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17. Misunderstanding

Previously on my confusing mind, I planned to delete this story but was asked not to, and I suddenly found some passion for it again, so viola, a chapter for the first time in like, ever.

"So the tests said positive?" Josh looked up at the couple, Louis nodded anxiously. "The paper I'm holding of your tests say otherwise... I'm really sorry guys."

"So, I'm not pregnant?" Louis' voice was shaky, Josh shook his head. "I'm afraid not mate." He bit the inside of his cheek and gave the two a sympathetic smile. "You still, as predicted, probably can't have anymore biological children. Let me show you what is going on... I'm going to snag a sonogram machine so you can have a look." Louis stared at his feet, he felt Harry's arm wrap around him for comfort, but he couldn't help but feel worthless. He couldn't help but feel he had been taking his gift to an advantage.

Josh came back with a machine and plugged it into the wall, powering it on,and gave it a few seconds to boot up,  before asking Louis to do the all too familiar routine, of lifting his shirt up.

He didn't even winced at the gel like he did his first three pregnancies, because he was sadly over it.

Josh searched around for nothing particularly, but then his hand stopped and his eyebrows furrowed.

"What the hell?" Louis looked at the screen and was puzzled when he saw a little bean, and was educated enough to know that it was a baby.

"The tests are never wrong." Josh was very confused. In his ten years of doing this, the test had never been wrong.

"Well there is a baby in there, so this time they were." Harry looked at the screen closely.

"What the hell? I'm so confused," Louis groaned. "My reproduction organs are like, broken, so why is there a baby in me?"

"I don't think that this baby will make it through, mate. The baby wasn't even supposed to be able to happen." Josh admitted, Louis frowned.

Harry grabbed his hand, and sat in a chair, so they could be closer.

"Do you have an estimate of the chances the baby has?"

"Maybe, forty out of one hundred percent..." Josh frowned, Harry nodded, and looked down at Louis.

"Baby, maybe we should do all three of us a favor, and take care of this before anything bad happens."

"Harry, I'm not aborting my child! Our child! There's thirty percent chance that he or she will live, do you even hear yourself? Did you give up on Jane?No, you didn't, so don't give up on your own kid."

"I don't want to see you upset again, I don't want to possibly have to choose between you or a baby. I can't and won't loose you Louis. I just think it's for the best." Harry sighed.

"Don't be so pessimistic!" Louis huffed.

"I'm being realistic," Harry defended, Josh awkwardly sat with the machine and decided to go print some pictures out.

Louis huffed, and crossed his arms. "I want to see a high ranked professional Doctor. I'm not saying Josh is messing up, I just want more high tech and newer equipment, then I'll decide from what they say."