Angel's Lullaby
Procedure
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John couldn't believe Randy had dragged him into the procedure room. John loved Trish, like a sister but it didn't mean he wanted to get first hand experiance with the in-vitro fertilization process.
"Trish, relax your legs," Dr. Fitzgibbon murmured. She glanced up at the men. "This is it," A nurse handed her a syringe. "These are three of your nine embryos,"
John squeezed Trish's hand. He hated to admit it but he was beginning to feel woozy. Jerking her head, Trish glared at him.
"Don't you dare faint," she snarled. SHE was the one having the unique medical treatment. SHE was the one who deserved to faint.
"I won't," John hissed. Randy shook his head. John rolled his eyes. He noticed the faintest trace of a smirk. Randy was laughing at him! "Be quiet...RANDALL,"
"Don't call me that!" Randy whined. Reaching out, Trish smacked Randy in the back of his head. Then, she smacked John in the back of his head.
"Can't you two take anything seriously?" she asked, struggling not to snicker. She was used to the couple's antics. Yet, she also knew there was a time and a place. In the procedure room of a major hospital while their surrogate was getting implanted with their embryos was not the time and place for their antics.
"No. If we take things seriously, one of us may start to panic. Remember the last J&R panic attacks?" John murmured, smirking. John and Randy were notorious for panic attacks. Because of this, they rarely took anything seriously.
At the mention of panic attacks, Trish's eyes widened. She had seen only one 'J&R Panic Attack' and that was enough. She shook her head.
"Goof off as much as you want within reasons," she declared, laughing. The doctor set her legs down. She glanced at the three adults.
"Trish, stay still for the next few hours. We want to give the embryos a chance to take," the doctor said. Trish shook her head, unable to believe the procedure was over. It hadn't been that bad at all!
"Thanks, Guys," Trish murmured, gesturing for Randy to come closer. Randy moved close to her head. Tenderly, she kissed his cheek. Blushing, he wiped his cheek.
"Yuck, girl germs!" he chuckled. She rolled her eyes. That was Randy for you. Always joking. Always laughing.
"John, can I interest you in any of my girl cooties?" she asked, grinning. He moved closer to her. She kissed his cheek. Then, John stuck his tongue out at Randy.
"I can handle girl germs!" he taunted. Randy stood up, and moved next to him. Then, he passionately kissed John. "Although, I prefer your boy germs to girl germs,"
"Trish, this is going to sound strange, but can I touch your belly?" Randy asked. Trish nodded slowly. Grasping John's hand, Randy lowered his hand to her flat abdomen.
Beneath his hand, the children created out of an unorthodox love struggled to take. It was a fight for survival. Randy somehow could sense the embryos were moving around.
Dear God, Allow one of our babies to take. John and I will care for him/her and he/she will always know your love. Amen he thought. He had sworn off religion years ago. God had hurt him so much. Now, he was willing to welcome religion into their baby's life.
Randy sighed, gazing around. Trish was laughing. John was laughing. Chris, her husband was in the waiting room. Randy was positive the doctor was filling him in on Trish's medical condition.
These people would be instrumental in the life of a child. Somehow, Randy knew they would do good at their jobs.
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Two chapters in one day! Wow, I love this story. Now, you can see what Randy was like before cancer, and what not. Hope you enjoyed it. Thank you for the reviews!
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