Pen-Pal Romance

Chapter 8

Two months have passed since Kingston's leave, and I haven't felt good for the last month, and Morgan hasn't felt good for three months. We have been nauseous and vomiting, so we have decided to visit the doctor's today. Our appointments are at 4 p.m., and 4:30 p.m. with our primary physicians. Connor, Collin, Kingston, Dean and Markus have been on us constantly to get checked, so we finally relented, and made ourselves appointments, and those are happening in about four-ish hours.

"Cullen, go take your lunch break," Dean says while entering the kitchen to take over for me while Molly and Markus continue to work out front.

"Sure," I reply while untying my apron before hanging it on the hook by the door since I'm exhausted.

Grabbing my insulated lunch bag from the fridge, I head outside to eat at the staff table out there. Yawning as I sit on a chair, I open my multi-colored bag, and pull everything out. I start with the ham, turkey, cheese sandwich loaded with mayo, and lettuce, too, and the thing is I hate lettuce, but I've been craving it lately. I've also been very tired, too, even Morgan, and we can sleep eight to ten hours and still be tired, which is wierd.

Finishing my lunch, I clean up my mess, and head back inside to finish my shift, which is finished by 3:30 p.m. as my appointment is at 4 p.m., and Morgan is later. Checking myself in at the front desk, I sit in the waiting area to be called, which happenes ten minutes later by Teala, my doctor's main nurse. She weighs me, and I have gained three pounds.

"Alright, we're going to room 3," Teala says leading me toward the roo, and once inside she takes my temp, blood pressure, and pulse.

"Okay, I hope you have to use the bathroom because I need a urnine sample from you," she says handing me a sample container with a lid.

Taking it with a shaking hand, I head off to the bathroom, do my business, leave it in the designated spot, and flush the toliet. Washing my hands, I leave the bathrrom and walk back to the room before Teala leaves telling me Doctor Williams will be with me in a few minutes. About ten minutes later, there's a soft knock on the door as it opens, and Doctor Williams enters with a smile on her lips.

"Hey Cullen," she greets as she sits on her rolling seat as she looks at me.

"Hi, Doctor Williams," I shly greet back with a tiny wave.

"So, I go the results back from your urine test, and congrats, you're pregnant!" she happly tells me, her grin growing wider.

My draw drops with my eyes widening in shock as I stammer out; "A-are y-you s-sure?"

"Yes, I'm positive, so how about we do an external ultrasound to check on this little one, huh?" she assures gently as she stands to wash her hands as Teala enters with an ultrasound machine.

Lying back as instructed, I lift my long sleeve, white shirt to my pecks as Doctor Williams tucks a paper towel into the top of my black jeans. She squirts cold gel onto my belly just below my belly button with an apology for the coldness of the gel. She moves the wand around some as she gently pushes it into me while starring at the screen, and clicking buttons occassionaly.

She turns the screen toward me with a smile as she taps several buttons, and pointing toward the screen; "This is your baby. By the measurements, I would say you're eight weeks along, and everything is developing as it should. Your possible due date is February 16th."

"Can you tell the gender yet?" I whisper in awe, completly afraid that if I speak any louder, I will shatter this amazing moment as I stare in awe at the screen.

"Sorry, but the earliest that could possibly be seen is at the sixteen week," she says with a slight pout. "How many pictures do you want?"

"Um, five please," I murmurm, my eyes still locked onto the screen as tears fill my eyes in joy.

"Teala will get those as we finish up here," Doctor Williams says clicking a few more buttons before wiping my belly off before I sit up, and I pull my shirt down.

"I, uh, was wondering, how this is even possible?" I dumbfoundly ask. "Please don't get me wrong, I'm happy, but I'm a guy."

"There is a small percentage, around five percent of the entire world male population that have female reproductive organs, and you're part of it," she gently explains.

"I never knew," I murmur, while taking the picutres from Teala as she hands them to me. "Why wasn't this noticed before?"

"Probably because there was never a reason to question it, but I'm not sure," Doctor Williams answers. "How are you feeling about this whole thing?"

"I'm happy, extreamly happy," I say with a bright smile. "Just surprised is all."

"That's understandable, especially when you weren't expecting this," she softly answers with a warm smile. "Now, we need to schdule your appointment for next month, and then you can head out."

Once that's finished, I leave the room to wait in the waiting room for Morgan to exit since her car is still in the parking lot. The entire time I'm waiting, I stare silently down at the pictures in my hands of my little pea. When Morgan enters into the waiting area, she is holding ultrasound pictures in her shaking left hand with a dazed expression.

"Morgan, are you alright, love?" I ask while I stand to pull her into a tight hugh which she immeditly returns.

"I'm twelve weeks pregnant, Cul," she whispers into my neck. "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm eight weeks pregnant," I whisper back into her hair with a teary chuckle. "Our kids will be a month apart as long as neither come early or late."

"Let's go home so we can tell our men, and uncle Connor," I tell her after we pull apart a minute later with a huge smile.

"Yeah, then I have a few questions for you," she agrees with a smile and a nod.

I have no idea how I'm going to tell Kingston except over video chat. Guess I should come out and say it while showing him an ultrasound picture.