A/N: Okay, I was not supposed to write that Richard gave Dean a hug. It
was a mistake. Sorry about that.
Chapter 6: Dean's Baby
Two weeks later....
[Rory]
May had passed and it was the middle of June. Dean hadn't finished his radiation treatments, but today was his last one. He seemed to be a lot less nervous every time he went in the room. Rory didn't go with him after the first time, but today they were going to lunch together, so she came with him this last time.
Since Rory heard about her mother's pregnancy, she kept wondering, would she get pregnant? Could Dean give her a baby? If she were to have a baby, would the baby get the tumor?
"Rory," Dean said, interrupting her thoughts. "I'm done. You want to go to lunch now?"
"I'll be right back," Rory said.
Rory walked into the room to see the tech. She wanted to know the answers to her questions.
"Are the treatments working?" Rory asked.
"We can't tell right now," the tech answered. "Tomorrow he's going to have MRIs and CAT scans and x-rays."
Rory nodded.
"That's not why you're in here, is it?" the tech asked.
"No, I have other questions," she answered.
"Go ahead."
"Dean and I don't have any children, yet, but I want to have kids. Because of his condition, can he not give me any kids?"
"He can give you kids. The tumor doesn't really have any affect on those kind of things being that it's in his head."
"Say Dean and I do have a baby. Is there a chance that the baby is going to have a tumor?"
"Not likely. Your husband got the tumor when he was ten because he had a lot of stress because he had a lot of schoolwork and a lot of after school activities. They couldn't remove it last time, so that's why it's back. But, it's not hereditary so there is a very slim chance that your child will have the tumor."
Rory nodded. "Thank you," she said.
"Anytime," the tech said.
Rory went outside to find Dean sipping juice.
"Are you ready now?" he asked.
"Sure," Rory said.
"What were you asking him?"
"I'll talk to you about it later."
[Dean]
Dean half thought that the town already knew about his problem, but luckily, no besides Luke and Lorelai knew. Rory and Dean were eating lunch at Luke's. Rory leaned over and took one of Dean's onion rings.
"Hey!" Dean said. "Those are mine. Give them back."
"Okay," Rory said, biting into one and putting them back.
Dean took a bite out of one of her French fries and took a bite.
"You're so pretty," Rory said, jokingly.
Dean laughed and ate the rest of her French fry. At times they were very affectionate, but at other times like now, they were like best friends.
"I want to talk to you about something," Rory said.
"All right," Dean said. "Talk."
"I talked to your tech today," Rory said. "I asked him about...You know, having baby."
What? Where did this baby talk come from? He thought. He didn't a problem with have kids, but this was very random.
"He said that you can give me a baby," Rory said. "And that there's a very slim chance that if we had a baby, he or she would have a tumor."
Dean didn't know what to say to that. He knew she wanted kids. He wanted kids, too. But, he was a little lost as to where this was headed.
"So," Rory said, playing with her food nervously. "You think....that there's a chance that......we can have a kid?"
Dean sighed. He wanted a kid. But, he didn't know if he could deal with having one now. He was going through a lot right now and didn't want to have a kid right away. If they could remove the tumor, he wanted to hold off until he settled back into his old life. If they couldn't, he wanted to try to have one in the next couple of months. Rory's understanding, Dean thought. She'd be okay with it.
"Yes, there's a chance," Dean said. "But, I can't have one right now with all the stuff that's going on with me. I want to wait a little bit before we have kids. Is that okay?"
Rory took a sip of her drink. Her expression was blank. He couldn't tell what she was thinking.
"Yeah," Rory said. "I was just making sure that there was a chance we could have a baby."
"You've never really brought that up," Dean said. "Is this because I'm sick?"
Rory looked down at her hands and nodded.
"I just..," she trailed off. "I just feel like if you're going to you know......pass away....I just want to make sure that I your kid. You know, something I can remember you by."
"We have pictures," Dean said.
"I know," Rory said. "But, pictures are different. Pictures you put away in a box. I just don't want something you can't pack up. You understand what I'm talking about?"
"Sort of," Dean said.
He grabbed her hand and stroked it with his thumb.
"Don't worry about it," he said. "Everything's going to be okay."
"I know," Rory said.
He seemed to do a good job calming her down. If only I could have the same affect on myself, he thought.
To Be Continued.....
A/N: I'm trying to extend the story, so that's why it's boring. I asked my health teacher about babies and tumors and she said a person with a tumor can have babies and the baby won't have it. Chapter 7 is coming soon.
Chapter 6: Dean's Baby
Two weeks later....
[Rory]
May had passed and it was the middle of June. Dean hadn't finished his radiation treatments, but today was his last one. He seemed to be a lot less nervous every time he went in the room. Rory didn't go with him after the first time, but today they were going to lunch together, so she came with him this last time.
Since Rory heard about her mother's pregnancy, she kept wondering, would she get pregnant? Could Dean give her a baby? If she were to have a baby, would the baby get the tumor?
"Rory," Dean said, interrupting her thoughts. "I'm done. You want to go to lunch now?"
"I'll be right back," Rory said.
Rory walked into the room to see the tech. She wanted to know the answers to her questions.
"Are the treatments working?" Rory asked.
"We can't tell right now," the tech answered. "Tomorrow he's going to have MRIs and CAT scans and x-rays."
Rory nodded.
"That's not why you're in here, is it?" the tech asked.
"No, I have other questions," she answered.
"Go ahead."
"Dean and I don't have any children, yet, but I want to have kids. Because of his condition, can he not give me any kids?"
"He can give you kids. The tumor doesn't really have any affect on those kind of things being that it's in his head."
"Say Dean and I do have a baby. Is there a chance that the baby is going to have a tumor?"
"Not likely. Your husband got the tumor when he was ten because he had a lot of stress because he had a lot of schoolwork and a lot of after school activities. They couldn't remove it last time, so that's why it's back. But, it's not hereditary so there is a very slim chance that your child will have the tumor."
Rory nodded. "Thank you," she said.
"Anytime," the tech said.
Rory went outside to find Dean sipping juice.
"Are you ready now?" he asked.
"Sure," Rory said.
"What were you asking him?"
"I'll talk to you about it later."
[Dean]
Dean half thought that the town already knew about his problem, but luckily, no besides Luke and Lorelai knew. Rory and Dean were eating lunch at Luke's. Rory leaned over and took one of Dean's onion rings.
"Hey!" Dean said. "Those are mine. Give them back."
"Okay," Rory said, biting into one and putting them back.
Dean took a bite out of one of her French fries and took a bite.
"You're so pretty," Rory said, jokingly.
Dean laughed and ate the rest of her French fry. At times they were very affectionate, but at other times like now, they were like best friends.
"I want to talk to you about something," Rory said.
"All right," Dean said. "Talk."
"I talked to your tech today," Rory said. "I asked him about...You know, having baby."
What? Where did this baby talk come from? He thought. He didn't a problem with have kids, but this was very random.
"He said that you can give me a baby," Rory said. "And that there's a very slim chance that if we had a baby, he or she would have a tumor."
Dean didn't know what to say to that. He knew she wanted kids. He wanted kids, too. But, he was a little lost as to where this was headed.
"So," Rory said, playing with her food nervously. "You think....that there's a chance that......we can have a kid?"
Dean sighed. He wanted a kid. But, he didn't know if he could deal with having one now. He was going through a lot right now and didn't want to have a kid right away. If they could remove the tumor, he wanted to hold off until he settled back into his old life. If they couldn't, he wanted to try to have one in the next couple of months. Rory's understanding, Dean thought. She'd be okay with it.
"Yes, there's a chance," Dean said. "But, I can't have one right now with all the stuff that's going on with me. I want to wait a little bit before we have kids. Is that okay?"
Rory took a sip of her drink. Her expression was blank. He couldn't tell what she was thinking.
"Yeah," Rory said. "I was just making sure that there was a chance we could have a baby."
"You've never really brought that up," Dean said. "Is this because I'm sick?"
Rory looked down at her hands and nodded.
"I just..," she trailed off. "I just feel like if you're going to you know......pass away....I just want to make sure that I your kid. You know, something I can remember you by."
"We have pictures," Dean said.
"I know," Rory said. "But, pictures are different. Pictures you put away in a box. I just don't want something you can't pack up. You understand what I'm talking about?"
"Sort of," Dean said.
He grabbed her hand and stroked it with his thumb.
"Don't worry about it," he said. "Everything's going to be okay."
"I know," Rory said.
He seemed to do a good job calming her down. If only I could have the same affect on myself, he thought.
To Be Continued.....
A/N: I'm trying to extend the story, so that's why it's boring. I asked my health teacher about babies and tumors and she said a person with a tumor can have babies and the baby won't have it. Chapter 7 is coming soon.
