The taxi dropped me off at the hospital. I walked to the front counter at the entrance.
"Hi, I don't have an appointment but I need to see a doctor." I said.
"Ma'am, you cannot see a doctor without an appointment. That's what clinics are for." the woman said. Having the day that I have had already, I just sighed.
"Fine then, where is the nearest clinic?" I asked. She pointed down the hall. "It's part of the hospital?" I asked. She nodded and went back to her work.
With a low growl I walked off in the direction she pointed. Passing dozens of people and walking through 2 or so hallways I found the clinic.
"Hi, I need to see a doctor." I said. The woman looked up at me with a faux smile.
"And what is it concerning?" she asked.
"I think I'm pregnant." I said. She nodded and gave me a sheet to fill out. I handed it back to her.
"OK the doctor should be out shortly." She said. I turned and looked around it looked like a typical doctor waiting room. I sat on a chair near a side table and waited. I looked down at the table, dozens of magazines covered the table. Time 2.0, Archeology weekly, Sports Weekly, and some entertainment magazine. I reached for the Archeology weekly. I was always interested in the past and history. I flipped through the pages until one caught my attention. The archeology that was going on off world territories. Mars, to be more specific, Olduvai. There was a picture of a woman in the corner of the article that caught my attention. I read the quote under the picture.
"We need to find everything out that we can up here on Mars. Given the archaeological digs are more dangerous here then they are on earth but we need to find out what went on." Dr. Grimm says.
My breath caught in my throat. Dr. Grimm? She looked like a blonde woman version of John. Same eyebrows. I tore the article out of the magazine, as the doctor called my name, I shoved it in my bag. Who was this Sam Grimm?
"Well, Ms. Jones. Seems like this was a false alarm." The doctor said as she brought in the results. I let out a sigh and got my coat.
"Thank you so much." I said as I shook the doctors hand. I walked out of the hospital and called the number Sarge had given me before I left.
"Hey Sarge, It's Maddie. False alarm. No mini me. Talk to you later I suppose." I said leaving him a message and hung up.
I looked around and felt the heavy weight of going home. I dialed a number on my phone.
"Hey, mom. Can you come pick me up?" I asked.
"Sure honey. Where are you?" she asked not even questioning why I wasn't at work.
"The hospital." I said and waited for the retaliation.
"What! Why are you there? Are you OK?" she panicked.
"Yes mom. I'm OK just come and get me. I'll explain everything." I said.
"OK I'll be there in a jiffy." she said and hung up. I sat on the curb and waited for my mom to come and get me.