Three

A Bigger Fish To Fry


A week later, Saturday, Laurie was reading a chapter on Shakespeare for English when the phone in her room rang. She reached over and answered it, Michael wasn't home, so she really had no choice. "Hello? Myers house."

"Laurie? This is Dr. Walsh from Haddonfield Memorial, I have the results from your tests. Do you think you could come in for about twenty minutes today?"

She titled her head. "Sure, I can be over in about a half an hour if you'd like."

"That would be great, see you then."

"Bye." Laurie hung up the phone.

Around a half hour later she entered the doctor's office and went to the desk. "Hi, I have an appointment with Dr. Walsh."

"Laurie Strode?"

She sighed and nodded.

"Go right in."

She went in and knocked, Walsh looked up from his desk and smiled. "Come in Laurie." She did so and sat down in front of him, her arms crossed nervously.

"How are you feeling?"

She sighed. "Better, thank you. Do you mind if we get right to it?"

He shook his head. "Not at all." He picked up the file folder and read through to her. "We've checked you for any strange new STD, nothing, none of the usual and unusuals STD's either. But we did find something."

She gulped, trying not to frown. "What is it?"

He looked like he was having a hard time, like he was nervous. With a sigh he set down the folder and clasped his hands on the desk, looking at her. "Laurie, this isn't going to please you, but you're pregnant."

Horrified her eyes widened and heart quickened, she could barely hear him continue. "It's strange but not impossible for a woman to become pregnant after her fist sexual encounter, I'm worried about you. Are you ok?"

She blinked and a tear ran down her cheek. "How can I take care of a baby?"

"Well," he sighed. "There's always adoption. I honestly don't recommend an abortion, but it's all up to you."

God, she thought. How will I tell Michael? "Thank you doctor, I better get home and think..."

She ignored him and the nurses, she walked, and walked. She walked past the corridor that had been blown up a year ago, they called the new section the Strode Hall. Her heart pounded the entire way home, especially when she saw Michael was home early. He raced onto the porch to meet her, followed by Sheriff Brackett.

"My God Laurie I was so worried! Where were you?"

"Dr. Walsh's office." She mumbled.

Michael looked at the Sheriff. "What's wrong?"

Her teary eyes met his, all the trust in the world leading her on. "I'm pregnant."

Shocked, he took her hand. "Oh my God Laur..."

Sheriff Brackett shook his head. "Come here Laurie, you didn't deserve this."

The three hugged, Laurie visibly shaking. Michael and the Sheriff ushered her in and onto the couch, Michael brought her a glass of water. She sipped it, and Michael and the Sheriff talked while she thought. She soundlessly left the room and went upstairs into her own.

Around two hours later she came back down, Michael was alone on the couch, hugging a pillow to his chest. He looked at her when she was in sight, and smiled weakly. "I'm sorry I didn't protect you."

She shook her head. "No, Michael I've just thought for a very long time." She stopped and sat next to him, his arm around her shoulder. "I'm going to have and take care of this baby. I cant just give it up to some strangers, and cant kill it. I'll move out if you want, but I really would like it if you'd help me, I'll need someone's help and I want you to be a part of this."

Michael was silent, but then he smiled. "I wont kick you out bumblebee. I'll help, after all, I may never have this experience for myself. Hell, we've got room." He kissed her head. "I love you Laurie."

She smiled. "Whatever would Mom say about me?"

Michael laughed. "Who cares, let the dead be dead and let the living live."

She smiled. "How poetic! We know your true calling!"

He snorted. "Yeah, right!"


"Yes Mommy I feel fine. No Michael isn't kicking me out he's going to help me. Mom! I don't care! Are you going to just upset me? Goodbye mother." Laurie hung up the phone. "She'll get over it."

Annie laughed. "They always do. Although it is a little goofy, you raising your kid with your brother?"

She shook her head. "I'm raising the baby, Michael's just helping out. He's not going to be a father to it or anything."

Annie nodded. "Well, at least you'll be able to fit your bridesmaid gown next week!"

Laurie snorted. "Think again. I'm a month and a week along, I've gained three pounds."

Annie shook her head. "Nah, that wont make a difference."

"You don't think?"

"No, I've gained weight before. You'll be fine."

Laurie smiled. "Listen, thanks Annie. For everything, you've been a great friend."

Annie smiled. "Hey, it was nothing. Come on, let's both go eat for two."

Laurie laughed and followed her friend into Annie's kitchen. This wont be so bad after all.


Well, there you have it. Most of the plot revealed. R&R

SA