Christine had been living with Meg for the last three months, but she found herself becoming too attached. She didn't need her feelings for the pregnant woman to intensify, but perhaps it was already much too late for that. Especially with how domesticated things had become between them. Just this morning, her blonde friend had ducked around her to cut the fruit while she made the crepes. It couldn't have been easy, considering just how big Meg had become in her pregnancy. Due to her friend's small but curvy stature, she looked much further along than she actually was. But Christine supposed years of ballet weren't just going to magically wear off. Based off of what they'd read in the papers that the doctor had given them before they left, she should be in sixteen weeks along by now. So that explained why she was showing so much as well. Breakfast went well enough but as they were doing dishes, something occurred to Christine. Something important.

"Meg? What happened to the appointment you were supposed to make? You should've had an ultrasound before now..." Christine drawled the words out slowly, not wanting to sound like she was accusing her- but in a way she was. This was important, especially with the state that Meg had been found in. Even though it was obvious the baby had miraculously survived, it was better safe than sorry.

Meg hesitated as she looked up at Christine, a small pout forming on those kissable lips of hers. "I've been cancelling it. I'm scared, Christine." She whispered softly. Despite the good moments that they both tended to focus on, she often felt horrible. Sometimes a little heavier than she should be. The morning sickness was worse than she was expecting as was the tenderness in her breasts. She couldn't tell if this was a good thing or something absolutely horrible.

"Alright... We'll just do a walk in today. I'll come with if that makes you feel better or something." Christine offered before she could stop herself. She supposed it wasn't something that could be considered intimate. Most friends would do this for each other, wouldn't they? Meg wouldn't think it was weird at all. She didn't even think their living situation was weird.

Meg hesitated, biting her lower lip for a moment before she nodded her agreement. Once the dishes were done, Meg hurried upstairs to change into a pale pink tank top and a skirt of the same color. Her shoes were thankfully flats rather than heels and she'd pulled her hair back with her favorite white bow. Christine, herself, had opted to wear a simple t-shirt and some jeans. She saw no reason to dress up every time they went out.

With that, they were off and headed towards the clinic. Thankfully, when they arrived, things weren't overly crowded and there wouldn't be too much of a wait time, not even for people who were simply walking in like the two of them. They waited for a while, idly chatting about everything and nothing all at once. Just as they'd reached the subject of baby names, Meg's name was called. The blonde stood and grabbed Christine's wrist as she followed the nurse back.

Christine was surprised that her friend wanted her to come all the way back with her, but at the same time she was concerned. This couldn't be too helpful towards remaining nothing friendly and detached. She sat there silently while Meg's vitals were taken. By the time that they reached the ultrasound, both of them had been getting antsy. Meg reached out to take her hand this time, lacing their fingers together. Christine gave her hand a gentle squeeze and watched the monitor. She thought it looked like there might be more than one baby... But perhaps that was just her eyes playing tricks on her.

"Well, Miss Giry, it seems that you're pregnant with triplets. You should've been coming in regularly before now. You're very lucky that your babies have survived up until this point for more reasons than one. If you want to be a mother, you're going to have to start taking better care of yourself soon." The doctor scolded her firmly and Meg nodded, her free hand resting just above the swell of her stomach. Christine couldn't help the way she teared up a little bit, nor was she thinking straight when she pressed a kiss to the back of Meg's hand. However, the moment she realized what she'd done, she jerked back as if she'd been burned. Meg's smile faded and she seemed hurt. If she wished to entertain her fantasy, she'd almost say that the flushed state of her friend's cheeks was because of her but it would only hurt to pretend.

After scheduling a planned C-section in the future and scheduling another checkup, she and Meg left the clinic together. The ride home was silent, but not for Meg's lack of trying, but Christine just told her that she was trying to think and she needed silence. She ignored the way that Meg flinched and looked down, figuring it was just a reaction and nothing important. The blonde kept her gaze towards the floor of the car and rubbed her stomach slowly. By the time that they entered the home, Christine whirled on Meg, "I think I should move back into my own place." She stated coldly.

Meg's dark eyes widened and her bottom lip trembled. "C-Christine?" she questioned softly, as if she couldn't comprehend something. She was acting as if this was a breakup or something of the sort. No, that was nothing more than Christine seeing what she wished to see.

Christine purposely ignored the guilt that was already churning in her gut and turned away to head for the stairs. "I've stayed longer than I originally intended to anyways. You've probably got someone you're interested in and I've got other things to attend to." She explained, never looking back. She packed her things as quickly as she could manage. She needed to leave before she became more attached than she already was.

Once she was done, she headed back downstairs, not sparing a glance at Meg. The blonde must've been the one making those high-pitched keening noises and not a dog in someone's backyard. It was rather upsetting to hear her friend sobbing like that but she couldn't stay. If she stayed then she'd convince herself that she could have more and that simply wasn't possible. Especially not with triplets in the picture. After all, perhaps Meg would end up getting back with Chauncey again despite everything that happened.