great. He's really smart and funny, but kind and hot at the same time. I swear he was made just for me" she says, all dreamily. That's what I used to to think about Austin.
"Are you two going on a date?" I ask them. I'm so pleased that they've hit it off well. They will look really cute together.
"Tomorrow night, when we're back in Seattle. We're going to see a movie and thenwe're going for a meal" Oh, that's sounds nice.
"Spencer and Larissa sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G" I sing, and make kissing faces. They laugh at me.
"Really, Pheebs?" Larissa says but laughter is getting in between her words.
"Seriously, though, I'm really happy for you. I hope it goes well for you" I say and sit down next to her. They say that to me all the time. I understand now when they say that. I mean it when I say.
"Thanks, Pheebs" she says.
"It's your turn next, Frankie" I say.
"What do you mean?" Frankie is clearly confused.
"We need to find someone for you. Ava's got Dan. I've got my baby, Larissa has got Spencer. Now you" I decide.
"I'm good right now, thanks guys" she says laughing and she leans back down.
"In other news, Mariana really enjoyed herself on the date with Jared. They're going out again on Wednesday" Larissa says. A second date, go Jared!
"Oh that's great" I say. "A reminder girls, we are going to have to start packing our crap in about 3 hours. Ava you might want to start in 2 hours. You're leaving with a lot more than with what you came with" Our shopping trip yesterday went off nicely. Ava was also true to her word she kept her spending under a certain amount. She went into the sale sections. As proud as I am of her for buying sale items, she's bought so many clothes. She had to buy an extra suitcase to carry them all.
When we lie back down I reflect on my time in California. I've had so much fun while I've been here and I definitely plan on coming back here again in the future; perhaps in a few years. I'm not said about going to Seattle, I'm just going to miss California. The sun, and the feeling of being totally relaxed. I also felt pretty free here, which is strange because I was made to bring 5 security officers with me. That's pretty much everyone in my dad's army aside from Sawyer, Taylor and Patterson.
When I get back to Seattle, I'm starting longer hours at work and I'm going to start saving my money for the baby. I was debating on whether or not I should be looking for my own apartment but my Dad flat out refused. He said I wasn't allowed to move out into my own apartment. He said he'd rather me be at home and have a support system around me. His example was what if I lived on my own and I had an emergency and need to go the hospital. Eventually I agreed with him. I'm just going to focus and work hard for my baby.