I'm really sorry for not updating. Or writing. I tried writing this chapter a couple of weeks ago, but it didn't work out. So I started reading fanfiction again (a new fandom, and wow, let me tell you, switching fandoms can feel amazing) and that has been keeping me busy lately. So here's another attempt at chapter nine.

Logan
I woke up in the evening. I didn't fully remember falling asleep, nor did I remember the empty chair next to my bed. I did remember James visiting, but I didn't expect him to leave without letting me know. Thinking he might have gone to the bathroom or something like that, I tried to get up. Just as I failed doing so, I noticed a little note on the chair.

Loges,
I'm sorry I left like this, you fell asleep and I didn't want to disturb you. Make sure you rest enough, OK? Anyway, there's something I need to tell you. I don't know how, so you might find out before I'm ready to speak up. It's something you might find weird, unbelievable maybe, so please don't be mad at me if I am not the one telling you first. I'm just as scared as you are.
James

I didn't know how to react. The note was vague - to me, at least. Maybe it was because I had been unconscious before, but it still made no sense. I guessed James probably had his reasons for keeping this something for himself, but it didn't help my curiosity.
''Excuse me?''
A man's voice filled the room. I turned my head to the door, which apparently was open all along.
''Oh, hello,'' he said as he saw me. It was the man that talked to me after Kendall left. He held a little tray in his hands, a steaming bowl of soup and a spoon was all he was carrying.
''Good evening,'' I greeted him and I smiled.
''Do you remember me?'' he asked and he put down the tray on the small table next to the hospital bed.
''I do, I just didn't catch your name,'' I answered honestly.
''Mr. Lee,'' he said. ''Jiyong Lee. Not a doctor yet, though. I'm considered an assistant.''
''Ah, right,'' I nodded. ''is there a reason behind your visit?''
''Not really,'' he answered. ''besides bringing you your meal. I actually wanted to send someone else for that, but I just wanted to see how you were doing.''
''I'm fine, thank you,'' I said. ''can I ask you something?''
''Sure,'' the man said.
I bit my lip. What should I ask? It's not like he'd know anything... right?
''My friend is keeping something from me,'' I told him. ''I don't expect you to know anything about it, but.. could you please take a look at the note he left me? Maybe it's a little bit.. personal, I'm not sure, but I don't mind you reading it.''
''Uh, of course,'' he smiled. I handed him James' note and watched him as he read.
''I guess... I might have an idea what he's talking about,'' he hesitated. ''I think I should also be one of the people informing you, but I feel like I shouldn't. If you really want to know, you should say so.''
''I don't think James is going to tell me, so I want you to tell me,'' I sighed.
''Ah, my second time explaining this... please forgive me if it sounds complicated. I'll try to keep it short,'' Mr. Lee started. ''You were in surgery a couple of years ago, yes? Back then they started experimenting on males. They still do. Anyway, they placed an artificial uterus in the body in the hope it would function. So far no one showed any signs of success... Except you.''
I frowned. Was this some kind of joke?
''W-What do you mean?'' I asked him, my voice close to a whisper.
''It seems like your uterus, because you were part of the experiment and have one, is working,'' he explained. ''I.. I don't know how to put it any other way.. But.. You're pregnant.''
Mr. Lee seemed far too serious to be kidding, so I guessed it was true.
But Logan, that's not possible.
I know it isn't...
I didn't realize my legs could already carry me until I found myself walking around the room, throwing stuff on the ground and tugging my hair. I must've looked totally crazy, but all I could feel was anger.
But why...
Why am I angry...?
''Please calm down, Mr. Mitchell,'' I heard Mr. Lee say.
He pinned me down on the hospital bed, but he was being careful. I blinked once. Twice. Then I finally managed to calm myself down a bit.
''I'm fine, I'm fine...'' I assured him. ''Sorry..''
He let go of me and smiled.
''It's OK,'' he said. ''your reaction is understandable. I'll be leaving know, will you be alright? Do I have to send someone to stay with you?''
''Don't worry, I'm fine now,'' I answered, even though I wasn't sure if I was fine. ''I don't need anyone. I'd like to be left alone for a little while, actually.''
''Then I'll go, please try to get some sleep, even if you already slept this afternoon.''
''I will. Goodbye.''
After that, he left. I got a little bit more comfortable in the hospital bed and closed my eyes. I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep for a while, but I didn't mind. I had too much to think about.

James... you and your stupid note..

And there it is. Chapter nine. I hope it was good. I had some trouble writing it. I wrote it in two very short evenings, so yeah.. It's not long, I know. SORRY SORRY. Oh, and I named Lee after my two biases. Jiyong (ultimate bias' first name) Lee (second bias' last name). I had to. Don't pay too much attention to it. It's not like it's understandable anyway.