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Chapter 3: Strange Changes

Dave gripped ahold to rim of the toilet as he emptied the contents of his stomach for the fifth time that day. Dave tightly clinched his watery eyes shut as the bile finished it's travel up his esophagus and into the bowl below.

"Oh God," Dave somehow managed to muster as he leaned his head up from the toilet bowl.

He closed his eyes as he buried his face in his hand as the other reached to flush the atrocious mess he made in the toilet bowl deep into the Houston sewer system.

He had been feeling like crap all day; scratch that, for going on two months!

This had been going on for nearly 2 months now. Ever since his and Noir's little "agreement".

Wake up, run to bathroom or the nearest trashcan; get dressed, TRY to eat breakfast, and depending whether or not breakfast was successful, run to the bathroom for trashcan again; go to school, make another maybe two or three more trips to bathroom before the day was over with; go home and and eat everything in sight; go to sleep; and then in morning, start the whole ungodly process all over again.

Today has been especially rough on him. He woke up feeling like crap and it only got worse throughout the day.

The first thing he felt this morning were those godawful cramps using his insides as their own personal punching bag.

Normally, these cramps would only appear around the middle/end of the month. Now, they were happening almost everyday; and when they showed up, they definitely made their presence known.

He waddled his way into the kitchen to get his John Deere pills, only to discover he was out of them. He ended up taking the last of their Tylenol, after he got out of the bathroom that is.

After he got out of the bathroom, he didn't even attempt to eat breakfast and just went ahead and got dressed and went to school.

Thankfully, his stomach decided to calm down during the most of school. He only had to excuse himself twice. But his stomach wasn't the only thing causing him problems today. Due to his excessive tiredness, he could barely keep himself awake during class. And to top it off, today they were supposed to be taking Midterms today.

If it wasn't for Midterms, he would have stayed home today. But even then he wasn't sure if going to school today had been a good idea. He couldn't concentrate through hardly any of his tests. He was sure he failed most of them. Well, at least school was over now and he was at home with his bro.

After he got finished in the bathroom, Dave walked back into the kitchen where his bro was sitting at the table.

"Hey Little Man, how are you feeling?" Dirk asked his little brother as he climbed up on the kitchen counter.

"Like crap," Dave said, ravaging through the cabinets.

"What are you looking for?"

"Anything! I'm starving," Dave said pulling out a box of crackers, a jar of peanut butter, and a can of cheese spread.

Dirk looked in horror at the sight of his brother spreading the peanut butter and cheese concoction onto the salty crackers.

"That is T-Totally disgusting Little Man," Dirk said, shaking his head as his little brother crammed the concoction into his mouth.

"What? It's good," Dave said with his mouth full.

"And you wonder why you keep throwing up."

Dave paid no mind to his brother as he continued shoving the horrific creation in his mouth.

Dirk knew he would be on thin ice from what he is about to say, but he just couldn't stop himself.

"So when are you gonna pop the question to Egbert as you are already carrying his child."

"SHUT UP YOU DICK!" Dave screamed at his brother as he threw the can of cheese directly at his head.

Thankfully, Dirk dodged the attack and the can ended up missing it's intended target.

"Ah come on Little Man, you know I was just joking."

"I'M NOT IN THE MOOD FOR ANY OF YOUR JOKES TODAY ASSHOLE!" a thoroughly pissed of Dave screamed at his bro.

"Come on Little Man, don't be angry at me. Come on, give me a hug," Dirk lightly said as he approached his fuming brother.

"THE ONLY THING I'M GONNA GIVE YOU IS MY FOOT SHOVED STRAIGHT UP YOUR..." Dave had to pause his rant for a moment as he jumped off of the counter and ran to bathroom.

Dirk instantly regretting picking at his baby brother as he heard the bathroom door slam shut. He should have known better than to pick on him like that. Dave had been on an emotional roller coaster for about 6 weeks now. Dirk could just look at Dave and he would start fussing; or worse, crying.

The crying was the worst.

Dave would be completely fine one second, and then the next, he would be an absolute ball of tears. And Dave NEVER cried!

Dirk could recall this one incident when Dave was about 6, and he accidentally stepped on a mouse trap and did not shed one tear. If anyone cried it was Dirk. He couldn't stand the sight, or even the thought, of his baby brother getting hurt. That feeling still stood strong to this day.

Dirk felt the pain of guilt shoot through his body as he heard his baby puke his guts out in the bathroom. Ever since Dave, 'took care of his debt', he has been sick. And Dirk was beginning to wonder if Noir could have gave him something that would have caused him to get so sick.

'I swear if that bastard gave my baby anything I will kill him with my bear hands!' Dirk's thoughts ranted as he went to check on his little brother.

"Little Man? You okay?" Dirk asked as he knocked on the door.

"No," Dirk could hear Dave sniffle through the bathroom door.

"Can I come in?"

"Whatever," Dave said through the door.

Dirk took that as I yes.

He slowly opened the door and proceeded to enter with caution.

Dave was sitting on the floor by the toilet, with his head buried in his hands, sobbing.

Dirk walked over toward his baby brother and put his arms around him.

"I'm sorry for picking on you Little Man. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings," Dirk apologized.

"No, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you like that. And I'm sorry I threw that can at you," Dave sniffled as he buried his head into his brother's shoulder.

"Yeah well, I needed some sense knocked into me anyway," Dirk lightly smirked.

Dave smiled at that one.

Dirk looked over toward the sink and grabbed wet a washrag.

"Here," Dirk said handing his brother the cloth to clean himself up with.

"Thanks," Dave said wiping his face and mouth with the rag.

"First thing Monday morning, I'm taking you to the doctor."

"Good, I'm really getting sick of all this crap."

Dirk smirked, "Pun intended?"

"Oh bite me you jerk," Dave retorted.

Dirk picked himself and his brother up off the cold bathroom floor and lead Dave into the living room as he went to go get ready for his real job that night.

"So what are you going to do tonight Little Man?" Dirk called from his room.

Before Dave could answer, his phone dinged.

It was a text from John.

'Hey man, Dad said you guys can come over tonight if y'all wanted too.'

'okay

cool

see ya in a bit' Dave replied.

"Apparently I'm going to John's," Dave called from the living room.

"Good, I'd feel better about you staying over there tonight. I don't like leaving you alone especially when you're sick," Dirk replied.

Dave just smirked and shook his head at his brother's overprotectiveness. He was fixing to be 16 in about a month! He wasn't a child anymore and he hated to be treated like one. Especially by his brother.

But, Dave could see where his brother was coming from. He was the apple of his brother's eye after all, and Dirk MADE SURE he knew it.

But ever since 'the agreement', Dirk had been acting especially protective over his brother. He didn't know why, but he just couldn't shake the feeling that they wouldn't see the last of Noir. And Dirk would be damned before he let the man get within an inch of baby brother.

At least if Dave was at the Egberts, then Dirk knew he would be safe.

"Okay, you be good for Mr. Egbert okay," Dirk said as he dropped Dave off at the Egberts before he headed to the club.

"I will," Dave said grabbing his bag from the back seat.

"Call me if you need anything okay?"

"I will."

"Okay, see ya later Little Man. Love you."

"Love you too Dad," Dave retorted as he got out of the car.

Dirk smirked as he watched his younger brother walked up his best friend's driveway before driving off.

Dave rung the door bell and heard a dog barking.

"God, why did Jade have to bring that stupid mutt with her," Dave quietly said as whoever was going to open the door was taking their dear sweet time.

When the door finally opened, Dave was first greeted by the ferocious hell hound.

However, instead of pouncing on Dave like he normally would do at first sight of the blond; Bec ran up to Dave and started sniffing and licking his stomach continually.

"Bec! What are you doing? Stop!" Dave said trying to pull the dog away from himself.

"Bec, cut that out!" Jade said appearing right behind her loyal pet and pulled him off her dearest friend.

"I'm sorry Dave, I don't know what's gotten into him," Jade said stepping out of the way so Dave could enter into the Egbert's home.

"It's okay," Dave said putting his bag down by the door.

"Hey Dave!" John said calling from the bottom of the stairs, "How are you feeling?"

"Lately, like crap. But right now I'm feeling better," Dave said as he greeted his best friend.

"That's good," John smiled, "Hey grab your bag and come up to my room."

"Alright," Dave said as he picked his bag up and followed his friends up the stairs.

With Bec right behind Dave still.

"Bec, go on," Dave tried to swat the dog off but to no avail.

"Dave, I'm so sorry. You'll just have to excuse him. He's acting weird today," Jade said as she shooed the dog away as the entered into John's room.

To which Bec just sat outside of John's door.

"Bec didn't jump on you or scratch you up for anything did he?" Jade asked Dave.

"No, he just sniffed and licked my stomach," Dave told her.

"That's weird, he normally hates you. And the only other person he's done that to was my cousin when she was pregnant," Jade said

"Heh, maybe you have an alien baby inside of you and Bec was trying to warn us of our impending doom," John joked, playfully acting all scared.

"Oh yeah right Egbert, the only alien in this room is you," Dave picked.

"Hey where's Lalonde?" Dave asked.

"Right here," Rose said walking into John's room, "Jade, why was your dog standing right outside the door?"

"Oh he's just trying to protect us from Dave's alien baby," Jade jokingly said.

"An alien baby you say? Please, enlighten me," Rose sarcastically asked.

"Okay Dr. Lalonde," Dave decided to play along, "I've been feeling like hell for damn near two months straight. I've been exhausted all the time. I've been getting sick, basically puking at the drop of a hat. My appetite is through the roof. I've been craving the weirdest things. I've been having crazy mood swings. And those cramps I've been having ever since I hit puberty have been getting worse."

Rose took mental note of all of her friend's strange symptoms. If she didn't know any better, she would swear Dave really was pregnant. But that was impossible, boys can't get pregnant. Right?

"Okay Dave, I want you to think really hard. When EXACTLY did you start feeling these symptoms," Rose instructed Dave.

Dave didn't like the tone in her voice as she said that, it sounded urgent.

"After I went to talk to Noir about Bro's loan," Dave quietly said, "About a week afterwards maybe."

Dave's friends all knew what Dave had to do to get rid of his brother's debt. And the actions of that night were now raising some deep concerns.

"Dave, I don't know how to put this any other way, but you are experiencing the symptoms of a pregnant woman going through her first trimester," even Rose couldn't believe the words that were coming out of her mouth.

But when she added it all up, it all made since. The cravings, the excessive tiredness, the mood swings, the puking aka morning sickness, the cramps. It all added up. But there was just one thing wrong, Dave was a boy. There's no possibly way he can be pregnant! Could he?

"Oh yeah right Lalonde!" Dave sarcastically said, "I'm pregnant and John is the king of Utopia!"

"Dave I am being dead serious. You need to go to the doctor and get checked out as soon as possible. For all we know, you could have a tumor that's causing you to have all these problems," Rose told Dave.

"I'm going to the doctor Monday, don't worry," Dave tried to reassure them, trying not to sound kind of freaked out himself.

'Damn Lalonde, don't freak out Strider. You're gonna be fine. Bro is gonna take you to the doctor Monday and everything is gonna be just fine,' Dave told himself over and over again.

After few awkward moments of silence filled the room before Dave smelt an alluring aroma coming from downstairs.

"Hey John, is Dad cooking stew? I'm starving," Dave said as he exited the room to go downstairs. Leaving his three friends behind in the room.

"How did he know Dad was fixing stew?" John asked.

"That was great Dad!" Dave said as he finished his second bowl of the delectable dish.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it David," Mr. Egbert family said, "There's plenty more incase you want some more."

"No, I couldn't possibly eat another bite." Dave said leaning back in his chair, until those cramps decided they were overdue for a visit. And they were back with vengeance

Dave clinched his eyes shut and gritted his teeth as searing pain coursed through his abdomen.

"David?! Are you okay?!" Mr. Egbert immediately jumped out of his chair to help the boy.

"These...cramps again," Dave gritted his teeth, trying to get up from his chair. But the second his feet touched the floor, Dave was overcome by extreme dizziness and he collapsed in Mr. Egbert's arms.

"OH MY GOD DAVID!" Mr. Egbert screamed, lifting up Dave's now limp body, "SOMEBODY CALL 911!"

*ring ring ring*

"Hello, this is the Time of Knight. This is Jake English speaking, how may I help you?"

"JAKE! THIS IS MR. EGBERT. LISTEN TO ME, I NEED YOU TO GET DIRK AND TELL HIM TO MEET US AT THE HOSPITAL. THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG WITH DAVE!"

"OH MY GOD! WHAT HAPPENED?!" Jake cried over the phone.

"WE DON'T KNOW, HE STARTED HAVING THOSE CRAMPS AGAIN AND HE JUST PASSED OUT. HE'S IN THE AMBULANCE AND WE'RE FOLLOWING RIGHT BEHIND THEM."

"GO, WE'LL BE THERE AS SOON AS WE CAN!" Jake hung up and ran to go get Dirk.

Dirk was setting up everything back stage when saw Jake run around the corner.

"Hey man, what's up?" Dirk said picking up bass, fixing to connect it to the turntables.

"DIRK! WE GOTTA GO! IT'S DAVE! HE PASSED OUT AND THEY'RE TAKING HIM TO THE HOSPITAL!" Jake said running up to his friend and business partner.

Dirk immediately dropped the bass and was out the back door in less than a second.

In less than two minutes, both he and Jake made it to the hospital where Dave was at across town. All the way there, Dirk prayed that his baby brother was okay.

"MR. EGBERT! What happened?! Where is he?!" Dirk cried out as he rushed into the waiting room.

"Oh Dirk, they took him back there! We don't know what happened! We were just all sitting there at the dinner table when he started having those cramps again. I tried to help him up, but as soon as his feet hit the ground he fainted," Mr. Egbert explained to Dirk.

"When did they take him back there?" Dirk asked, trying to remain calm.

"Just a few minutes ago," Mr. Egbert informed Dirk, "The nurse said they would be back as soon as they had anything."

Until then, the only thing Dirk could do was wait.

After about 15 minutes of impatiently pacing back and forth in the waiting room, Dirk finally saw a nurse step into the waiting room.

"Family for David Strider," the nurse announced.

Dirk immediately rushed toward the woman.

"I'm his older brother, what's wrong with him?! Is he okay?!" Dirk frantically asked.

"He's okay Mr. Strider. The reason why David fainted was because he was dehydrated. He regained consciousness and we gave him an IV and we're going to keep him over night for observation."

Dirk breathed a few sighs of relief of the nurse's news. But his smile soon faded when he heard what else the nurse informed him.

"He ran blood work on him, and Mr. Strider, you're gonna want to see David's doctor with the results. Something every interesting came up," the nurse looked flabbergasted at Dave's file.

"When can I see Him?"

"He'll be in David's room shortly, you can talk to him there," the nurse informed Dirk, "Now if you would, follow me and I can take you to your brother's room."

"Dave? Little Man?" Dirk said as he entered in Dave's room.

Dave turned his head and saw his brother standing in the doorway, "Hey Bro, what are you doing here?" Dave quietly asked.

"Oh God, Dave!" Dirk immediately rushed over towards his baby bro and swung his arms around him, "DON'T YOU EVER SCARE ME LIKE THAT AGAIN!"

"I'm sorry Bro, I didn't mean to scare you," Dave quietly said, "Those cramps just starting flaring up again and when I tried to get up, I passed out."

"You're gonna be okay Little Man, the nurse just said that you were just dehydrated," Dirk said letting go of his baby brother, "She said that the doctor would be in here shortly to tell us your blood results."

As if on cue, the brothers heard a knock on the door.

"Hello Mr. Strider, I am the doctor presiding over David," the doctor introduced himself, "David, Mr. Strider, this is honestly the first case like this that I have ever seen. I have read about cases like this in medical notes from decades past."

"What is it Doc? Tell us," Dirk said getting impatient with the doctor.

"Mr. Strider, I don't know how to say this; but your brother is pregnant."