Chapter 19 – Nausea

Abby is standing in the lock up storeroom. She reached up to the top shelf for the pregnancy kit and puts it in her pocket. She leaves the room with a set of file under her arms and headed to the admit desk. She placed them on the counter, standing next to Susan.

"Hey Abby, what was the outcome of your patient who collapsed on the floor?" Susan asked tucking her bob style fringe behind her ears.

"Well it turned out that he had Aplastic Anaemia, his white blood cell count was 5.2" Abby replied putting her hand on her chest, makes an expression if she's going to belch "We've sent him up for a blood transfusion"

"Oh good work" Susan nodded then noticed Abby's looking alarmed. "Are you ok?"

"No I'm not, will you excuse me"

Susan's eyes followed Abby rushing off down the corridor.

Abby busted in to the ladies room and darted straight to the nearest available toilet. She started to wretch. She is squatted in front of the toilet with one hand holding her hair back. She leaned over again to throw up and shuddered from the bitter aftertaste of the bile that left her mouth. She wiped her cold clammy forehead with the back of her hand. Pulled a toilet tissue from the dispenser and wiped her mouth with it. She stays put for a few minutes to get over her sickness. Abby lets out a breath, then overhears the door slam open, footsteps running in to the next stall. The person started to wretch. Abby started to wonder who is in the next toilet, she gets up and reached for the flush button and presses it. She stepped out of the stall. She didn't shut the door behind her when she came rushing in. The brunette turned to the next stall, pushes the door ajar and she sees a woman with a nurse coat with long curly blonde hair hanging over the toilet. Abby recognized the image.

"Sam, are you ok?" Abby asked wryly. She gently folded her arms leaning against the doorframe.

Sam turned to Abby pulling a toilet from the dispenser and wipes her mouth with it.

"Yeah I'm ok, I think there's this bug going round" Sam replied defensively

"Oh really?" She said huskily, smiling at the nurse "and what bug, may that be?"

Sam shrugged her shoulders.

Abby raised her brows, looked around the room and looked at Sam again

"Would that be a baby bug going round?" She asked

Sam groaned and dropped her shoulders "That obvious is it?"

"Not for the others no…" Abby moved to the sinks, turned on the cold tap and leaned over to drink from it. "To me yes… I'm going through the same"

The nurse stood there in shock, she cannot believe what she is hearing, Abby's pregnant?

"So who's the father? Jake?" Sam asked, with her curly hair bouncing "Well I heard a rumour that you were seeing him"

Abby's mouth opened in disbelief after hearing Sam mentioning about her personal business with Jake, sounds like that everyone gossiped about her private life!

"No…" She replied in a low tone "it's Carter's"

"Carter's! I didn't know you two were back together?"

"We're not, its just erm… one of those things that happened"

"I think I can work that one out" Sam smiled.

"So does Luka know about…" Abby asked signalling her eyes at Sam's tummy "the baby?"

"No-no I haven't told him, I trying to come to terms with it" Sam replied putting her hand on her forehead and confessed "I didn't really want another child, I am finding Alex a handful as it is"

"I'm sure Luka would be thrilled to find out you're carrying his child"

"Huh, I don't think it will solve our problems, we're going through a bad patch at the moment"

"Oh I'm sorry"

They stood in silence

"So does Carter know about you?" Sam asked turning on the tap to wash her hands.

"No, I need to do test first to make sure it positive" Abby looked down in her pocket pulled out a long thin shaped box "Oh talking of the test, I have one here"

"Well you're in the right place!"

"I guess I better get this done and over with then!"

Abby walked back to the stall.

"Do you want me to leave or want me to stay for a bit of moral support?"

"Can you stay please?" Abby asked, popping her head round the door "I might need to use your shoulder" She shuts the door.

Abby is leaning against the door in the cubicle, staring at the pregnancy kit. She unwraps it and quickly muttered to herself the instructions 'Place stick during midstream' She sighed and shook her head. Abby unzipped her pants and sat down on the toilet. A minute passed on and nothing happened.

"Are you ok in there?" Sam shouted tapping on the door

"Yes I'm fine!" Abby replied in frustration. "I can't pee!"

The ladies room door opens and Susan came strutting in.

"What's the hell's going on here? I am missing two members of staff here" Susan asked, "Well one missing now that I have found you Sam"

"Shit" Abby quietly muttered to herself, rolling her eyes and placing her hand on her face.

Susan walked to the engaged stall, knocked on the door and pulled a face. "Eww that smell who's been sick?"

"We both have" Abby and Sam replied at the same time.

Abby placed the stick at midstream and puts it back in the box. Grabbed the toilet paper, dabbed herself, puts it in the loo then pulled up her pants. She presses the flush button and unlocks the door.

"Hi Susan" Abby smiled and walked to the sink, places the box on the surface and washes her hand.

"Abby what's going on?" Susan asked, she moved to the sinks and peered over to look at the box. She gasped after reading the label and looks at the Abby who is forcefully smiling back at her.

"Well we'll just have to wait 5 minutes, then I can tell you what's going on…"

"5 minutes up" Sam said, sitting upon the surface looking down at her watch.

It was the longest 5 minutes of Abby's life it felt like eternity. She is standing there staring at the box like a nervous wreck. She can hear her heart pounding rapidly and breaking out in cold sweat, she is clammier than she was being sick 10 minutes before.

"I know it positive," Abby said, rubbing her hands frantically to calm her nerves. She doesn't know why she so worked up, maybe a fear of finding out the truth. Susan looked excited and impatiently waits for her to look at the result.

"Go on Abby, have a look," Susan said nudging her friend.

The fearful brunette lets out a nervous sigh and reaches for the box. Her hands were shaking and she feels the sweat on her lips leaking into her mouth. She pulled out the stick and glanced at it. The stick had a little window, which illustrated the result. The result shows two blue lines.

Abby froze in shock with her eyes widen; she thrusts the stick in her hand towards Susan, who takes it from her. Abby turned her back to them and she hysterically broke down in tears with her hand covering her face…