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Chapter 3 of Junior X
A Beacon of hope
Sunlight beamed brightly into the room of Kurt and Kitty Wagner the next morning. It cruely hit Kurt dead in his eyes, forcing him to wake up to reality and face the fact that
his life was worthless. Not that he really had to wake up, though. After all, sleep and peace of mind were strangers to him nowadays. He rolled over and noticed Kitty's side of the bed empty. "Up and at em, elf." Kurt muttered to himself. Another day with no rest, and no point in going on or living.
He made his way into the Kitchen, finding Kitty sitting at the table alone. Her brown eyes bloodshot with tears of anguish and loss. She chewed absent-mindedly on a piece of toast.
Seeing her in such pain made Kurt's own heartbreak even more unbearable. He silently poured a cup of coffee and sat next to Kitty, who didn't seem to notice him.
"My beautiful Katzchen," he said and brushed her hair out of her tired face. " We..."
He was cut short. Interrupted by one Dr. Hank McCoy. The Beast came bursting suddenly in the kitchen, as excited as a child with a new toy.
"Ah, if it isn't my favorite cute couple!" Hank crowed, his granny-rimmed glasses nearly falling off the end of his nose. "Just the people I want to see!!! I have done it!! Yes, I am a genius!!" He threw the papers he had in his hand in the air in celebration.
Kurt was more than a little annoyed at this, as he was at so many things now. "Hank, we do not want to hear about....."
"Oh, but you do, my friends, you do!! I have the solution to your baby dilema!:" Hank said excitedly.
Kurt and Kitty now had Hank's full attention. "Oh, Hank!! I knew you could do it!!"
Kitty squealed and wrapped her arms around him in a thankful, relieved hug.
"Indeed. Actually, I have you to thank, Kitty." Hank explained. "You see, you were the one who suggested that I have a look see into Shiar technology. That's just what I did."
"And?" Kurt said in excitement.
"Perhaps the two of you should follow me." Hank motioned for them. "This will require much explaination. After all, if you agree to this, this child of yours will not come into the
world by normal circumstances."
The Wagners followed Hank, looking at each other with new hope and curiousity.
Just what card did Dr. McCoy have up his blue, furry sleeve.
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The Wagners sat in the same chairs they had sat in the previous day. Yesterday, when their hopes of having a family again were shattered. Now, they came to this same Medlab with hope in their hearts.
Kurt was quite suprised when the Professor hovered in the medroom . "Hello, my children. Hank tells me that we need to have a small conference. Something about your attempts to start a family. Tell me Hank," The Professsor looked up at the muscular
blue doctor, "What business should this be of mine?'
Hank smiled widely. "Everything will play itself out as I explain." Hank said and placed an alien object on top of the lab table.
Everyone's eyes cast down on the object. It was approximatley the size of a softball, and just as round. It was obviously Shiar in design, the Professor could plainly see that. However, it also had a somewhat phalanx look to it. A techno-organic type membrane
which also consisted of some technological workings.
"What is that?" Kurt asked.
"This, my friend," Hank proceeded, "Is what the Shiar affectionatly know as an incubation orb. It has helped many Shiar couples who could not have children make their dreams possible."
"How does this work?" Kitty was intrigued.
"I Know exactly." The Professor chimed in. As a man who was all to familiar with Shiar culture, and whose own soulmate was a Shiar emperess, he had experience with this type of thing before. Would they agree to such a procedure? While this situation was common and accepted amongst the Shiar, would it be accepted to Kurt and Kitty, as well as the others? After all, this was unheard of in earth culture, and accepted as impossible.
Impossible. A word unknown to the X-men. The Professor smiled.
"Simple, actually." Hank picked up the small device, and further explained. " We extract an egg from you, and fertilize it with Kurt's sperm. The fertilized egg is then injected inside the orb. The orb is in turn, surgically implanted into a host." Hank held up a small, pinlike device, also Shiar in origin. "This detection device will then read the frequencies given off by the orb during the host's so -called pregnancy. In other words," Hand
finished, "The orb is an artificial womb. It acts in the same way. It's techno-organic structure allows the host to attach blood vessels to its walls, where the fetus will recieve nourishment from the host, just as it would in a mother's uterus. Ingenius." Hank held the device up to light in fascination.
"OH HANK!! THIS IS WONDERFUL!!" Kitty squealed with delight. " I can carry my own child!!" She wrapped her arms around Kurt, who was dissolved in tears of joy.
Hank looked at the two. " Uh, Kitty." Hank interjected. " You see, you cannot carry the orb. It was not designed to be carried by the female. It was specifically designed to be implanted in men." Hank finished, looking at everyone in the lab for their reaction.
"What?" Kitty asked.
"That's what I said. This would give Kurt the opportunity to carry your child. There would be no outsiders involved, as you feared with surrogate parenting. Only the child's parents are involved in its creation. Even though it is the father playing the role of gestation instead of the mother." Hank stated.
Kurt stroked his stubbled chin in thought. " Let me get this straight, mein frieund," Kurt asked, going over this possibility in his mind. "You mean to tell me that, in other words, I would be, well..."
"Pregnant, Kurt." The Professor interrupted. "I know how shocking and out of this world it may sound, but remember, it may be unheard of on earth, but I assure you it is quite common amongst the Shiar."
The Professor explained.
Kurt looked around him. This was absolutely outrageous!! He, a 27 year old man, a male, the dominant sex, or what most men thought, would be pregnant.
How would the others react?
Kitty looked at her husband. " Kurt," she told him lovingly. "We have been hoping for a child for so long. So long for another chance at happiness. But," she brushed his cheek lightly. "This is your decision, and I will stand by it all the way."
Kurt looked lovingly into his wife's dark, soulful eyes. His soulmate. His better half. His longtime friend. He looked around to the Professor and back up to Hank.
"Whatever your decision, Kurt," the professor said, "I am sure you will have all of the x-mens' support. For one, you certainly have mine, and of course, Hank's."
Hank was so intrigued by the whole concept (no pun intended). The scientific ramifications of this procedure could be quite mind-boggling. This could end so many couple's suffering for the longing of a child. For one, Hank secretely hoped Kurt would agree. Hank was certian this would work. The prospects of the scientific study of a fetus growing inside a man's body whet his appetite in the search of knowledge. But Hank knew, as a doctor, he could not influence Kurt's decision.
Kurt span back around to his wife, his heart swelling with hope and happiness. He would make sure he and his wife's dream came true. He would put right what had once went wrong. This time, he would not let this child down. Kurt stood to his feet and looked around the medlab once more.
"For the longest time," Kurt began, " I have hoped and prayed for a baby. A precious little one to heal the scars that had been ripped in mine and my wife's souls. Today, God has answered my prayers, in the form of Hank McCoy. I certainly didn't expect my child to be brought into the world this way. This indeed prooves that God works in mysterious ways. As X-men, we all know too well that the abnormal and outrageous are the norms for us. We have spanned galaxies, hopped dimensions, encountered alien beings with nigh
omnipotent power. Kitty even has a pet dragon." Kurt grinned, referring to Lockheed.
The idea of a man being pregnant is, when one thinks of it, the most normal, outrageous event that has happened to us. I am more than willing to go through the procedure, Dr. McCoy." Kurt nodded to him. For the first time in a year, hope shimmered in his golden eyes.
"Wonderful, Kurt!!" Hank was nearly drunk with delight at Kurt's decision. Kitty objected. "Kurt, what about the risks? I mean, how will this affect your health?" Kitty looked at Kurt with worry in her eyes.
"Yes, we do need to discuss the possible risk factors, as well as what you should expect."
Hank agreed.
"Then let's discuss them now." Kurt said. He was truly excited about this.
"The orb was designed for implantation in Shiar men." Hank stroked his furry chin. "You see, while the anatomy of the Shiar and that of earthlings are similar, they are not exact.
These differences may actually be of benefit, or they may cause risks or complications.
Remember, the male of any species of mammal was not designed to carry a growing fetus.
You will have to be closely monitored. Your overall healthy and strong, and that is highly in your favor." Hank sat down at the desk beside the lab table, and sat his glasses down on the desk top. "Please have a seat, Kurt. There is much to explain to you. I want you to go into this well-educated on what you are getting yourself into."
Kurt pulled the chair out on the other side of the desk, and gave Hank his attention. "Please fill me in, mein freund." Kurt smiled, all blue pointed ears.
"Well, now that you know some of the risks, you should know some of the benefits as compared to a woman going through the same thing." Hank explained. " You are a man, and as such, you will not have the flucuating female hormones that cause mood swings and morning sickness." Hank smiled
Kurt was confused. He had medical training himself. While he was nowhere on the same high knowledge of medicine as McCoy, he did know a few basic things about anatomy.
"I am well aware my body produces no estrogen. But a fetus needs estrogen to grow.
How will that be taken care of? Do I have to take injections? Will I grow breasts and my voice become high pitched?" Kurt was laughing now. This was really new territory.
"That's what makes this orb so wonderful." Hank said as he picked the device up once more. "You see, the inside of the orb has a synthesizer that produces artificial estrogen.
Just as good as natural, and serves the same purpose. Don't worry about any female characteristics popping up on you, though." Hank laughed, "The hormone stays in side the walls of the orb and gives the child what it will need to grow properly. It is never released in your bloodstream, so your own body is never affected by it." Hank sat the orb back down
"Should I know anything else?" Kurt asked, intrigued.
"Yes, there is. This is probably the most unpleasant part." Hank looked into Kurt's eyes.
"The orb, as perfect as it may seem, is not without its faults. No matter how good a technology is, it cannot change the fact that nature did not design the male to carry a child.
You were not born with a birth canal, and the orb has no opening. It is merely a housing for a growing fetus. At the end of your nine months, the child is removed surgically."
"I figured as much." Kurt nodded
"That's not all. You see, as the orb expands with the child, the techno-organic membrane becomes almost diamond-hard. Nothing can penetrate it. Scapels, nothing."
"Well," Kurt asked, "How is the child removed?"
"Here is the painful part. At the end of gestation, the orb will begin to contract, or prime itself to be cut open. The priming of the orb can take days. The orb will contract so that the techno-organic walls will become soft enough to be sliced with the scapel."
"Why will this be painful?" Kurt swallowed nervously.
"Well, you see, as I said, your body will grow blood vessels and nerve endings around the orb in order to nourish the child inside you. You will feel every last contraction. In other words, you will be in a form of labor." Hank explained. "And, as far as the database shows, these are very strong spasms. You remember how much pain Kitty was in giving birth to Jacob?" Hank asked.
"How could I forget? She threatened to kill me if I ever touched her again!" Kurt laughed, and Kitty scoulded at him.
"Well, your pain is going to be twice that, and for a longer duration." Hank explained.
"How long?' Kitty asked , worry in her eyes.
"It could be two days, or as long as a week. You must understand, I am new to this as well. There is still some details I may be unaware of. We have nothing to compare this to other than the fact that it is quite common among the Shiar, which is not really a fair comparison. We have to play this thing by ear." Hank said matter of factly.
Kitty called Kurt to the side. "I'm not sure about this. There's too many risks, elf. And the pain? Worse than a woman's normal labor? Oh Kurt, I did'nt think it to be possible."
Kurt's face stiffened in stubborness. "And the pain we must endure every day of the loss of our child? Of perhaps never having another? Kitty, I'm willing to risk everything. I'm willing to take any chance to make us a family again." Kurt looked her dead in the eyes.
He was determined. There was no talking him out of it. "You said you would support my decision." Kurt turned away.
"Kurt, I have indeed lost a child. I don't want to loose my husband, too." Kitty said.
"You're not going to loose me, liebling. We germans are a hardy race." Kurt grinned.
"Promise me you will let me take care of you? I'm going to be there every step of the way. When you do go into this sort of labor you're suppose to have, promise me that you'll let me be there, soothing you, taking care of you like you alway have for me?"
Kitty was worried. Kurt knew she loved him.
"How soon can you do this, Hank?" Kurt asked
"I can start tommorrow morning. I will take Kitty's egg and your sperm. If all goes well as it should, you could be in the family way by tommorrow evening." Hank smiled. This was indeed going to be one hell of a ride for all three of them.
"I suppose I do not need to inform you of what else you can expect?" Hank said, arising from his chair.
"Such as?" Kurt asked, a light-hearted tone in his voice.
"Just the basic changes you can expect in your body. You know the most obvious things.
You can kiss your flat, washboard stomach goodbye in a couple of months. Your back will probably ache due to carrying around the extra weight of the child in your abdomen.
Your graceful, athletic abilities will be severely impaired in a couple of months due to the fact that your midsection will be as big as a house..." Hank trailed off, looking at Kurt's
reaction to the facts spilled before him. Kurt seemed eager as ever to have this procedure done.
Kurt laughed. "There's nothing you can tell me that will keep me from doing this. I am going to see to it that I and my wife's child is brought into this world healthy and happy."
Kurt nodded toward Hank in reassurance.
"It's done then." Hank clapped his hands together in satisfaction. "Both of you, meet me here at 8:00 a.m. tommorrow morning. I would like you to stay over, Kurt, so that I can perform necessary bloodwork."
"Of course, mein docktor." Kurt smiled and hopped up on top of the med lab table to offer Hank his arm. "You should go and rest, Kitty." Kurt looked at her with love and affection in his eyes. "We both have a long day tommorrow."
"Longer for you than me, my darling." Kitty smiled as she kissed him on the cheek. She then walked out the medroom door, leaving Hank to drawing Kurt's blood.
A million and one thoughts were dancing through Kitty's mind. Imagine, in the next nine months, she would be expecting a child. Her's and Kurt's baby. Only her body would not be going through the changes, Kurt's would. She played with the thought for a moment.
She would be watching on as her husband's stomach began to expand. She would watch the child grow inside him and when his time came, she would be the one to wipe the sweat from his brow as he would go through the pains the orb would give him as he would struggle to bring their child in this world.
"This couldn't be right. A man, my husband, bearing my child. Talk about reverse roles."
Kitty shuttered. She wanted another child so badly, but how was she going to be able to mentally handle the fact that Kurt was carrying their child?
She could. In fact, it was going to be a wonderful time for both of them. She knew how Kurt must have felt to watch Jacob grow inside her, and her heart raced with love for her
blue elf. "It's going to be beautiful." Kitty walked down the hall, still in a dream state.
Chapter 3 of Junior X
A Beacon of hope
Sunlight beamed brightly into the room of Kurt and Kitty Wagner the next morning. It cruely hit Kurt dead in his eyes, forcing him to wake up to reality and face the fact that
his life was worthless. Not that he really had to wake up, though. After all, sleep and peace of mind were strangers to him nowadays. He rolled over and noticed Kitty's side of the bed empty. "Up and at em, elf." Kurt muttered to himself. Another day with no rest, and no point in going on or living.
He made his way into the Kitchen, finding Kitty sitting at the table alone. Her brown eyes bloodshot with tears of anguish and loss. She chewed absent-mindedly on a piece of toast.
Seeing her in such pain made Kurt's own heartbreak even more unbearable. He silently poured a cup of coffee and sat next to Kitty, who didn't seem to notice him.
"My beautiful Katzchen," he said and brushed her hair out of her tired face. " We..."
He was cut short. Interrupted by one Dr. Hank McCoy. The Beast came bursting suddenly in the kitchen, as excited as a child with a new toy.
"Ah, if it isn't my favorite cute couple!" Hank crowed, his granny-rimmed glasses nearly falling off the end of his nose. "Just the people I want to see!!! I have done it!! Yes, I am a genius!!" He threw the papers he had in his hand in the air in celebration.
Kurt was more than a little annoyed at this, as he was at so many things now. "Hank, we do not want to hear about....."
"Oh, but you do, my friends, you do!! I have the solution to your baby dilema!:" Hank said excitedly.
Kurt and Kitty now had Hank's full attention. "Oh, Hank!! I knew you could do it!!"
Kitty squealed and wrapped her arms around him in a thankful, relieved hug.
"Indeed. Actually, I have you to thank, Kitty." Hank explained. "You see, you were the one who suggested that I have a look see into Shiar technology. That's just what I did."
"And?" Kurt said in excitement.
"Perhaps the two of you should follow me." Hank motioned for them. "This will require much explaination. After all, if you agree to this, this child of yours will not come into the
world by normal circumstances."
The Wagners followed Hank, looking at each other with new hope and curiousity.
Just what card did Dr. McCoy have up his blue, furry sleeve.
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The Wagners sat in the same chairs they had sat in the previous day. Yesterday, when their hopes of having a family again were shattered. Now, they came to this same Medlab with hope in their hearts.
Kurt was quite suprised when the Professor hovered in the medroom . "Hello, my children. Hank tells me that we need to have a small conference. Something about your attempts to start a family. Tell me Hank," The Professsor looked up at the muscular
blue doctor, "What business should this be of mine?'
Hank smiled widely. "Everything will play itself out as I explain." Hank said and placed an alien object on top of the lab table.
Everyone's eyes cast down on the object. It was approximatley the size of a softball, and just as round. It was obviously Shiar in design, the Professor could plainly see that. However, it also had a somewhat phalanx look to it. A techno-organic type membrane
which also consisted of some technological workings.
"What is that?" Kurt asked.
"This, my friend," Hank proceeded, "Is what the Shiar affectionatly know as an incubation orb. It has helped many Shiar couples who could not have children make their dreams possible."
"How does this work?" Kitty was intrigued.
"I Know exactly." The Professor chimed in. As a man who was all to familiar with Shiar culture, and whose own soulmate was a Shiar emperess, he had experience with this type of thing before. Would they agree to such a procedure? While this situation was common and accepted amongst the Shiar, would it be accepted to Kurt and Kitty, as well as the others? After all, this was unheard of in earth culture, and accepted as impossible.
Impossible. A word unknown to the X-men. The Professor smiled.
"Simple, actually." Hank picked up the small device, and further explained. " We extract an egg from you, and fertilize it with Kurt's sperm. The fertilized egg is then injected inside the orb. The orb is in turn, surgically implanted into a host." Hank held up a small, pinlike device, also Shiar in origin. "This detection device will then read the frequencies given off by the orb during the host's so -called pregnancy. In other words," Hand
finished, "The orb is an artificial womb. It acts in the same way. It's techno-organic structure allows the host to attach blood vessels to its walls, where the fetus will recieve nourishment from the host, just as it would in a mother's uterus. Ingenius." Hank held the device up to light in fascination.
"OH HANK!! THIS IS WONDERFUL!!" Kitty squealed with delight. " I can carry my own child!!" She wrapped her arms around Kurt, who was dissolved in tears of joy.
Hank looked at the two. " Uh, Kitty." Hank interjected. " You see, you cannot carry the orb. It was not designed to be carried by the female. It was specifically designed to be implanted in men." Hank finished, looking at everyone in the lab for their reaction.
"What?" Kitty asked.
"That's what I said. This would give Kurt the opportunity to carry your child. There would be no outsiders involved, as you feared with surrogate parenting. Only the child's parents are involved in its creation. Even though it is the father playing the role of gestation instead of the mother." Hank stated.
Kurt stroked his stubbled chin in thought. " Let me get this straight, mein frieund," Kurt asked, going over this possibility in his mind. "You mean to tell me that, in other words, I would be, well..."
"Pregnant, Kurt." The Professor interrupted. "I know how shocking and out of this world it may sound, but remember, it may be unheard of on earth, but I assure you it is quite common amongst the Shiar."
The Professor explained.
Kurt looked around him. This was absolutely outrageous!! He, a 27 year old man, a male, the dominant sex, or what most men thought, would be pregnant.
How would the others react?
Kitty looked at her husband. " Kurt," she told him lovingly. "We have been hoping for a child for so long. So long for another chance at happiness. But," she brushed his cheek lightly. "This is your decision, and I will stand by it all the way."
Kurt looked lovingly into his wife's dark, soulful eyes. His soulmate. His better half. His longtime friend. He looked around to the Professor and back up to Hank.
"Whatever your decision, Kurt," the professor said, "I am sure you will have all of the x-mens' support. For one, you certainly have mine, and of course, Hank's."
Hank was so intrigued by the whole concept (no pun intended). The scientific ramifications of this procedure could be quite mind-boggling. This could end so many couple's suffering for the longing of a child. For one, Hank secretely hoped Kurt would agree. Hank was certian this would work. The prospects of the scientific study of a fetus growing inside a man's body whet his appetite in the search of knowledge. But Hank knew, as a doctor, he could not influence Kurt's decision.
Kurt span back around to his wife, his heart swelling with hope and happiness. He would make sure he and his wife's dream came true. He would put right what had once went wrong. This time, he would not let this child down. Kurt stood to his feet and looked around the medlab once more.
"For the longest time," Kurt began, " I have hoped and prayed for a baby. A precious little one to heal the scars that had been ripped in mine and my wife's souls. Today, God has answered my prayers, in the form of Hank McCoy. I certainly didn't expect my child to be brought into the world this way. This indeed prooves that God works in mysterious ways. As X-men, we all know too well that the abnormal and outrageous are the norms for us. We have spanned galaxies, hopped dimensions, encountered alien beings with nigh
omnipotent power. Kitty even has a pet dragon." Kurt grinned, referring to Lockheed.
The idea of a man being pregnant is, when one thinks of it, the most normal, outrageous event that has happened to us. I am more than willing to go through the procedure, Dr. McCoy." Kurt nodded to him. For the first time in a year, hope shimmered in his golden eyes.
"Wonderful, Kurt!!" Hank was nearly drunk with delight at Kurt's decision. Kitty objected. "Kurt, what about the risks? I mean, how will this affect your health?" Kitty looked at Kurt with worry in her eyes.
"Yes, we do need to discuss the possible risk factors, as well as what you should expect."
Hank agreed.
"Then let's discuss them now." Kurt said. He was truly excited about this.
"The orb was designed for implantation in Shiar men." Hank stroked his furry chin. "You see, while the anatomy of the Shiar and that of earthlings are similar, they are not exact.
These differences may actually be of benefit, or they may cause risks or complications.
Remember, the male of any species of mammal was not designed to carry a growing fetus.
You will have to be closely monitored. Your overall healthy and strong, and that is highly in your favor." Hank sat down at the desk beside the lab table, and sat his glasses down on the desk top. "Please have a seat, Kurt. There is much to explain to you. I want you to go into this well-educated on what you are getting yourself into."
Kurt pulled the chair out on the other side of the desk, and gave Hank his attention. "Please fill me in, mein freund." Kurt smiled, all blue pointed ears.
"Well, now that you know some of the risks, you should know some of the benefits as compared to a woman going through the same thing." Hank explained. " You are a man, and as such, you will not have the flucuating female hormones that cause mood swings and morning sickness." Hank smiled
Kurt was confused. He had medical training himself. While he was nowhere on the same high knowledge of medicine as McCoy, he did know a few basic things about anatomy.
"I am well aware my body produces no estrogen. But a fetus needs estrogen to grow.
How will that be taken care of? Do I have to take injections? Will I grow breasts and my voice become high pitched?" Kurt was laughing now. This was really new territory.
"That's what makes this orb so wonderful." Hank said as he picked the device up once more. "You see, the inside of the orb has a synthesizer that produces artificial estrogen.
Just as good as natural, and serves the same purpose. Don't worry about any female characteristics popping up on you, though." Hank laughed, "The hormone stays in side the walls of the orb and gives the child what it will need to grow properly. It is never released in your bloodstream, so your own body is never affected by it." Hank sat the orb back down
"Should I know anything else?" Kurt asked, intrigued.
"Yes, there is. This is probably the most unpleasant part." Hank looked into Kurt's eyes.
"The orb, as perfect as it may seem, is not without its faults. No matter how good a technology is, it cannot change the fact that nature did not design the male to carry a child.
You were not born with a birth canal, and the orb has no opening. It is merely a housing for a growing fetus. At the end of your nine months, the child is removed surgically."
"I figured as much." Kurt nodded
"That's not all. You see, as the orb expands with the child, the techno-organic membrane becomes almost diamond-hard. Nothing can penetrate it. Scapels, nothing."
"Well," Kurt asked, "How is the child removed?"
"Here is the painful part. At the end of gestation, the orb will begin to contract, or prime itself to be cut open. The priming of the orb can take days. The orb will contract so that the techno-organic walls will become soft enough to be sliced with the scapel."
"Why will this be painful?" Kurt swallowed nervously.
"Well, you see, as I said, your body will grow blood vessels and nerve endings around the orb in order to nourish the child inside you. You will feel every last contraction. In other words, you will be in a form of labor." Hank explained. "And, as far as the database shows, these are very strong spasms. You remember how much pain Kitty was in giving birth to Jacob?" Hank asked.
"How could I forget? She threatened to kill me if I ever touched her again!" Kurt laughed, and Kitty scoulded at him.
"Well, your pain is going to be twice that, and for a longer duration." Hank explained.
"How long?' Kitty asked , worry in her eyes.
"It could be two days, or as long as a week. You must understand, I am new to this as well. There is still some details I may be unaware of. We have nothing to compare this to other than the fact that it is quite common among the Shiar, which is not really a fair comparison. We have to play this thing by ear." Hank said matter of factly.
Kitty called Kurt to the side. "I'm not sure about this. There's too many risks, elf. And the pain? Worse than a woman's normal labor? Oh Kurt, I did'nt think it to be possible."
Kurt's face stiffened in stubborness. "And the pain we must endure every day of the loss of our child? Of perhaps never having another? Kitty, I'm willing to risk everything. I'm willing to take any chance to make us a family again." Kurt looked her dead in the eyes.
He was determined. There was no talking him out of it. "You said you would support my decision." Kurt turned away.
"Kurt, I have indeed lost a child. I don't want to loose my husband, too." Kitty said.
"You're not going to loose me, liebling. We germans are a hardy race." Kurt grinned.
"Promise me you will let me take care of you? I'm going to be there every step of the way. When you do go into this sort of labor you're suppose to have, promise me that you'll let me be there, soothing you, taking care of you like you alway have for me?"
Kitty was worried. Kurt knew she loved him.
"How soon can you do this, Hank?" Kurt asked
"I can start tommorrow morning. I will take Kitty's egg and your sperm. If all goes well as it should, you could be in the family way by tommorrow evening." Hank smiled. This was indeed going to be one hell of a ride for all three of them.
"I suppose I do not need to inform you of what else you can expect?" Hank said, arising from his chair.
"Such as?" Kurt asked, a light-hearted tone in his voice.
"Just the basic changes you can expect in your body. You know the most obvious things.
You can kiss your flat, washboard stomach goodbye in a couple of months. Your back will probably ache due to carrying around the extra weight of the child in your abdomen.
Your graceful, athletic abilities will be severely impaired in a couple of months due to the fact that your midsection will be as big as a house..." Hank trailed off, looking at Kurt's
reaction to the facts spilled before him. Kurt seemed eager as ever to have this procedure done.
Kurt laughed. "There's nothing you can tell me that will keep me from doing this. I am going to see to it that I and my wife's child is brought into this world healthy and happy."
Kurt nodded toward Hank in reassurance.
"It's done then." Hank clapped his hands together in satisfaction. "Both of you, meet me here at 8:00 a.m. tommorrow morning. I would like you to stay over, Kurt, so that I can perform necessary bloodwork."
"Of course, mein docktor." Kurt smiled and hopped up on top of the med lab table to offer Hank his arm. "You should go and rest, Kitty." Kurt looked at her with love and affection in his eyes. "We both have a long day tommorrow."
"Longer for you than me, my darling." Kitty smiled as she kissed him on the cheek. She then walked out the medroom door, leaving Hank to drawing Kurt's blood.
A million and one thoughts were dancing through Kitty's mind. Imagine, in the next nine months, she would be expecting a child. Her's and Kurt's baby. Only her body would not be going through the changes, Kurt's would. She played with the thought for a moment.
She would be watching on as her husband's stomach began to expand. She would watch the child grow inside him and when his time came, she would be the one to wipe the sweat from his brow as he would go through the pains the orb would give him as he would struggle to bring their child in this world.
"This couldn't be right. A man, my husband, bearing my child. Talk about reverse roles."
Kitty shuttered. She wanted another child so badly, but how was she going to be able to mentally handle the fact that Kurt was carrying their child?
She could. In fact, it was going to be a wonderful time for both of them. She knew how Kurt must have felt to watch Jacob grow inside her, and her heart raced with love for her
blue elf. "It's going to be beautiful." Kitty walked down the hall, still in a dream state.
