The small room was far too cold thus causing the fur on the back of the female squirrel's neck to stand on end. The almost blinding bright lights made her want to dig her fingernails into her already pounding head. Sandy sat in a chair next to the examination bed, as she waited for the doctor to return with her test results. The large gray wolf had likely only been gone for 10 minutes but for Sandy it had felt like hours in her current sickly condition. She only prayed he'd be able to prescribe her something to take the edge off of the dreadful bug she had come down with.

Sandy let out a sigh of relief after hearing a light knock on the door before it slowly opened. The browned furred woman gripped her knees tightly as she watched her doctor walk back into the room while looking over some paperwork on the clipboard in his hand. "So can ya give me anything ta function properly until I get better?"

The canine doctor stopped and flipped through a few sheets of paper before looking back at her and nodding a yes. "Vitamin B6; which you can get from sweet potatoes, nuts, or lean meats should help you feel a bit better. Also, ginger should help soothing some of your symptoms. With the information you gave me I'm guessing you'll likely be dealing with this at least another 6 weeks, and after that…" The male wolf paused and gave her a grin over his clipboard. "You'll more than likely have different issues to deal with."

Sandy looked at her physician confused. "What do ya mean?" She questioned as she leaned her weight to her left side as she filled with worry.

"You're pregnant. Maybe around 8 weeks along."

Disbelief filled Sandy's mind as she looked away from her doctor and to the wall next to her. There was no way should could be pregnant as Shadow told her he was infertile before they even got married. She had only ever been with him so this just wasn't possible. "I can't be." She stated forcefully while looking back at her primary caregiver. "The test is wrong."

"These tests are very rarely wrong Mrs. Robotnik. However, after we set you up an appointment for next week, with your OBGYN for an ultrasound, you'll find yourself having a harder time staying in denial." The doctor walked over to her, as she was still in shock, and placed his hand on her shoulder. "Congratulation, Sandra." He then walked out of the room leaving her spiraling as she waited for the nurse to return with her discharge paperwork.

Sandy walked out of the doctor's office, papers in hand, to find her brother, Randy, sitting on a bench by the entry door watching the busy street in front of the clinic. Randy looked back at the sound of the automatic sliding door opening and jumped up at the sight of his still distressed sister.

"Hey! What's tha verdict?" He grinned as she walked pasted him very noticeably upset.

"I don't feel well." She quietly replayed as she made her way to his truck.

"Well yeah… That's why I drove ya here." He laughed as he followed behind her.

Sandy ignored her brother's attempt at humor and opened the door to his beat-up white Ford truck before j she jumped in the passenger seat. After hooking up her seatbelt she looked out her window blankly and stayed silent. She just wanted to go to sleep, and forget about this day.

"What's wrong?"

Sandy jumped after feeling her brother's hand fall on her knee. She hadn't even noticed him enter the vehicle with her. "Nothing." She gave Randy her best fake smile. She always hated to lie, and especially to her family. "I just gotta wait this out." She looked back out her window and tried to meditate as her brother started his truck and made the way back to her house.

Sandy attempted to take a nap after her brother dropped her off at her house. She found herself just staring at the ceiling as Rune cuddled up next to her. Try as she might she couldn't wrap her mind around her diagnosis. It seemed so unreal. She was just ill off and on throughout the day; how could that translate to her having a growing life inside of her?

The fact she was having so much trouble dealing with her current medical condition made her worry even more about how Shadow would take things. They had only talked about children a few times. Mostly him explaining he was shooting blanks, and he was thankful as he didn't think he'd make a very good parent. He'd also grumbled his irritation on a few occasions about the children causing a commotion around them. After that she never really brought it up, as she married him for his company, and not with the intent of producing offspring with him. She'd felt mostly ok with the idea of them growing old, and childless together.

It was true she'd thought about being a mother back when she was in elementary school, as most girls did, but by the time she became a teenage she became far more focused on her studies and the hopes of what should could accomplish in life with regards to a career. Family was nice, but she already had one. Now, her whole world had been thrown into disarray as she hadn't even fathomed the idea of children. How was she going to continue on with her work, and deal with a baby? How was Shadow going to deal with a baby?

Sandy closed her eyes and tried to stop over thinking things, but try as she might her mind refused to stop barking. She was so long in thought she didn't notice the sound of the front door opening and Rune get up and make his way to the living area to greet his male master. She nearing jumped out of her skin as Shadow entered the bedroom. "GAHH!" She blurted as she jumped to her feet in shock before relaxing in relief to find her now amused husband leaning against the bedroom doorframe.

"You seem to be doing better. I take it the doctor prescribed you some pills?" A small grin pushed crossed his lips, as he rarely had the opportunity to sneak up on her.

"He said the sickness it'll pass, and then just gave me eating advice." She sat back on the edge of the bed avoiding eye contact with him. She didn't have to tell him yet, did she?

"Eating advice?" Shadow walked further into the room so he was now standing across from her and leaning slightly back on their dresser. "For the flu?"

"It ain't the flu." She looked down at the ground still trying to find her nerve to address him about the issue at hand.

"What is it then?" His voice seemed confused and somewhat concerned.

"Well, I guess ya could consider it closely reminiscent of a parasite, but not really as most medical experts don't look at reproductive health as a host verse dependent being." She finally looked up at him to see his face even more confused than he had sounded earlier.

"What?" He seemed to have not understood any of what she had just said, but honestly that was kinda what she was going for.

She opened her mouth to respond to him but nothing came out at first. She then closed her mouth stood up and clasped her hands together in front of her wait. She looked down and took a deep breath before looking back at him. "I'm pregnant."

Shadows expression stayed the same as he continued to look at her confused. "How?" He finally asked calmly, far too calmly in Sandy's opinion.

She placed her hands on her hips now becoming a bit irritated that he seemed to be playing stupid. "Well ya see…" She started as she cocked her head to one side. "When a man loves a woman, and a woman lov-"

"NO!" He now yelled as he cut her off. She knew it would far too unlikely he'd stay calm for the remainder of the conversation. "How long have you been unfaithful to me?" His fists now holding on tight to the dresser tops that he was leaning on.

"I've never cheated on ya Shadow!" Her hands now clenched tightly in fists as well. She took a step towards him as her eyes narrowed. "How could ya even suggest that?!"

"I'm infertile!" He protested.

"Guess again!" She yelled back as he turned to storm out of the room.

"It can't be mine." He mumbled to himself as he poured himself a stiff drink. He looked over and Sandy sat on the couch and burred her face in her hands. He then took a few drinks as felt his nerves start to clam a little. He then made his way to the couch and took a seat next to her as his continued to sip on his drink as she cried almost silently next to him. "How long?" He questioned again as he looked at her.

"She removed her hands from her face and scowled at him after wiping tears away. "I already told ya I didn't cheat on yer sorry butt!"

"NO! no…" He quickly finished off his drink and set the glass down on the coffee table. "How far along are you?" He asked his face becoming somewhat hopeful.

Now Sandy was confused. "The doctor thinks around eight weeks." She responded as he nerves became less on edge as the softer tone of his voice.

"Good." He nodded his head and took her hand. "Then we still have time."

"Time fer what?" She felt herself getting dangerously close to the edge again.

"To have it taken care of."

Sandy pulled her hand away from him then stood up and took a few steps away from her husband. "Ya better not be suggesting what I think ya are."

"Sandra, we have no business having a child. We both work far too much, and…" He trailed off as he stood to make himself another drink.

"How can ya be so selfish? We're talking about our baby!"

"It's not really alive yet." He didn't even bother pouring the liquor into his glass and started to drink directly from the bottle.

"Ya can't be serious! It's growing inside me. That sound like it's alive ta me!" She grabbed her shoes and put them on.

"At 8 weeks an abortion is the same thing as birth control." He took another swig as he made his way back to the couch.

"Stopping something from happening and killing it after it's happened are two very different things, ya ass!" She finished putting on her shoes and then made her way into the bedroom to through some of her things in a bag. She'd be damned if she was going to stay here and listen to him plot their child's demise all night.

"This isn't fair! I should have a say in this too!" He yelled at her from the other room.

"Maybe ya shouldn't have told me ya couldn't make babies, and then we could have planned properly!" She shot back as she zipped up her bag and grabbed her wallet and car keys.

"There is still time to fix this!" He told her as she walked out the front door.

"Seems like we're far past that." She then slammed the front door before jumping in her jeep, and making her way to her brother's house.