Only her third day back, Andy was already getting stressed out. Not only was she so backed up with her patients, but she also had to deal with everyone "checking up" on her. Everything mixing with her still healing wounds was taking its toll.
"Dr. Campbell! I've been waiting for almost two hours now!" One of Andy's more elderly, and quite vocal, patients shouted at her as she walked by.
"I'm sorry Mrs. Taylor. I'll get to you as soon as I can." Andy sighed and kept walking to exam 2.
"How's it going?" Lu's eyes followed Andy as she sat down across from her at a table in the cafeteria.
"Un." Andy grunted as she laid her forehead on the table.
"Well that's good." Lu smiled as she looked at Andy.
"What's that?" Andy scrunched up her nose and looked up.
"Fried chicken." Lu held up a drumstick. "Compliments of Marc."
Andy quickly put her hand over her mouth as what appeared to be a wave of nausea passed over her. Suddenly, a look of panic crossed her face. Fumbling, she stood up. "Oh my God." Andy stared ahead in shock.
"Andy?" Lu put her food down and stood up as well.
Andy backed up as if she'd been hit. Suddenly, she broke into a sprint down the hall.
"Andy!" Confused as ever, Lu followed her.
After a few minutes of wandering around, Lu found Andy at her desk in her office. She was looking at a calendar, tears streaming down her face.
"Andy, what's the matter?" Lu sat in a chair across from Andy.
"I-I just can't believe it." She stared at the calendar in shock. "Why now, why me?"
"Andy?"
Andy looked over at Lu. "I think I'm pregnant."
