A Light in the Life

CHAPTER 12 - FRESH NEWS

Disclaimer: I don't own the story or characters featured in Gilmore Girls, however I have a fertile mind and a fan orphan heart.

A/N: You are not dreaming! I am really updating this story in a reasonably respectable period of time. How proud are you of me? To my dear readers, who asked me, I won't stop updating this story, even now that I am writing two Rogan stories. Thank you to those who are already following "Until I Heal" too. ❤

This is a short chapter for my standards, I know, but it's another necessary filler. You guys will understand soon, so I hope you don't get too used to the slow pace. As always, feedback is appreciated.

CHAPTER 12 – FRESH NEWS

Chapter 12 – Fresh news.

By the time we got to the hospital, it was raining like crazy.

I was laying within the curtained cubical, examining the polystyrene tiled ceiling. There was nothing else to look at, except an assortment of machines around me. I could hear the doctors and nurses whispering to one another down the hall, but still no sign.

My Mom held my hand with a firm grip. We were both scared. The results of my exams were still a mystery, so I was still in the dark. I watched every room detail becoming a torture at the same pace as Mom's feet tapped impatiently.

The doctor walked in with a face like a brick. His movements were sharp and with purpose, he analyzed the chart for a few seconds and looked up with a perfunctory smile flashed for just a moment, like professionals do. I could never relax around such expressions. I needed a genuine face, preferably a smile, but if not - I'd really rather they didn't fake it.

My heart grew so heavy with anguish and despair, that I sank emotionally to the ground.

"So, Ms... Gilmore." He was looking for my name on his file. "I have news for your case."

Lorelai sighed. She was fed up with all the stalling and interjected. "Listen, Doc. I don't mean to be rude, but can we move straight to the point?" She asked, with an award-winning smile.

The doctor rose his brows in apathy. "All right..." And continued. "The tests results showed nothing you should be concerned about." He affirmed in a calm tone and Lorelai and I exchanged a glance that assured me we were feeling the same empty hopelessness.

I gasped as I spoke, but I didn't believe his words. "Are you sure, because I really think..."

The doctor looked tired, perhaps for many hours at a time on duty. His faced ghosted eyes with dark circles and a stiff upper lip. "I can assure you that the bleeding is not related to a miscarriage, placental abruption or ectopic pregnancy. You also have no sign of any STDs or infections, however as this is a pregnancy migrating from the second to the third semester, we should investigate more calmly." He finished, glancing between the both of us.

"All right." I said, watching Mom's eyes reflecting the same insecurity.

The doctor pretended not to notice and continued.

"I will ask you some questions and I need you to answer honestly so that we can get to the best possible diagnosis."

"Okay." I nodded.

"In the past 48 hours, did you smoke?"

"I'm not a smoker." I claimed.

"Did you drink alcohol or consume any raw foods?"

"No..."

"Have you overdone caffeine?"

"Not as much as I wished." I joked. It fell as flat as my enthusiasm on the floor.