Marine Baby

Chapter Thirteen

It has been four weeks since I married my best friend and mate. Four very long weeks. I am in Californina and Ryan is, well I don't exactly know where. It is a need to know basis and apparently I don't need to know. 

I am currently on my way to the infirmary. I haven't been feeling so well these last few evenings. I go through training and then for dinner I hug the toilet. Its horrible and I am feeling weak because of it. 

I sign in with the receptionist and and hauled back to the doctor as soon as I sit down in the waiting room. Sitting here makes me have free time to think and lately I don't like that. Time to think means I have time to miss Ryan. I haven't been away from him in three years. Three years of always having him there with me and now he is gone. I can't wait for him to come back. 

"Jones, we would like to run a couple tests to see what is going on with you. Is that ok?" The doctor asked. 

"Of course." I answer automatically. I mean if I didn't want to know what is wrong with me than I wouldn't be here, right. 

"Ok first we are going to get some blood taken. I will have them rush the results so I know what tests need to be run later. Lets go through some questions also. How old are you?

"20"

"When was your last period?"

"I don't get them. Since I joined and work my body the way a soldier needs to, they stopped."

He nods his head in understanding. I look at the door and a nurse comes in with a cart with containers in it.

"Jones?"

"Yes ma'am."

"I'm just going to take some blood. It will only hurt a second and then I will be on my way."

I smile at her. She is trying to reassure me and I appreciate that, but I am really too tired to care. I just want them to find out whats wrong so I can get back to training. I am suppose to leave next week on my mission.

I zone out while she takes the blood. "We will have the results in 20 minutes, just lay back and take a nap. You look exhausted, sweety."

"Thanks. I appreciate that. I haven't been sleeping at night because I feel aweful."

She walks out the door with the doctor and lay down on the bed. I close my eyes, but like so many times sleep doesn't come to me. I miss Ryan holding me. I try to think of anything but him so I resort to my mission. We have been briefed in what we are doing, but not where we are going. I will find out the morning we leave. Apparantly, there has been a threat on a high power officials life and we have to escort this person from whereever they are to the US. It needs to be seamless and we need to pretend we aren't there. He has his guards, we are reinforcements. After this mission is complete, I will head to Iraq for a short eight month deployment. Being an MP is exhausting sometimes, but I love it. I have never been one for medical stuff or mechanics. MP seemed to fit me when I had to figure out what training I wanted to while in the Marines.

There is a knock on the door. "Come in" I answered

I watch as the doctor steps in to the room. I can't believe I zoned out for 20 minutes.

"Jones, I have the results back. It is good news. I think?"

"Ok, so give it me."

"You're pregnant." He says and my world stops moving.

"Excuse me?"

"You are pregnant. I would like to do a sonogram so we can see how far along you are. Is that ok?" he asked. I can hear his uncertainity.

I nod my head yes because I am shocked. I am pregnant. Pregnant, me. And Ryan isn't here. I am alone. I have a mission next week. Awe crap!

I lay flat on my back and he lifts my shirt up. He squirts this cold goo on my stomach and pushs the sonogram wand on my stomach. I watch his face for a reaction, any sign that he is wrong. But he smiles and turns the screen for me to see.

"Jones, do you see that little fuzzy thing in the middle of the screen? It has a little white dot moving."

"Yes" I see it but it looks like a bean not a dot.

"That's your baby. You are six weeks along."

I just stare at the screen. I have nothing to say. I am happy. I am carrying Ryan's baby. Our baby. I feel the tears run down my face but I don't make a move to wipe them away. I am happy. I think seeing the baby makes it a little more real. There is another human growing inside of me. 

"Don't cry sweety. Its a good thing." 

"I know. I am happy. Really. Still shocked but happy." I answer. I feel bad for having a melt down in front of a stranger. 

"I see your ring on your finger so I am going to assume that this baby is your husbands, correct?"

"Yes sir." Why would he ask a question.

Like reading my mind he answers. "In what we do, we get lonely. We are humans after all."

"I understand. But, wait, what does this mean for my mission and deployment?"

The doctor shales his head, "Ever the soldier. You will not be going on the deployment. As for the mission I know you are required to be there. I will speak with your CO and he will have the final say on if you are going or not. You can talk to him later this evening." I nod yes that I understand. A little pissed that my CO decideds what is good for me not me, but that is his job. "I will give you a medicine that will help with the naussea. Also, eat crackers, like saltines, it will help and maybe ginger ale, but that doesn't work for everyone."

"Thanks, doc." I say with a smile. He cleans off my stomach and hands me the photo of my little baby bean. 

I take it while walking away from him, promising him I will make an appointment before I leave to where ever I am going, North Carolina or my mission. 

I walk to the bunk house and sit on my bed with my back against the wall. I am staring at baby 'bean' I know. But it is so unreal. 

As I stand up I look to my night stand and see a letter there. I know it wasn't there when I left this morning which means mail came early. I pick up the envelope and see no return address. No one knows where I am exactly just that I am in Cali. I open the letter to see it is from Ryan. Falling back on the bed with tears in my eyes I try to read what he wrote:

Jules, 

I just thought I would write a small note to you to remind you that I love you. I can't wait to be with you again. I know it is hard being apart (trust me I am dying without you) but we will be together soon. I promise. 

You have my heart with you so please keep it safe. 

Love Always, 

Ryan, your husband ;)

God I miss him. I wish I could tell him about the baby. But I want to see his reaction, so I will tell him as soon as he gets back. With that thought I am off the bed again and headed to my CO, I have to find out if I am following through with the mission or headed home to North Carolina.