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two weeks

A few weeks had passed and she finally had made it to that gyno appointment she had made the day after her and Peter had discussed extending their family. Olivia sat in the cool room dressed in the paper gown they had given her. Peter had offered to come for moral support, but she figured if there was any bad news she'd rather process it alone.

She hadn't thought about giving Noah a sibling in so long and now that Peter had confessed his desire, she couldn't stop thinking about it. Suddenly she was dreaming about the pitter patter of little feet running down the hall. She had to admit she missed those years with Noah, and the idea of doing that all over again didn't sound too bad.

"Hey Olivia. How's it going?" The tall and slender blonde entered the small exam room.

"Pretty great actually," she sat down on the small stool next to the exam table with her clipboard.

"I assume so. I read here in the notes that you wanted to see me about your fertility? You thinking about giving Noah a sibling?"

"Something like that," she can't help the grin that covers her face.

"That smile tells me you've got someone in your life willing to help you make that happen," Olivia had been coming to Dr. Marten for over a decade, and was grateful she felt so comfortable around her.

"Well...his name is Peter."

"And I'm guessing things are pretty serious if we're talking babies?"

"Things are still new but we would at least like to know ours options for the future," it's weird hearing the words come out of her mouth to someone other than Peter.

"Well I think we should do some bloodwork and a sonogram to take a look at those follicles in your ovaries," she stood and went over to the cabinets to gather all of her supplies and Olivia watched carefully.

This was it. Everything was happening and the fate of their future would be determined in a few short hours today.

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"So a baby isn't completely out of the question?" Peter sat across from her as they shared a late lunch in his office.

"Not completely," Olivia had just finished relaying to him everything Dr. Marten had told her earlier today in her office.

They'd run her bloodwork to make sure for one, she wasn't pregnant. And second as an overall precaution to make sure her health was in good condition. Olivia had been perfectly healthy thankfully, but it was when it came to the sonogram that she became skeptical.

Her follicles were definitely-there. There was only a few still producing eggs and it was either start hormone therapy to save them, or try for a baby starting yesterday.

"It's great that I stopped the pill at least," she adds trying to sound hopeful.

"I mean trying for a baby now would be-"

"Insane," she blurts.

"To even say the least," he adds. "Whatever you want to do Olivia, I'll support you. It's your body. Your choice," she knew he meant every word of what he said but his eyes were begging her to at least try to save them.

"I'll get the name of the fertility specialist my doctor recommended, and set an appointment," she saw it as their only option. If they wanted any chance of expanding their family this was what she needed to do. "On the condition that we write a memo and send it out right now," they had stretched this out long enough and if they were making such heavy decisions then they needed to make this official.