Twisted

15

October 15, 1984

Lindsey was in Ellerton for a week. He was visiting his family but more importantly he was there on royal business. He and Stevie were trying to create a trade agreement with them because Lindsey was a Duke of Ellerton, He was the one slated to be the diplomat that attended the meetings. So while Stevie was home alone with Tucker she found herself making an appointment with the royal OB. As soon as Stevie and Lori left Margie's, Stevie would be getting billed for all of Lori's royal dress until after the wedding, then Christopher would be billed, Stevie headed straight for her OB.  She was a good lady. Middle aged about fifteen years older than Stevie. Her name was Layla Skye. 

She was sitting on the exam table a small paper draped over her thighs. Her panties and black wide leg dress pants and black boots were sat neatly in the corner and she was picking at the hem of her black and gray plaid three quarter length blouse At the cuffs, at her elbows were little bows and that's what she was playing with. She was slightly confused or nervous, she really couldn't figure out which one it was. Confused because normally when she goes to the OB she has to take everything off, but the nurse told her just the bottom half that time. Then there were the nerves because she just needed to know that her baby would be okay and that they were healthy. A knock comes at the door and Stevie turns her head lightly to face it. 

"Your majesty." She smiles.

"We've gone over this...please call me Stevie. I mean you've rooted around in my Vagina." She states.

"I know, but it's hard because you are the queen. So your blood work did come back as positive for pregnancy let's take a look at your baby." 

"If it's in my stomach why am I naked from the waist down? Couldn't we have just unbuttoned my pants and pulled up my shirt?" 

"Because though it is in your stomach. Based off of your last reported menstrual cycle I'd say you're between 6-10 weeks. With a baby that small, the easiest way to see them is to get up there to see them." She explains setting up the stirrups. 

"How painful is this going to be?" 

"It's not going to hurt. You might feel some slight pressure but it's nothing horrible. It's less painful than a pap." she explains. 

"Well alright." Stevie sighs laying back and getting situated. 

She just sits their idly while the doctor works and while it wasn't uncomfortable, it was awkward, so just bit her lip and looked up at the ceiling, her hands clasped at her lower stomach. 

"Your majesty." 

"Hmm?" Stevie asks turning her attention. 

"There's your heir." She points out on a little screen. 

"It's like a little jellybean." Stevie asks.

"Well it's actually the size of about a raspberry. You're measuring at about eight weeks pregnant."

"My little jellybean." Already there was an instance of protection for that baby growing within her. But there was also a little blip of happiness, which was completely bazaar. 

"Yeah that's your little jellybean. Would you like pictures?" She asks.

"Um, two please." She states. 

When Stevie gets her pants back on she makes her way home and then plops down on the couch in the living room. Tucker joins her and she holds out the little picture to him. Not that he'd know what it is or what to do with it but she holds it out to him. 

"Look Tuck, that's your new baby." She says. 

He sniffs it and then lays his head down on her stomach. Almost as if he can sense it within her, he starts sniffling and nuzzling at her stomach as well.