Don't Lose Sight of Me

4

"How is this even possible?" I harshly whispered. Bruce shook his head looking over the screens once more.

"Honestly with you two, I've given up trying to explain with science."

"I didn't think this was biologically possible." I groaned rubbing my tired eyes.

"Me neither, but somehow it happened. You're pregnant. We've done two tests, twice now. Every single one has come out positive."

I moved my head up to stare at the ceiling as if the industrial lighting could comfort me. It had taken me a week to buy pregnancy tests at our local convince store. Once they reported positive I marched myself up to the lab to get real testing done. None of this made sense.

"If you think about it," Bruce began, "Your body has been restarted a lot. The GH serum regenerated your cells enough to being you back to life. And who knows what effect Terrigenesis had on your body."

"What should I do?"

"What do you want to do? It's your choice, although I suggest telling Steve."

"Yes, of course. I want to keep it that's not the question. Is this baby going to be like us? Is it going to be sick like Steve was before? What's it going to be like?"

"Anna, I have no idea. There's a specalist in genetics and pregnancy that I know. I can set you up with an appointment."

"Bruce I don't know if I trust someone else with this knowledge. I don't want anything to happen." Bruce paused thinking for a second.

"Anna, I'm not sure you have a choice. We didn't think it was possible for you to get pregnant, who knows what the rest of the pregnancy will be like. I suggest you go to the specialist. We can do background tests and hold her to secrecy. I just know that a specialist will have more answers than I can offer you."

"Yeah," I sighed swinging my feet. "I just never thought this would happen. And I don't know what to do. A baby, in this world?"

"I promise it would be the most protected kid in the world." Bruce said, he patted my knee before he added, "It would probably be the most loved too."

"Thank you Bruce,"

"Congratulations, Anna."

"Thanks, I guess I need to go talk to the husband."

"It seems you do." Bruce answered with a smile as I hopped off the table.

"Thanks for everything." I said grabbing my purse and waving. I walked towards the elevator.

I should've just gone to our floor but I took the elevator to the top and walked up some stairs to the roof.

It was a windy day, and my hair whipped around me flying in my face. There were clouds in the sky, but it wasn't a cloudy day. I was cold in my shirt and jacket, but it didn't matter. The air was crisp, and I needed that. I needed a fresh breath of air. It felt like I had been stifled for years.

Was I being smothered, or was I just choosing to become someone newer? Was I on a new path, or just lost on the same one? Can there ever be a new path?

For years, for decades, I wanted to have a normal life. I wanted a family, and I wanted grandchildren. I wanted a career, but I wanted someone to come home too. I started writing for that purpose, so someone down the line would get to read this. This is what I wanted. I wanted a family. And I wanted that rocking chair I promised myself at the end of this road.

But where did it all end? Could I take care of a kid? I had enough problems with just myself. Could Steve and I even be good parents? I know he'd never fully admit it, but he came out of that ice different. How could he not? What if he didn't want this responsibility? He has too much on his shoulders already.