Ch. 10 3 Little Words

Pregnant.

The words etched into Corrine's heart as she stared at the small stick.

Pregnant. The only man who could be the child's father is Marshall.

Pregnant.

The doctors said that Marshall was slowly dying.

Pregnant.

Tears, which had flowed so much from her face lately, began to fall again.

Pregnant.

Grabbing her bag, wiping her eyes, Corrine stood up out of the hospital bathroom and ran through the hospital, to the Pregnancy-Reproductive system Wing.

I need to check. I really need to check. Corrine passed by Josie and Z, who were at the Coffee machine, not even saying hi. She reached the wing, and walked up to the Front Desk.

The woman got off the phone upon seeing the look on Corrine's face.

"Yes? Do you have an appointment?' the woman asked.

Corrine shook her head fiercely. "No, I'm sorry, but I'd really like to see the doctor," Corrine cried.

The woman looked at Corrine with pity. "Well… the doctor isn't busy now, so I'll let you in. What are you here for?"

"I just found out that I'm… I'm…"

"Pregnant?"

"Yes."

The woman stared at her kindly, "I'll announce you're coming."

Corrine sat back in a chair, and held her face in her hands.

Pregnant.

Marshall was dying, he was running on pure adrenaline, and his adrenaline was being used up. All his food energy was going to his heart, but not his brain nor his lungs, which were running on adrenaline. He was dying, and now leaving an extra person who needed him behind.

Pregnant.

Walking over to Marshall's wing, her tears were still falling. She was 1 month pregnant with a single baby. And it was Marshall's.

Crying, she was in the small waiting room next to Marshall's room, waiting for the doctors to leave the room so she could talk to Marshall in private (Marshall could hear everything.)

Suddenly, one of the nurses came out.

"You can't visit him today. His adrenaline level is declining, and we need to monitor him. No visitors."

Corrine cracked. "I don't fricken' care if his adrenaline level is declining! I need to see him! I have something horribly important to tell him!" Corrine screamed.

"I'm sure whatever it is it can wait…"

"No, it can't! Hey, if I can't tell him in private, I'll just shout it out to the world! Guess what world?" Corrine screamed. The nurses' face turned white.

"I AM PREGNANT! AN IT'S HIS BABY! Wow, isn't THAT urgent?"

Her face was still white, but muffled screams came from the next room.

"I'D LOVE FOR MY BABY TO HAVE A LIVING FATHER! WHO'S MARRIED TO THEIR MOM!"

The screams continued, and a doctor poked his head out of the door.

"Nurse Dickson? Come in here please. Now."

The nurse entered the room, and gasped. Corrine followed her, and hundreds of emotions swept over her.

Marshall was sitting up in his bed, looking around, and running a hand through his hair.

Josie walked back to Marshall's room with Z. Z was taking time off of work, just like Josie/Corrine/Lucas/Vaughn were taking time off school.

Josie was laughing with Z, talking about Z's plan for his wedding. Two weeks after the crash, Josie had found the ability to laugh again.

"Your Mom is horribly picky about flowers, it's scary. Why didn't you warn me?"

Josie laughed and they reached Marshall's hanger, and saw nobody in the waiting room, and muffled shrieks from Marshall's room.

Exchanging worried glances, Josie and Z ran into Marshall's room. And Josie screamed in delight.

"Oh my God," Josie said. Marshall was awake, sitting up, and all the doctors were baffling. His food energy was being sent throughout his body, and not just to his heart.

Corrine was crying in happiness, hugging Marshall. Marshall was stroking her head and speaking… speaking soothing words in her ear. Corrine was grinning broadly.

"Is… is he…"

"He went from dying to perfectly healthy in a few seconds. We're going to run some tests on him, and in a week he'll be discharged. Would you guys like to spend a moment alone with him?"

They both nodded, and Corrine clutched Marshall.

"Ok then," the nurse said and all the doctors filed out and closed the door.

Corrine was just smiling up at Marshall the entire time as Josie and Z talked with him. Finally, Josie and Z decided to leave Corrine and Marshall alone.

Marshall turned slowly to face Corrine, who was sitting on a chair next to him.

"Corrine… is it true?" he asked softly. Corrine nodded.

"Yes Marshall, I'm 1 month pregnant," she whispered hoarsely. Marshall placed a protective arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer.

"Corrine I wasn't going to ask you this until later, probably on your birthday," Marshall whispered, "that's why I don't have, well… but I'll buy one the minuet I get out of here."

"What Marshall?" Corrine cooed, lacing her fingers around his.

"I've been enamored, Corrine, since the moment I met you. It only seems fitting," Marshall took in a deep breath, "that I ask you to marry me."

Corrine stared at him for a long time, attempting to get out some kind of formal speech for an answer.

Marshall was waiting patiently for Corrine to answer, tracing hearts on her arm.

Corrine managed to find her voice.

"Yes."

Corrine was resting in Marshall's arms, talking with him.

"I love you."

"I love you too," Marshall whispered, kissing the top of her head.

"I want to get married this summer," Corrine sighed, staring at Marshall's hands which were rapped around her waist.

"Yeah, me too. Around the same time as Z and Kelly," Marshall cooed, kissing Corrine's forehead.

"What do you want to name our baby if it is a girl?" Corrine asked.

"Margaret," Marshall said suddenly, and Corrine didn't object.

"That's a good, beautiful name," Corrine admitted.

"You can decide if it's a boy, love," Marshall sighed.

"I'd like Brian," Corrine admitted.

Marshall smiled, "Although I'm sure it's a girl!"

"Mother's instinct is telling me a boy," Corrine giggled.

"Well, then I'm afraid your wrong, sorry Corrine," laughed Marshall.

Corrine giggled as a doctor came in.

"We're going to run tests on him now, could you wait in the waiting room?"

Corrine nodded and kissed Marshall gently in farewell, and ran outside to the waiting room where Z, Josie, Lucas, Grant, Vaughn, Marshall's parents, Corrine's parents, Lucas' Dad, Josie's Mom, and Vaughn's parents were sitting around and talking, 13 people in all.

"Well?" they all said at once upon seeing her enter the room.

Corrine grinned, "He's going to be fine!"

All 13 of them breathed sighs of relief, and began talking.

"I've sued Quasler's family the cost of the surgery."

"God, that's all you're suing them?"

"What did Marshall say to you?" Josie asked suddenly as Corrine had just been sitting down smilng.

"Yeah, and how did he wake up?" asked Grant.

"Well, he woke up… uh…" Corrine was blushing, "because I was screaming in this waiting room because I am… uh… pregnant," Corrine choked.

Everyone gaped at her.

"And Marshall woke up right after, and he… asked me to marry him!"

(1,194 Words) Now the rest of the story is pure fluff. I'm serious! XD