The journey of Hartbig

Or not

Thursday, 11:55.

Grace and Hannah were sitting in the waiting room. Hannah seemed more nervous than Grace did.

"What if I'm pregnant?"

"Then the beautiful little bastard will be filled with love" Hannah smiled, trying to comfort Grace.

"I'm being serious. We haven't been going out for very long. What if I fuck us up. What if you end it. Will me being pregnant change everything? Will you freak out and leave? I can't risk that"

Hannah rearranged herself to get closer to Grace.

"Wow wow wow wow. Hold on. What makes you think I'm going to just walk away? I love you, Grace. More than anything. I'm never leaving you. Ever"

"Okay. But what if I'm not pregnant?"

"Then we tell Scott and go back to normal"

"Just forget?"

"No. Not forget. If you're not pregnant then we can talk about our child, with Scott completely out of the picture"

"Is that what you want?" Grace grabbed Hannahs hand, looked directly in her eyes with her watery own.

Trying to find words to make it sound...okay. At least for this situation, Hannah sighed and changed seating position to stall for time.

"Ideally, it would have been nice to do this without Scott but if that wasn't meant to happen then it wasn't meant to happen. We should stop asking each other questions now. We don't know what's going to happen in that room"

A brunette, 5'5 woman walked out the room in the corner.

"Grace Anne Helbig"

Grace looked at Hannah, squeezing her hand so tight Hannah had to hold her breath.

"You okay, baby?"

"Yeah l'm fine"

"Okay, good. I'm only asking because I can't feel my hand"

"I'm sorry"

Hannah stood up first, letting Grace know that she'll be by her side. She extended her arm and smiled.

"Come on. Let's find out to see if you've a fetus growing inside you"

"You're something else, Hannah Hart"

They both smiled at each other then at the woman near the door.

"Thank you"

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"I have some news. You're not pregnant"

Grace looked at Hannah confused. "What? I was sure that I was. I mean, there was doubt but..."

"It's called Pseudocyesis"

"Come again?"

"It's the word we use for a false pregnancy"

"Oh"

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They both got back to Hannahs. Not knowing how to comfort her girlfriend,  she had to speak to the last person she ever wanted to talk to.

"Grace, how about I go get us a pizza from your favourite place whilst you wait here. Sound good?"

"That's a half an hour drive"

"It's your favourite"

"Okay. Thank you"

Hannah smiled at Grace and instantly felt guilt for going behind her back like this. She knocked on Scotts door and immediately started bursting out in tears.

"Hannah?"

"Listen, I don't want to be here as much, probably more, than you want me to be here but we found out Grace isn't pregnant. I don't know how to help her through this. It was your baby too, so maybe you could come by and support her. Please, Scott. I know we don't like each other but this is for Grace.  And for you. Are you okay?"

Scott was stunned all through Hannahs speech.

"Yes, I'm fine. I'm just..."

"Okay. Good. Listen, I said I was going to go and get lunch. You go over now, you've probably got about 45 minutes until I get back. She can't know I told you, or that I was here. Just go by and ask how the appointment went and act like it was all you. Can you do that?"

"Yeah.  Okay."

"You might want to get your gross motor skills back before you drive"

"Got it"

Hannah and Scott got in there cars and drove the opposite direction.