To say Puck was nervous would be an understatement; he was freaking the fuck out. No matter how hard he tried he just couldn't stay still. He tried sitting in one of the chairs against the wall, but then his leg would start shaking and he get up. He tried reading the many posters on the wall, but they were freaking him out more. (He didn't need to see what the inside of a women looks like! Three words, gross as fuck!)
He had started to pace again when he heard someone sigh next to him. He knew he was making Santana nervous with his constant moving, but he couldn't help it. Just as he was about to say something to her the door opened. Whatever Puck was expecting the doctor to look like was nothing compared to the women standing in the small hospital exam room. She looked to be in about her late thirties, with medium length blond hair in an eloquent up do.
"Hello, Mrs. Lopez and Mr. Puckerman, my name is Anna Schultie and I will be helping you throughout the duration of your pregnancy. How are you today?" When she looked up from the papers in her hand she gave Santana and Puck a warm smile. "This is our first appointment so were a little nervous," Santana said.
"Okay well then I won't keep you two waiting." She said while pulling the sonogram up to the bed Santana was currently lying on. Puck watched as Dr. Shultie squirted the gel on Santana's still flat stomach. Puck watched the screen, but didn't see or hear anything.
" Isn't this is the part in movies where the doctor tells you to look at your baby right? Or listen because that's your baby's heart beat?" Puck thought to himself
He started to notice something was wrong when he saw Dr. Schultie take the wand off Santana and start to clean it off. "Umm is there a problem doctor?" Santana said nervously. The Doctor signed before handing Santana napkins and saying,
"Here these are to clean off your stomach… It appears as though the pregnancy test you took was a false positive, this is common in teens your age, your stress levels are higher and your body is still changing-"
"You mean I'm not pregnant?" Santana cut off the doctor. "Yes, that is correct, now I do have some paper work for you to fill out, so when you're ready I'll see you outside." And with that, she was gone. Puck couldn't believe what he was just told. Santana isn't pregnant, the test was wrong, he couldn't believe it. He was shaken out of his thoughts by the sound of crying.
He turned to Santana who he had forgotten was there to see her clutching her stomach while tears streamed down her face. "Is it possible to miss something that wasn't even there?" she said it so quietly he didn't know if the question was meant for him, but he answered anyways. " yeah its possible Santana I mean I kind of miss it to but this is better now I can get Rachel back" Santana whipped the rest of her tears away before straitening her back and walking towards the door.
" you right," she said, "And now's my chance to win back my best friend"
"Alright, Rachel your test results are in and you are indeed pregnant"
