"First we're going to the OB." Will turned to Karen.
"What?" Karen looked up at Will.
"We could be lying to them." Will acknowledged Grace.
"But, Will." Karen whined.
"No 'but's' Karen. I made the appointment, and we're going." Will looked sternly at her.
"Come on, Karen." Will came in the door of the OB's, dragging a reluctant Karen behind him. When he let her go to sign in, she tried to get away, but he caught her. "Karen, you're acting like a two year old, now straighten up." Will instructed her, pulling her down into a couch with him. "It's going to be okay."
"No it's not. I hate doctors." She scoffed.
"I didn't like them either, trust me, but I need for you to grow up." Will whispered, smiling at the couple who were staring oddly at them. "And people are staring." He added.
"I don't care." Karen wiggled out of his grasp. She crossed her arms and sunk into the couch.
"She's a little scared." Will told the other couple who nodded and tried to look away.
A door opened and a nurse in a white outfit came out. "Karen Walker." She called. Karen didn't make a move to get up, so Will stood up and pulled her up with him.
"Karen, you're not making this any easier." He hissed.
"Well you shouldn't have sprung this on me." She hissed back.
"Hello, Mr. Walker." The nurse smiled amicably at Will.
"Oh, no, I'm not..." He felt Karen squeezing his arm. "I mean hi." Will smiled back, relaxing as Karen released her grasp on him. The nurse asked them to follow her.
"If you're going to drag me here, you're going to suffer to." She whispered to him with an evil voice. He made a face at her and then smiled once again as the nurse turned to show them their room.
"Okay, Mrs. Walker, sit here." She patted a spot on the table. Karen glowered at Will as she sat. "You can sit right there, Mr. Walker." The nurse motioned to a chair.
"Thank you." Will sat and watched as the nurse carried out some minor test, such as checking the pulse, blood pressure, heartbeat, temperature and so fourth.
"The doctor will be in soon. Make yourself comfortable." She grinned again at Will before leaving.
"How am I suppose to get comfortable in a check-up room?" Karen glared at the door the nurse had just walked out of.
"Relax, sweetie." Will got up and sat on the table behind Karen. He placed his hands on her shoulders and began massaging her tense muscles.
"Oh, that feels good." Karen's eyes rolled back in her head. She was in heaven. But it was a short lived heaven, because the doctor had to barge in.
"You two look like a happy couple." She smiled, setting her clip board on a cabinet. Will quickly got up and went back to his seat.
"Oh, we're not..." Will saw Karen give him that look. "I mean, yeah." Will crossed his legs.
"Good. Okay, I'm Doctor Paige." She smiled at Will then went to the table where Karen sat waiting. "And you must be Mrs. Walker." She stuck out her hand and waited for Karen to take it. Karen just stared at Doctor Paige's hand and then looked up at Will who nodded to her. Finally Karen took it and shook. "So we think we're pregnant?" Doctor Paige began putting on her plastic gloves.
"What?" Karen looked up at Will.
"We could be lying to them." Will acknowledged Grace.
"But, Will." Karen whined.
"No 'but's' Karen. I made the appointment, and we're going." Will looked sternly at her.
"Come on, Karen." Will came in the door of the OB's, dragging a reluctant Karen behind him. When he let her go to sign in, she tried to get away, but he caught her. "Karen, you're acting like a two year old, now straighten up." Will instructed her, pulling her down into a couch with him. "It's going to be okay."
"No it's not. I hate doctors." She scoffed.
"I didn't like them either, trust me, but I need for you to grow up." Will whispered, smiling at the couple who were staring oddly at them. "And people are staring." He added.
"I don't care." Karen wiggled out of his grasp. She crossed her arms and sunk into the couch.
"She's a little scared." Will told the other couple who nodded and tried to look away.
A door opened and a nurse in a white outfit came out. "Karen Walker." She called. Karen didn't make a move to get up, so Will stood up and pulled her up with him.
"Karen, you're not making this any easier." He hissed.
"Well you shouldn't have sprung this on me." She hissed back.
"Hello, Mr. Walker." The nurse smiled amicably at Will.
"Oh, no, I'm not..." He felt Karen squeezing his arm. "I mean hi." Will smiled back, relaxing as Karen released her grasp on him. The nurse asked them to follow her.
"If you're going to drag me here, you're going to suffer to." She whispered to him with an evil voice. He made a face at her and then smiled once again as the nurse turned to show them their room.
"Okay, Mrs. Walker, sit here." She patted a spot on the table. Karen glowered at Will as she sat. "You can sit right there, Mr. Walker." The nurse motioned to a chair.
"Thank you." Will sat and watched as the nurse carried out some minor test, such as checking the pulse, blood pressure, heartbeat, temperature and so fourth.
"The doctor will be in soon. Make yourself comfortable." She grinned again at Will before leaving.
"How am I suppose to get comfortable in a check-up room?" Karen glared at the door the nurse had just walked out of.
"Relax, sweetie." Will got up and sat on the table behind Karen. He placed his hands on her shoulders and began massaging her tense muscles.
"Oh, that feels good." Karen's eyes rolled back in her head. She was in heaven. But it was a short lived heaven, because the doctor had to barge in.
"You two look like a happy couple." She smiled, setting her clip board on a cabinet. Will quickly got up and went back to his seat.
"Oh, we're not..." Will saw Karen give him that look. "I mean, yeah." Will crossed his legs.
"Good. Okay, I'm Doctor Paige." She smiled at Will then went to the table where Karen sat waiting. "And you must be Mrs. Walker." She stuck out her hand and waited for Karen to take it. Karen just stared at Doctor Paige's hand and then looked up at Will who nodded to her. Finally Karen took it and shook. "So we think we're pregnant?" Doctor Paige began putting on her plastic gloves.