Myrnin's or Shane's

Chapter 3

BTW- Claire is 19, not engaged, so therefore not married. Michael is still a vampire but I will soon be writing another story about Michael in which the occurrences are happening at the same time as in this story. Just to make sure I wasn’t confusing anyone.

Chapter 3

Claire’s POV

“Okay, so...what do I have to do?” I was pacing in the bathroom trying to shake some of the nervousness from my body.

“Well you have to pee on the metal end of the stick. No shit Sherlock. What did you think we were gonna do. Pee on the box and wait for a clown to pop out and say ‘Congrats, you’re preggers!’?” Eve said sarcastically; the look on her face quite clearly said ‘really?’.

“Give me the frigging stick and wait and outside please,” I held out my hand and Eve placed three sticks in it.

“Just in case,” she smiled at me. “You’re a scientist, you know the importance of accuracy!” She practically hopped, skipped and jumped her way out of the door, shutting said door behind her.

“Okay, Claire. Breathe. Breathe. All you have to do is pee on the sticks. All three, just in case.” I felt like I needed a self-pep-talk.

My hands wouldn’t stop shaking the whole time while I did the deed. After I finished I placed the sticks on the side of the sink and washed my hands.

“Eve, you can come in now.”

The door quickly opened then shut again as Eve slipped inside.

“Now what?” I stood with my back to the sink and the sticks.

“Now...we wait for five minutes. They’ll tell you if you really are pregnant-obviously- and how far along you are too. That’s probably why it takes so long for the answer to come up.” Eve was still trying to sound cheerful about it, but I could tell she was just as nervous as I was.

We were both still quite jumpy for those few minutes and the shrill tone of her cell-phone alarm made us both jump sky-high.

“Okay, times up. Do you want me to look first or do you want to do it?”

“I’ll do it,” I slowly turned around with my eyes closed, scared of what it would say.

I fumbled around the sink area, trying to find the sticks. I found them. I was breathing through my mouth as I picked up the middle stick.

Eyes staying closed I asked Eve an important question. “Eve, what’s the key?”

“They key? Oh, the key! Um, let’s see...okay, smiley face in blue for positive-you are pregnant. Sad face in red for negative- you are not pregnant. If its blue it should also tell you how many weeks along you are next to the smiley face.”

“Okay, thanks. In three...two...one,” I opened my eyes and looked at the stick.

Smiley face. Blue. 8 weeks.

“CB? What is it? What’s the result?” She stepped towards me, eager to get a look.

“I’m-” I promptly fainted.

Please comment and vote, I’ll still post more chapters (as soon as I figure out what they’re going to say) but it would be nice to get some feedback please!

Coral x