A/N: Okay, I've never been to an abortion clinic so this is completely made up. Evjoy!
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Chapter 2:
Jo had stayed where she was for another half hour before she finally moved off her bed. She had to do something. Not just sit there.
Sighing, she got dressed as quickly as she could and got a little over night bag out. She walked over to her dresser and grabbed about two days worth of clothes.
You never know how long you'll be at the clinic or what you'd need.
She also grabbed as much money as she had on her because she had a feeling that her mother wasn't going to help her on this. Looking in her hand, she estimated that she had about seven hundred dollars of tips. She'd obviously have to go to a bank.
Taking a quick look over her room, Jo looked o see if she missed anything that she might need. She almost slapped herself when she realized that her fathers hunting knife was still on her bed side table.
Walking over and grabbing it quickly, she walked out of her room and down into the bar. Jo looked over to her mother and saw that Ash was now beside her.
He was giving her his almost ever present confused look as he watched her mother look expectantly at her.
"I'll see you later, Mama. You to, Ash." With that, she walked out the door and jumped into her old pick up truck.
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Jo had to drive about two hours before she came across a doctor's office that dealt with this kind of situation.
As she pulled into a parking space, she saw a group of people standing just on the other side of the road. They clearly didn't like what this clinic was doing.
Bowing her head and letting her hair cover her face, Jo ignored the protesters and walked into the gray building.
As soon as the doors opened, she was bombarded with the strong, clean smell all hospitals had. At first, it was so strong she gagged.
Feeling slightly sick at the smell, Jo jogged to the ladies room and dealt with the ever annoying morning sickness. She'd had it for a while….about two weeks after sleeping with Dean was when it started.
At first she thought that it was just random stomach flu. But then she missed her period and then she began to panic. In denial, she ignored it for a full two months before she got the guts to take a test.
Sighing, she went to the sink and washed the taste out of her mouth. When she walked back out into the lobby, a nurse was waiting for her by the door with a small packet of saltine crackers, with a sympathetic look on her face.
Smiling softly at the relatively young nurse, she reached for the crackers and ate then hungrily.
"What do you need, Dear?"
"Um, is there any way I can get an abo- operation today?" The nurse, whose name tag said Mary, walked back over to her desk and pulled out a big book. She flipped some pages before scrolling down it and stopping.
"Well Dear, we usually make the appointments at least a week in advance. Now, how far along are you?"
"Uh, I think maybe two months, give or take a few weeks."
"Well, it has to be done soon if you still don't want the baby. I'd say that the earliest we can make you an appointment is next week."
Jo groaned at the thought of staying here for the next four to six days, seeing that it was Friday now. Looking back to Mary, she saw her looking at her expectantly.
"Oh, um, when's the earliest that you can do it next week then?" Again Mary looked down at her notebook before answering.
"I'd say that we can pencil you in for a 2:00 p.m. appointment on Monday and have you ready for surgery later that night. Does that sound good to you dear?"
Jo twitched her lips in an attempted smile before nodding her head. Saying goodbye to Mary, Jo made her way back outside to her truck.
The protesters were still where they were the fifteen minutes before she went in. Not wanting to deal with them at the moment, Jo ducked behind other cars and made her way toward her truck.
When she finally reached it, she sighed in relief. She was so tired from not sleeping the night before.
As she turned on her car and began to drive out, she only had thought in her mind.
Find a motel and sleep.
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Jo had slept about seven hours once she found a small motel on the outskirts of the town. When she looked outside again, it was just getting dark out.
When her stomach grumbled loud enough to be thought as thunder, Jo decided that it was time for her to find somewhere to eat.
She vaguely remembered seeing a small diner somewhere up the road. Grabbing her keys, Jo made her way out to her truck.
When she made her way into the small diner, she was amazed to realize that all diners looked the same. She remembered traveling a few months back. She use to stop in on these things all of the time to eat.
It was then that Jo noticed a young girl of about maybe sixteen coming toward her with a menu.
"Right this way M'am and we'll have you seated." The girl left her at a booth and went to get the water that she ordered.
Looking at the menu, her stomach gave another monstrous growl. Everything looked positively delicious.
When her eyes finally landed on the desert section, her stomach lurched at the word pie. Giggling softly, Jo said,
"Is that what you want baby? Pie?" As her hand traveled down to rub her abdomen, Jo stopped herself. She was getting attached to it without anything really happening.
When the waitress came back, Jo quickly gave her the order. Looking out into the black night, Jo wondered if she was doing the right thing by getting an abortion.
As she sat there, it felt like no time had passed at all when her cheeseburger, fries, and apple pie came. She ate her meal quickly, only then realizing that she had only some crackers that day and nothing else.
Leaving the cash on the table, Jo made her way back to her truck and then to her motel room. She'd only been up for an hour at most and was tired again. Maybe the stress was getting to her.
Mentally shrugging, Jo walked into her dark room, fell onto her bed, and fell asleep.
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