DNA | muke au | hybrid | mpreg

Twenty-eight

This is so bad wtf my brain has turned to mush

Unedited as norm lol

Without much questioning, Luke was transferred to the radiation lab to be x-rayed. Michael and Liz waited anxiously outside the room while the blond was being x-rayed, Willow beginning to fall asleep against Michael's shoulder.

"Okay, Mr.Hemmings, you must remain completely still while the machine is on. I'll also need you to take off any jewelry you have on, your lip ring included."

Luke nodded and slid the ring on his pinky off, handing it over before going to take his lip ring out. The X-ray technician smiled and took the small hoop, dropping it and Luke's ring in her shirt pocket, assuring him he'd get them back.

"Alright, lay back and relax."

Luke nodded and done as he was told, gulping down his nerves as the table he laid on began to slide backwards into the tunnel-like machine. A loud whirling sound echoed around the room as his nerves continued to grow.

What if he was pregnant again?
Could the doctors here keep it to themselves, or would they blast it to the world that a boy was born with the ability to get pregnant?

If Luke's story made it out to the public Dr.Xander would surely hear about it and come searching for Michael and Willow.

"All done, Mr.Hemmings." The table slid back out and Luke climbed off, catching the back of his hospital gown so nothing could be seen.

After sliding back into his bed the technician wheeled him back out in the hall and to his room, Liz and Michael following closely behind. Luke was given back his rings and the tech left to retrieve his X-ray print outs.

Luke saw Willow's pouty face against Michael's shoulder and made grabby hands for the toddler. Michael smiled and gently handed her to Luke, making sure not to wake her. The blond settled her against his side and pulled his sheet up to cover her, grinning from ear to ear when she she cuddled into him.

"Luke, are you sure that you could be pregnant again?" Liz asked, placing a gentle hand on Luke's shoulder. He nodded and a confused look crossed her features. "But how can that be?"

"Mother."

It clicked.

"Oh! Oh, my. Okay, um."

Michael's face heated up to a bright red and Luke's head fell back against the bed in exasperation. He really didn't think he'd have to explain to his mother how he got pregnant.

"I thought you were inseminated."

"Oh my god, I was with Willow. We fucked, this one was actually conceived. Okay?"

Liz's eyes widened and she stepped forward to smack Luke on the side of the head. "Luke!"

"I'm in a hospital bed!"

"I don't care, you don't talk to your mother like that."

"You asked!"

"Um, I have your results." Everyone's heads turned to look at Dr.Simmons standing in the doorway.

"Please, come in." Luke said, shooting a glare in his mothers direction.

"Well, the results came back and I can confirm that you don't have cancer."

A sigh of relief escaped Liz, she reached over and squeezed Michael's arm with a smile.

"So, I'm pregnant?"

Dr.Simmons sighed and clutched her clipboard to her chest. "You were."

Michael frowned and turned to Liz who's grip on him had went slack. She was really hoping that what the doctor was saying isn't what she's thinking.

"Were?" She asked, "As in no longer are?"

Luke was frozen, staring off into space. He felt as if a sudden weight landed on him, stopping him from properly breathing.

"I hate to tell you this, but, Luke, it seems that you've miscarried."

"H-How?"

"Your body isn't made to have babies. I'm assuming there was a genetic mutation during the process at which your gender was formed, causing you to be born with a uterus, but you are a boy and boys aren't meant to carry children. I'm not sure how exactly you managed to carry the daughter you have now to full term, she's a miracle."

"So, that's it? I miscarried because I don't have a vagina?" Luke's voice was wavering as he fought against tears threatening to flood his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Mr.Hemmings. From what I can gather the fetus couldn't get the proper nutrition it needed."

Luke glanced down at Willow, still sound asleep against his ribs and allowed a tear to fall.

"How far along was he?" Michael spoke up for the first time since Dr.Simmons had entered the room.

"Around five weeks." She answered, glancing down at the clipboard.

The room got quiet as Luke stared down at Willow, gently rubbing her back as tears continued to slip out. Michael sighed and reached for Luke's hand. The blond gladly locked fingers with his boyfriend and leaned his face against the back of his palm.

"We're going to need to perform an operation to have the fetus removed and then we'll keep you here for a couple days under observation. After that you can go home. Wait at least a month before participating in any sexual activity."

Luke sniffled with a nod and mumbled a thank you before Dr.Simmons gave the small family a sad smile and left the room.

"I'm so sorry, honey."

"It's my fault."

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