Five days. That's how long it had been since Emmett had heard from Bay, and it was absolutely killing him. How was she doing? Had she made a decision yet? And if she had, what was it? He wanted to ask her, but he was so upset that she was even considering anything other than raising their baby. Even if it had been an accident, Emmett certainly didn't see it as a mistake and it offended him that Bay did. The last five days for Bay had not been a walk in the park either. Rather than having morning sickness, she had been struck with "all day" sickness. She only wanted to eat bananas and buttered toast, as it was the only thing she could mostly keep down. She had suddenly found herself leaving class to pee everything fifteen minutes and no matter how much she slept, she always felt absolutely exhausted.
Emmett had finally had enough. He saw Bay putting books into her locker at the end of the school day. He walked up behind her and tapped her on the shoulder. Startled, she spun around. Emmett suddenly felt bashful. "Hey. How are you feeling?" Emmett signed. Bay looked down at her swollen feet and nervously tucked her hair behind her ear. "Um, tired. And nauseous of course." Emmett let out a sigh of relief. "So you haven't…made any decisions yet?" Bay shook her head. "Not really, but I am going to see a doctor today." Emmett suddenly became alarmed. "Why? Is everything okay?"
Bay nodded. "As far as I know. I'd just like to know how far things are and…you know; make sure I keep my options open." Emmett nodded slowly. "I still want you to give me a chance to be a father to my baby. But…I shouldn't be putting more stress on your right now." Bay smiled subtly. "Thanks…so I was actually about to head to the appointment now. Did you want to maybe…?" Emmett smiled. "Yes. Yes I would be happy to come with you." Bay motioned for Emmett to follow her to the parking lot.
Bay and Emmett sat in the waiting room of the OB/GYN office. They squirmed uncomfortably. There were surrounded by married couples much older than they were, many of them expecting their second or third child. And awkwardly off to side sat a couple of high school students without a clue. "At least no one will recognize either of us." Emmett joked. Bay rolled her eyes. A nurse in pastel pink scrubs came to the door of the waiting room. "Bay Kennish?" She called.
Bay stood up. She turned and motioned for Emmett to come with her. "Am I even allowed to come? We're not married or related." Bay grabbed Emmett's hand and pulled him along behind her as she followed the nurse down the long hallway. She swung left and led Bay and Emmett into a room. "Please, have a seat on the exam table." She told Bay. Emmett helped Bay up onto the table and sat in the chair next to her.
"So, what's going on?" The nurse asked. Bay blushed and swung her feet. "Um…well I am somewhere around three weeks late for my period. And I took a home pregnancy test and it was positive. So I'm just kind of here to…confirm things I guess." The nurse nodded and scribbled onto her clipboard. "So your last menstrual cycle would have been somewhere around two months ago?" Bay nodded. "Have you been experiencing any nausea, vomiting, fatigue, frequent urination, anything like that?" Bay chuckled a bit. "Definitely had pretty much all of that going on." The nurse continued to scribble on her clipboard. "Um…okay! I think that's all I need, and the doctor will be in momentarily!" Bay smiled and nodded as the nurse walked out of the room.
Emmett turned to look at Bay. "What did she say?" He asked. Bay had signed her answers but had forgotten to interpret what the nurse had been saying. "Oh, uh, she just asked how I've been feeling." Emmett nodded and cupped his hands together. There was a knock on the door and the doctor walked in. He was a tall man, thin but not too thin, with green eyes and short black hair. "Hello, Dr. Rezner, nice to meet you." He smiled as he shook Bay's hand. He turned to Emmett next. "And is this the father?" Emmett turned to look at Bay. "Um, yes sir. This is Emmett Bledsoe. He is deaf, actually." shook Emmett's hand. "Would you like an interpreter?" The doctor asked, facing Emmett this time so he could read his lips. "No, thank you. Bay can interpret." Dr. Rezner looked to Bay. "Uh, he says I can interpret for him but thank you anyways."
Dr. Rezner pulled up his chair to the desk against the wall in the room as he looked over Bay's chart. "So…18 years old, you say you're about three weeks late, experiencing some common pregnancy symptoms…" Dr. Rezner continued to murmur over Bay's chart as she interpreted for Emmett. "Considering how far along I'm assuming you are, it'd be much easier to find the baby through a vaginal ultrasound. Are you both comfortable with Mr. Bledsoe being present for that?" Dr. Rezner motioned toward Emmett.
"I'm okay with that. It's up to you." Emmett signed to Bay, though he looked obviously hopeful that she would let him stay. Bay nodded and signed without speaking to Emmett. "I'm fine. You can stay if you want." Bay and Emmett nodded in unison toward Dr. Rezner. He handed Bay a hospital gown. "I'm going to step out for a moment so you can put this gown on. I'll be back in about five minutes." Dr. Rezner stepped out and shut the door. Bay stared awkwardly at the gown and then at Emmett. He raised his hands in surrender. "I won't look." He signed and covered his eyes. Bay stripped down as quickly as she could, put on the hospital gown, and sat back on the exam table. She tapped Emmett's shoulder. He moved his hands and looked at her.
"Are you ready to see our baby?" He asked with a smile. Bay grimaced. "Don't push it." She warned. There was a knock on the door and Dr. Rezner entered the room. He sat down on his stool and rolled it up to the end of the exam table. He pulled out the stirrups at the end of the table. "Alright Ms. Kennish, if you could please scoot to the end of the bed and place your feet in the stirrups for me." Bay blushed and nervously laid back and placed her feet in the stirrups. She felt so exposed. Emmett saw her obvious nervousness and wrapped his hand around hers.
The doctor explained the process of the vaginal ultrasound to Bay. She wanted to spare Emmett the details but he insisted on knowing everything that was going on, right down to the last gory detail. Bay found the vaginal ultrasound extremely uncomfortable but she knew it was necessary. The doctor moved the wand around inside of her and then stopped suddenly. He placed his finger against the screen. Bay saw what looked like a small jellybean that was pulsing. "What is that?" Bay asked, astonished.
Dr. Rezner made it a point to turn so Emmett could read his lips. "That's your baby. I'm going to say that you're about seven weeks and two days along at this point and everything looks fine. I'd place your due date on June 12. And I'd like to see you back in two weeks for another appointment. You can schedule that with the receptionist at the front desk." Bay was still shocked. She had tried so hard to remain emotionally unattached from the life that was growing inside of her, but seeing it on a screen, seeing its tiny heartbeat pulsing…it was life changing.
Bay turned to see Emmett. Tears were welling up in his eyes. He grinned from ear to ear. "Bay! That's our baby! Look at our little jellybean!" He signed enthusiastically. Dr. Rezner smiled too. "Would you two like some pictures?" He asked. Bay grabbed Emmett's hand and smiled. "Yeah…I think we would like that."