Holy crap, I haven't updated this fanfic in forever. Forgive me lol. Enjoy! Oh and by the way, there's a part in this chapter that is TOTALLY unrealistic but just pretend it's possible lol
Sydney woke up late at night. She looked to her right and saw Jim sleeping. The way he was positioned made it obvious that he was trying to stay awake to make sure she was going to be ok.
The brunette walked to the bathroom silently and lifted up her shirt. On her stomach was a dark bruise. Before it just looked red. Now it was looking worse. That brought tears to her eyes.
They're killing me, she thought. Their number one mission is to kill me, isn't it?
Sydney ran her fingers over the bruise which was a huge mistake. She found herself leaning over the toilet dry heaving. When she finished, she lay her sweaty head against the cold wall and let the tears fall down her cheeks.
She sniffed and wiped her face. She would go see Miss Fontaine (thanks Dark Mage Girl Xion!) tomorrow morning.
And to top it off, she was "late". Which meant that when it came, the pain would be twice as worse as it usually is.
She finally got the strength to stand up without feeling like she had to be sick again and walked back in the bed. Jim stirred in his sleep but other than that, he was out like a light.
The next morning, Sydney woke up earlier than Jim, thank god. She silently exited the dorm and trudged to Miss Fontaine's office.
"Hello, Sydney," she greeted. "How are you feeling?"
Sydney cradled her stomach. "Um, actually, my stomachaches have been getting worse." She started to choke up. "I…I think I'm…dying."
"Oh, honey, relax. You're not dying." She got up and ran her hand through Sydney's hair. "You'll be fine. Hop up on the bed and we'll take a look, huh?"
She nodded and carefully lay down on the bed.
The nurse lifted up her shirt and gasped at the bruise. She looked the skeptical for a moment but then a smug grin replaced it. "When you had this accident, were you hit in the hips?"
"Not that I know of. Why?"
"Tell me if this hurts." She slipped her hand against Sydney's left hip and put slight pressure on it.
"Ow!" she yelped. "Yes, that hurts."
Miss Fontaine had a look in her eyes. Like she knew something she didn't wanna tell. "Are you thirsty?"
"What's going on?"
"You want some water? I'll get you some water."
"What are--" Sydney gave up on trying. There was something wrong with her but she wasn't going to tell her. She'd have to find out on her own she figured.
The nurse came back with a Dixie cup full of ice water. "I have to tell you something very shocking. But you should drink your water and relax first."
"Well, now that you told me that I don't think I can relax."
"Drink, honey."
Sydney took a small sip.
"Ok, um, how do I start?" Miss Fontaine thought for a moment. "Uh, have you ever heard of a um, virginial pregnancy?"
Sydney's eyes widened. "What?"
"You see, when you were hit in the hips, an egg was force into your belly. But since there was no semen to fertilize it, it's growing without protection. Like nutrition or a shell to keep it from hurting you. That's what formed a bruise on your stomach." (Like I said, totally unrealistic.)
Sydney couldn't register what she was being told. "What?"
"Honey," she started, "you're going to be giving birth as a virgin."
Sydney's eyes went wide and then slowly closed as she fainted.
She woke up to voices speaking in the background.
"Will she be alright?" a male's voice said.
"She'll be fine. She's just a little shocked."
"From what?"
"I think she should tell you."
The brunette moaned as she tried to open her eyes. "Jim?"
He rushed over. "I'm right here."
"Oh thank god." She sat up and wiggled her way into his arms as she sobbed. "I'm so scared."
"About what, baby. What's the matter."
She sniffed and pulled away to look at him. "Jim, I…I'm pregnant."
Jim was filled with multiple emotions. Anger, jealousy, fear and then confusion.
Miss Fontaine explained to him what happened.
"Oh god, Sydney." He hugged her as more tears spilled. "You don't have to be scared. I'll help you through it. I'll help you raise your child."
"But…we're only seventeen. Shit, we haven't even seen the birth video in health class yet! What would we know about parenting?!"
The nurse covered her mouth and tried not to laugh.
"We'll figure it out. I promise."
"There's um, something else I should tell you, Jim," the nurse said.
"What is it?"
She pulled him off to the side and whispered something which made Sydney feel uneasy.
"Is that even possible?"
"It's worth a shot."
Jim walked up to Sydney and said in a low tone. "Syd, there's something important that you need to do."
"What?"
"The baby that you're carrying is dying. It needs semen to help protect it."
"Where the hell am I gonna get semen? It's not like they sell it at Walgreens for buy one get one free!"
"I don't know. That's why I'm telling you that…never mind."
"What? Jim tell me."
"You could…you know…use…mine." His face flushed with embarrassment.
"But that would make the baby officially yours."
He nodded.
"So, you're not gonna leave because I'm pregnant?"
"Of course not."
"Jim Cook, I'd love for you to be the father of my baby."
He smiled and nodded at the nurse.
She handed him a cup and led him to the bathroom.
A couple minutes later, Jim came back out and held Sydney's hand as the nurse got the semen-filled needle ready.
"Ready?" she asked."
The two nodded.
After two shots of excruciating pain, Sydney was carried back to her dorm.
"Thank you, Jim," she said. "You've helped me so much."
He kissed her lightly on the lips. "Whatever it takes to make you safe."
Sorry, it's such a short chapter. It was kinda corny too. HAHAHAHAHAH JIM HAD TO JACKOFF!!!!! Hehehehee…that's not funny, is it? Whatever. I hoped you enjoyed it. If not, oh well haha. Review plz. And try not to flame.