Chapter 9
Saturday afternoon, Quinn, Haley, and Brooke sat in the Dr. Amber's office awaiting Quinn's results.
"Is it supposed to take this long?" Quinn asked.
"It's going to be okay Quinn," Haley said.
"What if it's not okay?" Quinn asked.
"You have to stay positive," Brooke said.
"I don't want to be positive!" Quinn shouted. "I might be really sick! I want to talk about what I want if I die!"
"Okay," Haley said.
"I want you guys to be mother figures for Zoe," Quinn said. "I know she has Clay and Logan, but she'll need mother figures."
"Okay," Haley and Brooke said.
"I'm so scared," Quinn said.
Haley, Quinn, and Brooke shared a group hug.
"I love you guys," Quinn said.
Dr. Amber came into the room and everyone sat down.
"I have your results," Dr. Amber said.
"I'm ready to hear them," Quinn said holding Haley and Brooke's hands.
"Now Quinn, I need you to take a deep breath," Dr. Amber said.
Quinn took a deep breath.
"Congratulations, you're pregnant," Dr. Amber said.
Quinn broke down into tears.
"Oh no!" Quinn sobbed. "How bad is it? Wait! Pregnant?"
"Yes," Dr. Amber replied.
"You sure it's not a terminal illness?" Quinn asked.
"I'm sure," Dr. Amber said.
"Wow," Quinn said. "Pregnant. That would explain the nausea and the sleepiness and why I'm craving pickles right now."
"This is exciting," Haley said.
"Now I'm usually closed by now, but how about a sonogram?" Dr. Amber asked.
"How much?" Brooke asked.
"Bridesmaids dresses and matching parasols," Dr. Amber replied.
"Deal," Brooke said.
"And a caterer and a photographer," Dr. Amber said.
"I'll cater," Haley said.
"I'll be the photographer," Quinn said.
As Quinn received her sonogram, Haley and Brooke sat in chairs beside her.
"Okay," Dr. Amber said pointing at the screen. "There's the baby."
"This is so amazing," Quinn said as the baby's heartbeat played over the machine.
"And what do we have here?" Dr. Amber said pointing at the screen again.
Quinn, Haley, and Brooke gasped at what appeared on the screen.
"Twins?" Quinn asked.
The heartbeat sounds got louder.
"Yes," Dr. Amber replied. "You're having twins."
"Oh my god," Quinn said smiling. "I'm having twins."
"I still have my old maternity clothes from when I was pregnant with Jude and Davis," Brooke said. "You can use those."
"Thanks Brooke," Quinn said.
"I mean you are going to get really big," Brooke said.
"Thank you Brooke," Quinn said.
"I mean you will blow up like a giant balloon," Brooke said.
"Shut up now Brooke," Quinn said.
"Sorry," Brooke said.
"This is so exciting!" Quinn cheered. "I'm having twins!"
"It is exciting," Haley said.
"I really want Chinese food now," Quinn said.
"Me too," Haley said. "I really want some Crab Rangoon."
"I love Crab Rangoon," Dr. Amber said. "But not as much as I love egg drop soup."
"Chicken Chow Mein is my favorite," Brooke said.
"I love egg rolls," Quinn said.
"Should we go to the Chinese buffet?" Brooke asked.
"No," Quinn said. "They have horrible egg rolls. I want to go to the Chinese restaurant across from the gas station."
"Okay," Brooke said. "Let's go."