𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙎𝙆𝙔 𝙄𝙎 𝙉𝙊 𝙈𝙊𝙍𝙀 - 𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙣 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙮

Emma's Asinine Job

The room was silent for the most part, it smelled eerily of cheap plastic. Claire flipped the page of her clipboard, scribbling her signature over the dotted line at the bottom firmly. She glanced up and looked over at Emma who's feet dangled from the doctors bench, the paper making wrinkling sounds as she readjusted herself. Emma caught sight of Claire's gaze, she sheepishly held it for a moment before slightly blushing and looking down at the infirmary floor. "You didn't have to come." Emma whimpered out nervously as she glanced over at the park manager who in turn humbly smiled.

She sat down the new clipboard and paced over to caress Emma's stomach to feel the baby inside the womb. "And miss out on this? Nonsense." Claire smiled, she wanted to have a child after the incident. She didn't want to face the world alone but she also didn't feel like she needed to procreate just yet although her womb wasn't getting any younger. She felt a little envy towards Owen and Emma, as she watched Emma's baby grow inside her, she felt more empty and incomplete. "I thought I hired the best doctor for you and now she's at least ten minutes late to the check up." Claire looked towards her phone.

She sighed sharply before returning to her seat across the way in the infirmary's secluded room. "You know, you're causing me a lot of grief here, Grant." Claire listed, looking back to her clipboard. "You want your original position back even though it was strictly forbidden by Owen and myself in a way, then you need a doctor imported from God knows where, and now you need a bigger house to raise a child in." Claire's voice was riddled with annoyance, Emma bit her lip. She felt like an inconvenience. Emma let out a little gasp, bringing Claire's attention towards her. She could've sworn she could feel the baby by now. She was about four months pregnant and still not gaining much weight which worried her.

She figured she'd be a little more round by now, she worried that the baby might come out too small and create medical issues, like needing help breathing or something. The door opened revealing a blonde doctor, whose face was a little too red from too much sun. "Sorry I'm late." She spoke breathlessly as she wrapped a stethoscope around her neck before washing her hands. "You must be, Emma." She smiled sticking out a blue gloved hand towards Emma. "I've been waiting so long to meet you." And I've been waiting twenty minutes for you to get here, Emma sarcastically thought to herself. "And you." The doctor said, rubbing Emma's small baby bump.

The doctor sat down on a small chair that rolled around as she looked at her clipboard with Emma's information. "How are you? Are you feeling nauseated?" She asked Emma, lifting up the yellow sheets of the clipboard. Emma eyed Claire nervously, Claire reassured her to answer accordingly with a nudge of her head towards the doctor and a small smile. "Y-yeah. The morning sickness lasts all day if that means anything." Emma answered the doctor who smiled at the paper in return. "That's perfectly normal." She sat down the clipboard.

She pulled her stethoscope to her ears and examining Emma. "Deep breath." She instructed, Emma sucked in a large inhale. "Are you feeling the baby move yet? Exhale." Emma's chest deflated as exhaled while thinking about the doctors question, dizzily. "I think so. It felt weird if she did." Emma answered perking a brow up trying to remember what it felt like. The doctor was at her back now, traveling up her shirt with the cold instrument. "How so? Wait. Breath in." She could hear the doctors smile on her voice as she corrected her mistake. "Ok, exhale and tell me what it felt like." Claire peered over her clipboard for this, leaning in and hoping to imagine what it would feel like to have someone growing inside you.

"I don't know," Emma shrugged. "It felt like bubbles going everywhere down there." The doctor chuckled a bit, returning back to her stool. "That's either gas or your baby is trying to move for the first time." Emma smiled lightly as she thought of her baby churning inside her then immediately felt embarrassed as she thought about if it were gas. The doctor made Emma stand on a scale, as she recorded her weight Emma felt nauseous. She hadn't gained much weight which was weird because at the time most people would've gained weight. She recorded the blood pressure as Emma anxiously looked to Claire for answers. Hoping somehow she'd know what to do for her baby to gain weight.