'Okay, baby, do you know what we are doing today? I an so excited it for it, we are going to spend the holiday weekend in the Hamptons with our big noisy family. You've met all of them before, we just haven't all been together in a while.'
Alexis murmured to her baby as she tried to keep herself calm as she waited in Bishop's office with Shane on the Friday morning of the Memorial Day weekend. She'd been praying harder and harder every day that week that Bishop would come back and tell her they had nothing to worry about with their baby, that the foetus was a healthy bundle of unborn joy.
Being asked to come in to speak to the doctor one-on-one was not the way to put those worries at ease, so Alexis compensated by talking to her baby about their plans for the weekend, smiling when she felt the baby kick her.
'I know, I know, we have to wait a little more before seeing our friends, but don't worry everything will be fine.'
'Are you telling the baby not to worry or yourself?' Shane asked, her, leaning over to rub her belly. He couldn't get enough of putting his hands on her now that the baby was big enough for him to feel it kicking. The guys were also right, he noted, he found himself falling in love even more with his wife as he felt the proof of their love kicking away inside her body. 'Yeah, I know, baby. Mumum is being a big worry wart, isn't is?'
'I just don't understand why Bishop called us down here. We haven't done anything wrong during the first few months.'
'I know, we weren't passing notes in study hall, either!'
'Very funny, morgue boy.'
'Morgue boy.' Shane leaned over, felt the baby wigglign and jigglign around. 'Is Mumum being funny baby? Bump once for no.'
He waited, felt two little nudges under his palm and sighed. 'Well of course you agree with her,' he sighed comically, 'she has the rockin' boobies, doesn't she?'
'They're huge, I know.'
'Massive...and juicy...and sexy.'
'Doctor Weaver.' Alexis tried to stare down her husband but it didn't work when she split into a fit of giggles. 'Shane, I know what you're doing.'
'I know. I also know from talking to Javi in particular, that when he and Mere had the amniocentesis done for the twins, the reason Harvey called them down to use the time to talk to them about other things.'
'Mere did mention that to me too, but I figured that was a special case because she had twins.' Alexis saw Shane's gaze hadn't lifted from her rather impressive cleavage; she had to admit she was rocking the preggo boobs today in a breezy coral pink tanktop that let her sweat as much as she wanted without it looking gross. 'Shane? Up here, big guy.'
'No, those are the big gals,' he retorted, not bothering to apoligzing for openly ogglign her goodies. 'They look so soft...and kissable.'
'Shane calm yourself.' But there was a twinkle in Alexis' eye; the boys hadn't been kidding when they'd told her that her husband would still want her body as she got bigger and bigger with the baby. 'We'll have lots of time at the cottage for...napping.'
'Mansion.'
'Cottage,' she insisted, knowing he loved this game.
'Mansion cottage.'
Alexis opened her mouth to rebut when Bishop came in, this time dressed in a natty grey suit, and Alexis wondered if it was because she missed Harvey so much that she saw the same thing as she'd seen with the other doctor - regular office clothes on this man looked almost cartoony. He belonged in his scrubs just as Harvey had. She noted he had a couple of things in his hands and felt a sick clench in her belly as she gripped Shane's hand tightly.
'Thanks for coming down this morning, Weaver family,' Bishop told them kindly, 'I know you're both eager to get on the road to the Hamptons house. Jim told me it's your family's tradition.'
'It is.'
'How are you feeling?'
'Nervous,' Alexis replied, felt a series of rapid kicks from the baby. 'And the baby isn't happy with that.'
'Well rest easy because your results came back and you have one perfectly healthy baby growing in there.'
'Oh thank God.' Shane breathed it out, not realizing how nervous he was himself; his energy was focused on keeping his wife from stressing.
'I also wanted you to come in to go over a few other things as well,' Bishop continued, scanning Alexis' medical file. 'The bloodwork came back and your iron is lower than I'd like to see it, Alexis, so these-' he picked up the pill bottle he'd brought in with him '-are a prenatal vitamin that contain an iron supplement.'
'Cool. What's that?' Alexis pointed to the device in his hands; it looked like an iPod Touch with IV tubing in lieu of headphones.
'This is a hydration pump, I reccommend it to all of my patients who are coming into their third trimester in the summer. The forecast says this one will be a scorcher so while I'm not going to tell you to do it, I'm very strongly in favour of it for you.'
'How does it work?' Shane asked.
'We would give Alexis a small Port-A-Cath in her thigh and she would carry a small purse to house a five-hundred millilitre bag of fluid for when she is sitting down for longer periods of time, say at work and if she were up and moving around at a family get together, we would use this.'
Bishop held up the iPod-esque device. 'This has a smaller amount, only two-hundred and fifty millilitre hydration solution.'
'Is this something we have to decide on right now?' Alexis asked and he shook his head.
'No, this is a major decision to make about your last trimester, I don't expect to hear about it until our next appointment in mid-June. Discuss it together, take your time thinking about it and I'll be prepare to put in the Port-A-Cath on your next check-up Alexis.'
'Okay.' Alexis nodded, rubbed her belly as she felt the bubbles in her tummy just before her diaphragm convulsed and she let out a little 'hic'. 'Oh dammit!'
'Oh, no,' Shane laughed as he looked at his wife's suddenly pissed-off expression. 'They're back?'
'They're back. I blame -hic- the pomper-hic-o burrito I had for lu-hic-unch.'
Bishop spun away from his hiccuping patient and retrieved a small brochure. 'Here. Massage techniques for upper and lower end gas.'
'Thanks Doctor -hic- Bishop, I...' Alexis trailed off as she felt her hormones kick in along with the hiccups. 'I just want -hic- you to know that we-hic-e don't think of you as a replace-hic-ment for Harvey. You -hic- you -hic-'
'It's okay, Alexis, I understand. Now go have fun and I'll see you in three weeks.'
