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"Crisantha?" A nurse called.

Logan and I stood up and followed the nurse back to a room. She did a few check up tests and then left the room. The ultrasound tech came in a few minutes later and began her exam.

"So how have you been feeling?" She asked while readjusting her cart.

"I feel like I've been feeling alright for being pregnant."

"That's great! However I meant emotionally. It can't be easy for a girl in your situation to be going through this." She said.

The doctor we'd had before was the same one we have now. Logan made sure we would have the same doctor for every appointment. I thank him for that but I also think he's a little much sometimes.

"I feel like I'm doing alright, I've decided that I am for sure keeping the baby." I said looking at the floor.

"That's exciting!" She said with a smile.

"Yeah, I'm just afraid of what will happen if others find out who it's father is."

"I see." She said.

"You seem like a very therapist-like doctor." I said.

"I used to be a therapist actually." She said, "go ahead and lay down on the table for me hon."

"Really that's interesting." I said doing what she said.

She adjusted me and Logan scooted to my side, "Are you ready?" I nodded, "this is gonna be cold." She said before applying the gel.

She moved the probe around on my stomach and suddenly we heard it.

"The heartbeat." Logan said quietly, staring at the screen.

"Woah." I said.

"Cool right?" The doctor said.

Logan and I nodded, still watching the screen.

The doctor took a few measurements and recorded the data.

"So from our prior data you should be about eight weeks or so, but baby is measuring at about twelve weeks." She said, "is there any possibility you could be missing something? Like was your last period not as heavy as it regularly was?"

I laid there and thought for a minute, "No my last period was regular. But did you say twelve  weeks?"

She wrote some things down, "Yes twelve."

I thought a little longer, "Holy fuck." I said.

"What?" Logan asked.

"If it's twelve weeks, it might not be who's I thought it was." I said shakily.

"Do you know who's it would be?" He asked.

"Something Newcomb. I can't remember his name." I said.

"Henry Newcomb?" He asked.

"Sounds familiar but not him." I said.

"Gavin Newcomb?" The doctor said.

"Yes! That's it." I said.

"How do you know him?" Logan asked the doctor.

"He gets treated here." She said turning on the lights and handing me a paper towel to wipe off the gel.

"Not anymore." He said before standing up, "you get changed amore I have some things I need to take care of."

Logan left the room quickly, "Who is he?" I asked the doctor.

"Some business man, very widely known for being a douche." She said.

"Interesting. Why would Logan be mad about that, other than the fact that he," I paused, "raped me?"

"I don't know. You'd have to ask him that." She went to leave the room before pausing, "I'll be waiting out here when you're done changing. I got to go get the pictures quick."

I nodded and she left the room which I quickly locked.

~~in the car~~

I couldn't stop staring at the ultrasound photos, the baby looked like a little bean.

"Have the pictures changed at all since the last time you looked at them?" Logan said with a little smile on his face.

I glared at him and he put one of his hands up defensively, "Kidding kidding."

"Little bean is just so cute, I can't stop!" I said.

"He is." Logan said.

"Why do you think it'll be a boy?" I asked.

"I'm a guy, we are always hoping babies will be boys." He said.

"Fair enough."

"What do you think it'll be?" He asked.

"I'm kind of hoping it'll be a boy as well, but I think it will be a girl."

"Are you going to want to find out before it arrives?"

"I don't think so. I don't like surprises but I don't want to know yet." I said looking out the window.

There is a huge history of miscarriage in my family and I really just don't want to be disappointed if it were to happen.

"I think we should try that 'date' again." I said.

"Oh do you now."

"Yeah, I just feel bad about our last one and I want to try a do over." I said.

"Don't feel bad, we both said and did some stupid stuff. I've actually been thinking about that as well."

"When should we do it?"

"How about right now?" He asked as he pulled in to a small restaurant.

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