This can't be happening. Not to me. Not right now. Oh, Spirits.

"It's okay," she says out loud, fists clenched tightly in her lap. "It's... it's going to be fine. I am probably imagining things."

A second opinion wouldn't hurt.

She hauls herself out of the bed and trudges to the door, catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror as she passes. She takes a step back. Turns sideways. She sees no difference.

"This is all in my head."

She places her hand on the door handle, gives it a determined twist and tug, and makes her way out into the dusty streets of Ba Sing Se.

The only healer she finds works in a small, dark office on a back alley. The office smells musty and old, but the old woman has a friendly smile. "Up onto the table, my dear. Head on the pillow," the healer, Yoko, instructs.

She sucks in her breath as she lays down. "I just need to be sure," she explains needlessly.

Yoko smiles knowingly. "Of course, dear. Please try to relax."

Another deep breath. Just relax. Relax.

Yoko gets to work, expertly running her hands up and down the abdomen of the shaking, young girl displayed on her table. She works in silence, her brow furrowed in concentration. Ages seem to pass before she straightens at last, a triumphant smile on her worn face.

"Give your husband my congratulations. You certainly are expecting."

Husband? Her hand flies to the betrothal necklace at her neck. She swallows hard. "Right. My husband." She licks her lips, but her mouth feels like sandpaper. "Yes. Thank you."

Yoko sighs happily, clasping her hands in front of her. "There is no charge for this visit. I could not accept money to deliver such happy news."

Happy. Right. She tries to swallow again, but it feels as if a lump is stuck in her throat. "Um... Thank you. So very much. I... I..."

"Of course, of course my dear. You will be wanting to share the good news." Yoka quickly assists her down from the table. "Well, be on your way. And remember I am always here should you or the baby need anything."

She gulps. "I appreciate your kindness. Yes, we will keep you in mind."

As soon as she steps foot in the street, her knees begin to shake.

Pregnant. Oh, Spirits above and below. I'm pregnant.