You're pregnant by who?!

~6~

The ride grew quiet again, the kidnappers climbing off of Mya quickly, who was curled up and protecting her stomach.

"Come on, Octavia. We need to leave, but you can plan the next outing, okay? Anything you want," Stolas said, picking Mya up carefully.

"Alright," Octavia said, walking over to Stolas quickly, picking up Mya's weapons and she had dropped. "Is she okay?"

"She'll be okay," Stolas said, carrying Mya out of the fun house ride, Octavia walking close by, meeting up with Moxxie and Millie.

"What happened?!" Millie yelled, hurrying over to them.

"We got cornered and they piled on top of her," Stolas said.

"I'm fine, put me down," Mya said.

"Are you s-" Stolas began.

"Put me down," Mya repeated sternly, making Stolas put her down quickly and carefully. "I have to go."

"Go? Are you sure?" Moxxie asked.

"Yeah, I'll meet you guys back at the office later," Mya said, carefully grabbing her things from Octavia. "Thank you for grabbing my things."

"It's the least I could do. Thanks for the advice," Octavia said.

"It's no problem," Mya said, before an explosion rang out, the entire theme park collapsing in the green flames. Blitzo ran toward them and told everyone to get in the car. "Mr.Blitz, I have to leave. I will meet you all at the office later," she said, getting into her car.

"That's fine, Nello, just go!" Blitzo said, getting into the van, seeing the robot version of his old co-worker and rival. Mya saw this as well and got into her car quickly, starting it before she began driving off quickly, Blitzo following in his van, before they parted ways. Mya continued to drive, before pulling over to grab her phone. She pulled the slip of paper out of her bag, dialing the number quickly.

"Women and Infant Health Center, how can I help you?" a receptionist answered over the phone.

"Yes, I'm pregnant, and I was just attacked and hit in the stomach. Would I be able to check in to make sure my baby is okay?" Mya asked, sounding nervous.

"Oh, well the doctor has an appointment now, but she should be finished in another 45 minutes. Is that okay?" the receptionist asked.

"Yes, that's fine, I'm on my way now, I should be there in 30 minutes," Mya said.

"Okay, can I get a name? I can put you in now," the receptionist said.

"Just put it under Nello," Mya said.

"Nello? N-E-L-L-O?" the receptionist asked

"Yes," Mya said.

"Okay, we'll see you then," the receptionist said.

"Thank you," Mya said, before hanging up. She looked down at her stomach, before sighing nervously and began driving back onto the road. 'Why am I worried? I shouldn't be worried. If I lose the baby it's not my problem anymore...' she thought, before shaking her head. "What the fuck am I saying?!" she yelled to herself. "It's my baby more than it is his!" she said, getting mad at herself for even thinking about not caring about her baby. "I better get some food though. I still can't believe I dropped that food," she sighed and drove to the nearest fast food place. She drove into the drive-thru and looked over the menu. "Hmmm..." she hummed, scanning over the menu.

"Hello, how may I help you?" the employee asked over the intercom.

"Hi, yes, um, do you have anything that is cajun? Or spicy?" Mya asked.