In a Moment's Awakening
I woke up to find John and I entwined. He was on his back, asleep, and I was leaning against him. My hand was curled up on his chest and his chin rested on my head. I groaned when I looked at the clock. My shift started in an hour and a half. I detangled myself from John and headed for the shower.
As I was getting out, I heard John getting up in the next room. However, I didn't have much time to dwell on that before I had an overwhelming urge to vomit. This time John had to hold up both my towel and my hair.
'I hope I'm not pregnant. I don't think I could handle a child. I do not deserve the privilege after what I did to Michael. I'm sure Carter would be happy, but I'm just not ready. But I could never have an abortion if I am pregnant, not Carter's baby. It goes against everything I believe. What am I going to do?'
Feeling better I shooed John out so I could get dressed. When I walked out into the living room he was sitting on my couch, seemingly lost in thought. I smiled.
"So what do you think we should do, Dr. Carter?" He looked over his shoulder and smiled back at me.
"I do believe you're in need for some blood work, Dr. Chen." I put my hands on his shoulders and he covered them with his own.
"But seriously John, what are we going to do if I am pregnant?" I leaned over to see his face.
"We'll deal with that bridge when we come to it. However, just so you know, I would be thrilled if you are pregnant. If you aren't, we can always try again." He said with a suggestive wiggle of his eyebrows. I laughed and kissed him.
"Sounds like a plan to me."
"Well, I guess we're going to need to take a "sick" day. I'm already late, as it is. I'll call Weaver, and you set up an appointment with the OB- GYN at Mercy. And I'll need some clothes, so a stop by my place would be good." He pulled out his cell phone and started dialing. Fifteen minutes later we were in his jeep pulling out from his apartment on our way to Mercy.
For all the worrying involved, it turns out I wasn't pregnant, just the flu. John caught it from me three days later. I returned the favor and nursed him back to health. True to his word we tried again and struck the "mother load", so to speak. For the first time, I can say I'm happy with my life. I'm seven months pregnant, married and in love with my husband, John. We're working at a place that just kinda gets into your blood. Where else? County.
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