"Alright, I have your diagnosis back from the labs," Rebecca trailed off and pointed her finger to the eldest Redfield and Leon, "I'm gonna have to ask you two to leave due to 'Doctor-Patient confidentiality' though."
Claire gripped the scratchy blanket that was covering her and gulped down suddenly, ignoring the fact that a big piece of mucus went down with it. "What is it?" she exclaimed suddenly, more sweat was perspiring from her forehead, worry-wrinkles filled her face while she was trying to come up with the diagnosis in her mind.
"I'll let you know once they leave the room, unless you want me to tell you what's wrong in front of them." Rebecca picked up the corner of the lab result papers on her clipboard and flipped through them quickly- her eyes not leaving the text as she scanned them.
The young redhead rubbed the back of her head and shrugged "I mean, if it's not ba-"
Chris stood up quickly with large eyes, clutching his fists and staring and Rebecca, "She's not PREGNANT is she!? I mean the weakness, the throwing up, looking kind of chunky..." Leon's mouth became a gaped as he stared at his best friend in disbelief.
Claire gasped and started shaking her hands negatively and started to freak out. "No! I mean no! That's crazy, ridiculous, irrational, and ludicrous! I am not! Also, I am not chunky! Am I?!"
Rebecca looked at all the people in the room and sighed, holding back laugh so she could be professional. "Claire don't worry and you're not chunky! You have the flu. And since your little henchmen here have been exposed to you I have to prescribe Tamiflu as a prophylactic so they won't become infected as well. I mean honestly Claire, this is what you get for not getting that flu shot like I offered to give you, all I can do for you missy is give you something for the nausea and vomiting because it's a virus and there's nothing you can do for it while you're this far into it. These knuckleheads have another thing coming to them though if they get sick, men get too needy when they become ill they're like little babies again. So I prescribe to you Claire some bed rest, plenty of fluids, and Zofran so you won't throw up all the time, which I'm sure you'll appreciate."
The three people looked at Doctor Chambers in relief and Claire sunk her head back down in the pillows and muttered "Thank God I'm not pregnant… But it's too soon-" she cut herself off and pretended not to say anything.
Chris's ears perked up and looked over at his little sister and gave her a scrunched up face, "What do you mean that it's 'too soon'? Who? What? Where? When?"
The young Redfield looked at her brother and chuckled a little before she closed her eyes "It's none of your business, Doctor-patient confidentiality of course."
"That doesn't even make sense?! Did you sleep with a Doctor? Wait, is he rich…? Will he buy me things…?" the older brother placed his hand on his chin and started off into the distance while Rebecca handed Leon the scripts for the three of them.
"You can go to the pharmacy in the hospital to pick these up, so don't lose them ok?" she gave him a little wink and walked towards the door. "I'm writing up your discharge, don't leave until the nurse says to, alright?'
Claire gave a measly nod and tried to ignore her brother imagining about her 'Doctor Boyfriend'. She would never tell him who she slept with unless the other person wanted him to know, and for the sake of that other person currently she wouldn't say anything.
Her lips were sealed.
Also because she was holding back the vomit that was starting to build.