"Come on miss, it's your turn," Dr. Thompson said with a kind little smile. Roe turned to her from staring at the door, waiting for Owen's entrance.
"But his father isn't here yet," Roe said, frowning. The doctor smiled warmly, understanding the situation, but her smile was a little strained.
"You don't know the sex of the baby yet, and I'm sure the father would understand," Dr. Thompson said, trying to be as soothing as possible. Roe gave a little laugh.
"Of course I know the sex of my hatchling. I'll always know the sex of each hatchling the clan will have. As for the father, it wouldn't be fair to him not to include him in this," Roe said, a pout coming to his lips. Before the doctor could reply, Fox spoke up.
"David has him working on something right now, so he cant make it. Sorry dear," Fox said flippantly. Roe's pout turned into a full blown frown, he then looked down, saddened at the thought that Mr. Xanatos put his mate to work.
"All right. I'm coming," Roe said and laid down on the bed provided.
"Don't worry Roe, I'm here for this," Lex said, stepping up next to his best friend, a warm smile on his face.
"Thanks Lexie," Roe said, smiling again, though the smile didn't reach his eyes. Lex frowned while the doctor was quick to put on the scentless gel onto Roe's abdomen, the scent from it caused the boy to flinch.
'Oh Odin, this crap reeks,' Roe thought, fidgeting.
"Hold still miss Roe," Dr. Thompson said calmly, pressing the wand over Roe's lower abdomen. Roe stilled instantly, but was still nervous over the machine looking inside his body.
"Hmm, this isn't good," Dr. Thompson hummed out after a few quiet moments. Roe's moss green eyes widened in automatic panic.
"Hva? What's not good?" Roe asked, accent thickening to such a sever degree, as well as adding a few words from his native tongue.
"What?" Dr. Thompson asked, not being able to pick apart the youths words. Lex was quick to hug Roe and sooth him.
"He asked what's not good. Shh, Roe, it's okay. It'll be okay," Lex answered the doctor before cooing to the younger gargoyle gently.
"Oh," Dr. Thompson said, then shook her head. "It seems that the egg surrounding the baby is thinner then it should be. It'll be all right, if your careful. I think we should discuss the possibilities of a cesarian section just in case."
"C-cesarian?" Roe asked, not familiar with the word, but finally calming from Lex's comfort. The others in the clan watched on, carefully, watching just in case Roe began to panic again.
"Cesarian means to remove a baby through surgery. It's only done in cases where there will be problems or if the mother wants it." Lex responded immediately. Roe paled and frantically shook his head in a 'no'.
"You might have no choice in this matter, for the safety of you and the child," Dr. Thompson said briskly, with a slightly frosty edge.
"Nei, no, I'll birth this hatchling without, 'removal with surgery," Roe said rather defiantly. The doctor frowned, annoyed. Most, to all, patients would listen to her on this subject with the utter most loyalty and trust.
"The child might die otherwise and it's only a precaution," Dr. Thompson said rather sharply. Roe sat up with a gentle glare, wiping at his abdomen carefully.
"You seem to be forgetting that I am not human and therefore wont be having a live birth. He will come out as an egg, in case you've forgotten, Doktor," Roe snapped, pout on his full lips. The doctor's eyes widened greatly, realizing that there was great truth in Roe's words. They narrowed a second later, angry at being sassed.
"What if the shell breaks, hmm?" Dr. Thompson asked evenly, her own temper boiling underneath the surface.
"And what if the sky fell? We cant base all of your worries on assumptions and 'what if' scenarios. Roe will just have to be careful and checked on more often. In all honesty Dr. Thompson, you should really be focusing on Elisa, considering she's going to be giving a live birth, which will include gargoyle appendages." Lex replied before Roe could. The doctor frowned heavily, but nodded, not at all pleased with this answer, but didn't understand Roe's dilemma. Roe got off and scurried to the farthest side of the room, Lex wrapped in one of his wings.
"Please relax doctor. Roe's not used to medical personnel or machines. He's from a very small village in Norway that didn't have such advantages." Elisa said, a small grin oner her face. One of her hands was rubbing absently at her lower back while the other was placed on her growing abdomen. Goliath was immediately beside her, rubbing his own large hand on her lower back. Elisa gave him a pleasured grin as he worked out the tension there.
"Oh," Dr. Thompson replied calmly, finally understanding why Roe threw his fit. Aside from the obvious pregnancy hormones of course. She then went on about taking notes and telling them some do's and don'ts with there pregnancies. The doctor was quick to schedule another appointment for Elisa in another two weeks, for safety measures. The detective's promise that she would call if there was an issue. It was hours later before Roe actually got to leave and go talk to Owen. The young Sentinel mother was quick to find him just finishing some things up in his office.