Randall was about eight weeks pregnant. The doctor called and had him come in on Tuesday. He wanted to have a look at the baby.

Dr. Mason had Randall lay on his back on the table and he began an exam.

Randall saw the big machine next to it. This made him a little nervous.

Dr. Mason started to gently palpate the lizard's belly. It made Randall uneasy. What was he going to find? The palpations were a bit uncomfortable.

The doc could feel some internal organs. He checked on those too. But when he got to the lower part, he could feel a bump down there.

"Ok, I'm feeling a little something right here, Randall." Dr. Mason said.

Randall looked down and it was just above his first pair of legs. "So what now?" He asked.

"Now that I've located where the bump is, now I need to get this machine started and we'll get an image of the baby for you." Doc said.

"Okay." Randall said nervously.

He watched the doctor turn the machine on and the picture remained dark, but it was on.

"Ok, now I'm going to apply this gel on you. It makes it easier to move the wand."

The gel was warm when first applied, but cooled down. The wand was quickly applied and Dr. Mason moved it around Randall's lower belly.

Dr. Mason could make out the body of what was appearing to be a tiny lizard on the screen. He saw his patient was just worriedly looking at the ceiling.

"You want to see your child, Randall?" The lizard heard.

Randall nervously looked at the screen. It was something quite small, and not fully developed yet, but he could make out a little tail. The head and body. There was a little organ going on the inside of it. "What's that?" He asked and pointed.

"That's the heart going. Want to hear it?"

It had a heartbeat this young? "Sure."

Dr. Mason turned on the sound and a loud rushing, gushing sound with thumping was heard. "That's your child's heartbeat."

The sound had never sounded so alien to Randall's ears, but it was an incredible sound.

It was only on for a moment, then it was gone. It startled Randall out of his thoughts.

"Your child is growing well. Are you getting much food into your body?"

"I can't really keep anything down." Randall said.

Dr. Mason had now given him a towel to clean the gel off his belly.

Randall was cleaning the gel off and sitting up as the doctor went on. "Try eating whole grain crackers before getting out of bed in the mornings. That can help. Get up slowly to prevent dizziness, and eating bananas and toast is also good for you. And make sure to drink plenty of milk. The child needs the calcium, as do you." Dr. Mason explained. "And if you don't feel much like eating, just eat some crackers."

Randall knew he had some shopping to do. He had no crackers at the moment. He wasn't much of a fruit eater, but he might get that too. He would also get some bread. And some more cereal. He would get some milk too.

"And if you feel like you need to take some time off work, just let your boss know."

"I usually just tough it out."

"That isn't good for you or the baby. In this time, you do need more adequate rest, Randall. You could make yourself more sick if you don't." Dr. Mason said.

"We have a nurse's station. I can lay down there if I need to."

"That's good. Just eat right, rest, and take care of yourself and the baby. Your body is busy creating another being. Some things have to be limited on. Including stress. Don't work too hard. Take care. And you should think about joining a baby class and getting some books and reading."

"Thanks."

After he left the hospital, Randall went shopping for the things that he needed. He had written the items down to make sure he didn't forget, and to only get the things he needed.

On his way home, he passed by a baby store too. He might be able to find a baby book in there. But he would wait for a few days, when he got paid next.

When he got home with his groceries, he really wished his complex had an elevator. He was panting by the time he reached the top of the stairs. But he made it.

He got inside and put the groceries on the table first and began to put them away. He tore the cracker box open and ate a few crackers right away. Then he took the pack into his room. He laid them on his dresser. He would take some to work with him tomorrow too.

Then he just rested the rest of the day. There was so much to think about.

After hearing its heart and seeing it on the screen, Randall now held a photo of it in his hand. That tiny thing was his child. Now he must have known what the girls were going through to want his offspring.

From the tail, he was sure it was going to be a lizard, like himself and the rapist father. But how many limbs was it going to have? What was the sex? What was he going to name it?

Randall had been a little more pleased to find out that he wasn't carrying more than one. Just having this one alone was scary enough.

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When he went to work the next day, Randall had taken the pack of crackers and a banana with him for food intake. He would make sure to drink water at work, but would drink milk at home.

Sulley was pretty understanding of everything that had happened to Randall these past several months. Though his roommate was still not quite so accepting of him with what had been done in the past.

Mike Wazowski took longer to forgive certain actions. He had learned of Randall's condition from Sulley. He couldn't believe it.

"You remember how he was with the kid, Boo?" He stated to Sulley.

Randall was an aisle away and he overheard Mike.

"Yes, I do, Mike, but he's changed since then." Sulley answered.

"What makes you think he won't harm this kid?" Mike said.

"I don't. Right now he's just confused on what he's going to do. Plus since his kid was the result of being raped, that had to make it all the more scary for him and finding out about that. It's a hard decision for him to make whether to keep it or give it up." Sulley said.

As Randall listened, he could see that Sulley was siding with him, but he was right. He hadn't officially decided on keeping it or giving it up. But he would do adoption only if he did give it up. Seeing the baby yesterday had fueled something inside him to want to let it live, but keeping it was still the question.

Randall had a long road ahead of him before having this kid. He had a lot of things to think about. And he knew he would need help taking care of it. Pregnancy was the easy part compared to once it was born and taking it home. He would have to have a lot of baby things added to his home and kitchen. He knew he couldn't do it alone.

Babies and kids were expensive to take care of. He didn't know if he could raise this kid all by himself. It was better off with two loving parents and family, but then, what of his other kids? All the girls would be single mothers. But they were more than likely looking after each other. He had no one else.

He knew that Graf had been arrested and he might still associate with the girls if Sadie ever contacted him again. But he didn't know where they lived or anything.

Randall had a better day at work today as the crackers had seemed to have helped his stomach a lot more.

On the laugh floor, Mike did run into him.

"So I hear you are expecting, Randall." Mike said.

Randall really didn't want the others to hear. He kept his voice low. "Yes, so what if I am?"

"What are you going to do with it?"

"None of your business, Wazowski! I'm busy. And no. I would never intend to harm the kid." Randall said. He continued pushing the cart of canisters away.

Mike stared, dumbfounded. Clearly, the lizard had heard him and Sulley then.

At lunch, Randall was never usually seen sitting down with everyone. Fungus was sitting down and Randall joined him. He had a bag of crackers and a banana with him. "Can I sit down, Fungus?"

"Yes, Sir." Fungus said.

Randall sat down across from his friend and began to eat some of the crackers.

Fungus watched him. "It's so unusual to see you eating in here with us, Sir."

"I do from time to time. But my doctor said I need to eat more small meals. And right now, my stomach's so sensitive and I can barely eat anything." Randall said. "But I can handle these."

Sulley was watching a little distance away and could see what Randall was eating. It wasn't much, but at least he was eating something.

Mike had taken Celia out for lunch.

Randall was currently glad not to be near the food right now. Maybe when his morning sickness wore off, he might be willing to resume it, but not when he risked getting sick so easily.

He only ate six crackers and his banana. Then he saw that Fungus was looking at him. "What?"

"You could eat more of the crackers." Fungus suggested.

"I need to save these crackers, Fungus. They're for a specific purpose of keeping my stomach in check so I don't get sick." Randall said. "Small meals is all I'm going to eat."

"You haven't been sick like this before."

"Well, let's just say I'm not ready to reveal why." Randall said as he got up and threw his peel away and took his crackers back to his locker. He got a glass of water to drink afterward.

To Fungus, it was weird that his partner hadn't snapped at him so much lately. And now he was eating with him? Something had to be going on. This wasn't the Randall that he usually knew. But he figured Randall would tell him when he was ready.