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Doing It For You
part 2

Scheduling an appointment wasn't hard at all, but then again, Ziggy wasn't surprised. The government wanted a kid with the famous Doctor K's genes, and it was more than willing to have Ziggy carrying it if he wanted to.

The two of them had a consultation with a guy who was well-versed in male pregnancies, a grey-haired man named Dr. Poe who had a bad tendency to stroke his beard like a cartoon villain, which didn't give Ziggy a whole lot of confidence about him. "It's rare to have the man in a heterosexal couple become pregnant," the doctor had said. "Too much risk."

And then he'd explained everything they had to do and watch for and deal with, and Ziggy was starting to reconsider the entire thing. Maybe he didn't want to do it after all. He had to wonder what the people paying for this would say about that, but had to remember that if worst came to worst, they could probably find a surrogate. That's what the government probably wanted anyway for a healthy baby. He was thinking of ways to say "no, thank you, I think we'll do a surrogate" when the doctor started praising him for his choice to do such a difficult thing, and that he was sure that even though it was hard, as a retired Ranger, he'd be more ready than most men for it.

Before Ziggy could really protest, Dr. Poe's front desk was scheduling him for an examination so that they would know how to proceed and Kay for what they needed on her end. But that was no problem. He'd talk to his wife and then he'd tell Doctor Poe that they weren't going through with it, and that would be the end of it, except for the whole surrogate thing. They'd need to get reproductive stuff from him and Kay anyway.

/8/8/8/8

"I'm not sure about this," Ziggy said to his wife after they returned home. "I guess there's a lot of stuff involved."

"As I said, you should expect intense scrutiny if you are bearing my child." She looked at him as if she'd expected him to do the research, which he had to admit he hadn't. That was her strong point, after all. "And, after doing said research, which includes consulting with experts, you decide that you do not wish to do so, then I will respect your decision."

Of course she would, he realized after he looked at her for a moment. She hadn't wanted the kid, he had, and he'd been the one to convince her to have one, therefore it was his responsibility. If he wanted to have a child, he was the one to have it. Or convince her that they could do a surrogate. "I'm thinking of using a surrogate." He thought of a little girl that so much resembled her mother except that this time they'd make sure that the government didn't get their hands on her. Or maybe the kid would turn out like her dumb old dad and they wouldn't have to worry about anything.

"It's your choice; you have declared yourself to be the primary parent in raising the child, after all." It was nice that she was leaving it up to him. She could have just said that she wasn't going through this and that was it, but at least she realized that he liked kids and wanted a family. And it would get him out of her hair.

"Then I guess I'll just tell the doctors the news." He was sure they'd take it well. After all, as Dr. Poe had said, it was safer to have a woman have the kid.

And if it turned out he was making a stupid decision? Kay would remind him that it was his choice and his responsibility. She was great at that, after all.

/8/8/8/8

The doctor greeting him at the exam was not Doctor Poe at all, but a portly man that reminded him uncomfortably of Fresno Bob, except that Ziggy was sure that the doctor still had all his hair."Mr. Grover? I'm Dr. Bradford. I'm sorry that I wasn't there the other day for your consultation, but I'm teaming with Doctor Poe to make sure your pregnancy goes smoothly."

"Well," Ziggy said, feeling bad that they'd gotten all ready for this and he was going to tell them that he'd made other plans, "I'm thinking that maybe Kay and I want to do a surrogate on this. Just because it's so risky."

"Mike does tend to be a little alarmist," Doctor Bradford assured him. "You were a Ranger, you're pretty damn sturdy. And with my expertise and Mike's, you don't have to worry at all. I've studied all I can on the effects of DNA bonding on you and the other Rangers from Doctor K's records." He patted Ziggy on the arm. "I frankly wouldn't be comfortable with the child of a Ranger being carried by someone who's not. You're all too changed by your morphers."

"We are?" It was the first that Ziggy had ever heard of it, and he was married to the woman! But he wasn't a medical doctor either, and this guy was supposed to be a specialist.

"Yes. In some ways, your wife's internal problems probably saved her." He smiled again at Ziggy. He still reminded him too much of Fresno Bob. "Mike'll get you pregnant and I'll make sure you and the kid turn out okay. Okay?"

Ziggy groaned at the joke. He'd done way better jokes in his time.

"And despite that really bad joke – and I know that was really, really bad and I'm sorry – I promise, I'm going to support you one hundred percent. Mike is right, you're going to have to take very, very good care of yourself, but trust me, I'm going to be on call for you. This is probably going to be the most important baby ever born since the world ended, and we're going to make sure that you have backup. Okay?"

"Okay," Ziggy said, but he had his doubts. He'd have to talk to Kay, make sure everything was really all right. Maybe the doctor was wrong. After all, Kay knew best about the morphers and their effects on the human body!

"So, let's start the exam," Dr. Bradford told him, reaching for a tool.

/8/8/8/8

When he went home, he found his wife grading papers. She was very harsh on her students, but he was used to that – after all, she'd been really harsh on her Rangers, too. "I just went to the doctor."

He didn't expect much out of her, because he'd been stating the obvious, and this was his thing, not hers. He wasn't even surprised when it took her a few minutes to respond.

"Yes?" she asked.

"He says there's something weird that happened to us when we became Rangers, and so normal people can't have kids with us really well. Or at least it's not safe for non-Rangers to carry Rangers' kids."

Okay, maybe he wasn't explaining things very well. Sometimes he could feel like a really big idiot when he tried to talk to her. He could see her frowning, and it wasn't at the paper she was grading. No, she was frowning at him.

"While I did not specifically do research into the reproductive repercussions of Project Ranger, I do not see why that should be the case. However, morpher bonding does rewrite portions of your DNA code, so it is possible. Just unlikely.

"Wait a minute, what?" Ziggy asked, not sure he wanted to hear what he was hearing. "It did what?"

"Rewrote portions of your code," she said simply. "But as I said, that should not have affected your reproductive abilities..."

Ziggy had to sit down after that.