Ch. 4: Big News

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the 7th heaven characters, nor do I own 7th Heaven.

Rating: PG

A/N: Hope you like it. Looks for the next chapter very soon. I'll try to get it posted today, but I can make no guarantees.

Throughout the rest of the day and the next week, Kevin received many calls, with everyone wanting to know how he was and what happened. Roxanne even came to make sure he was all right. Annie visited daily to check on him, and even insisted on making dinner for he and Lucy every night. After a week, Kevin went back to work, much to Lucy's distaste, and everything was getting back to normal, until one morning. Lucy woke up feeling sick to her stomach, but she blew it off and Kevin left for work. Soon Lucy felt miserable. She was throwing up constantly and felt lousy all over. She was very tired and unhappy. This continued for a full week, and Lucy finally decided to see a doctor. She went while Lucy was at work. She didn't want to worry him.
When she arrived at the doctor's office, she saw that the waiting room was almost completely full. She found a seat, and about fifteen minutes later, she heard a female voice all out her name. She was escorted by the nurse to a small room, and was told that the doctor would be right in to see her. A few minutes later, a man entered the room. "Lucy Kinkirk?" Lucy looked up. "Yes." She replied. " I'm Dr. Johnson." He began. Reaching out to shake her hand. " Your regular doctor, Dr. Smith is out of town, so I'll be filling in for her today." Lucy nodded. "Tell me, what's been bothering you Ms Kinkirk." "That's Mrs. Kinkirk" she said with a laugh. " I've been feeling very sick to my stomach lately and I just feel off." She said. " How long has this been going on?" The doctor asked, taking notes. " A little over a week now." Lucy responded. " Have you vomited?" The doctor asked. "Yes!" Lucy answered, emphatically. "Hmmm" the doctor said thoughtfully. " Have you been tired?" he asked finally. "Yes" Lucy told him.
"Tired on and off, or have you been tired all the time?" He asked her.
" I've been exhausted" Lucy said with a yawn. "Could you be anemic?
Your symptoms seem to be pointing in the direction." The doctor said. " Maybe so" Lucy said thoughtfully. She remembered that when her friend had been anemic, she had felt a lot like Lucy did. "Well, it looks like we should take some blood and see what's going on. Okay?" He asked. " All right" Lucy said and trailed off, seemingly deep in thought. The doctor left, and soon after, the nurse came back into the room with a needle. After the blood was taken, the nurse turned to Lucy, " We'll have the results in a half hour or so. We have a lab here. You can wait in here and we'll let you know the results as soon as we know them." "Okay" Lucy responded warmly. The nurse left the room, and Lucy pulled a magazine out of her purse and began to read intently. The half an hour passed quickly, and before long, the doctor entered the small office with a broad smile on his face. "Well, Mrs. Kinkirk, we have your results in" He began. "The test shows that you're not anemic." At this, Lucy let out a sigh of relief and smiled. The doctor continued. "We can also see what's been causing you not to feel well. Mrs. Kinkirk, you're pregnant."
Lucy seemed to be in shock at first, " But.but." she stuttered "the test.it was negative." The doctor laughed. " Home pregnancy tests aren't fully effective. Yours must have been incorrect. You're definitely pregnant. " How far." Lucy began, but she was cut off by the doctor. "Well, we can't be completely sure, as I'm not an obstetrician. But I can guess, based on your test results, 12 to 16 weeks, or 3 to 4 months. "Oh" is all that Lucy could get herself to say. " You need to schedule an appointment with an obstetrician as soon as possible." The doctor informed her. The doctor got up to leave, but at the door he turned around once again. "Congratulations." He told her, and left. Lucy got up, and left the building. A large smile broke out onto her face as she walked to her car. She touched her stomach. "A baby." She said quietly, "My baby."