Okay So...Did You Have to Reject Me Infront of Everyone?

Thorough Investigations

Hospitals have always creeped me out. I was at a hospital when I found out my mom was dead, and I was in a hospital when I found out I was pregnant.

The plain white walls and stench of antibiotics made me feel bloated and queasy.

The constant movement of doctors and nurses made me unable to relax.

But worst of all, and no matter how hard I tried to ignore it; my heightened sense of smell would always lead me right to the scent of dead people.

I sighed, trying to mentally prepare myself for what was in store. I hadn't told anybody that I was coming to this place.

Now I realize what a big mistake this was. What if this woman was a serial killer? Who would oknow where to get my dead body?

"Ms.Lupus,

I took my time getting up, my stomach pushing me down every time I rose from my seat. Eventually the nurse saw my predicament and tried to help me.

"Well..aren't you going to be a big one?" She muttered, walking away with one hand on her back.

I entered the office and waddled my way towards the counter. I thought about not sitting down, but the thought of being on my feet for the whole visit made me feel exhausted enough, so I took a seat.

Dr. Vera wasn't in the office, and the thought of waiting another 45 minutes irritated me. I'd give her 10 minutes; any more than that and I was leaving.

"Dr.Vera stepped out to handle some business, but she instructed me to get you settled."

I huffed " Well if she isn't here then why did you call me in?"

She put her hands on her hips and give me the eye. You know? The eye that your mom gives you when your close to pushing her over the edge? I got THAT eye. "She just instructed me to get you settled in before  something came up. She told me to tell you that she'll be here in a moment. Please don't be difficult."

" Yes ma'am"

"Good." She tuned around and left, slamming the door behind her.

I was freezing, and I started to look around in order to distract myself from the on coming frostbite. The walls were white, but the paraphernalia that were scattered along the walls made up for it.

Just as I was tempted to get up and start reading them, I heard the door knob turn;

" Hello Ms. Lupus, pleasant surprise seeing you here. "  and in came the woman of the hour.

" How is it a surprise that I'm here? You called me about this same time yesterday to berate me about coming in.

She laughed, " Such a spit fire, just like your mother."

I sat up quickly "How did you know my mom?"

" Eager to fish out information aren't we?" She went around to her desk and started to look around.

" How do you know so much about me? I want answers, Dr. Vera." I glared at her.

She ignored me and kept looking around until she found what she was looking for; a manila folder.

"How far along are you?"

" I need answers Clara."  I said, my glare unwavering.

She slammed down the pen in her hand, " And so do I, Shayla, as your doctor,it is my duty to ensure that your health comes first, I promise that as soon as I a finished with this check up,  I will take care of any and all questions you may have for me, are we clear?"

My glare wavered at her offer,  and I soon gave in " Yes Ms. Vera"

Her shoulders slumped, " Good, and one more thing Ms.Lupus, although I hope to become your friend in the future, I refuse to tolerate any amount of disrespect that your generation seems so keen on dishing out, but other than that I insist that your call me Clara."

" Yes Clara." It felt awkward calling her that.

She picked up her pen, " How far along are you?"

I counted the numbers in my head, " Next week makes it nine months."

She looked surprise, " You still have one trimester left?  You look way bigger than that"

I bristled, " Well yeah, but I am having alpha babies, I could give birth before that." Werewolf pregnancies usually take an extra three months, this is to give the werewolf side of the baby to form. On rare occasions, however, and due to the power in one's ancestry, a mother could give birth before that.

She had a serious look on her face, " How did you know you're having alpha babies?"

How reckless does she think I am? " Um... as easy as I look, and I'm saying that as a joke, I do know who the father of my children are."

" Oh, yeah, sorry about that." She got up and proceed to take a few tests and asked me a few questions about my diet for the next few minutes. "Would you like to do an ultrasound?"

One thing that I always avoided doing was an ultrasound, I was too afraid that seeing the twins would make me fall into a pool of my own tears. "Sure"

I watched as Clara walked around the room, setting up the the screen, a few minutes later and a stomach full of itchy jelly, an image on the screen began to form.
It was a little hazy, but a few minutes later I was able to discern two black blobs moving around the screen.

Okay so not black blobs... babies.

"This one is sucking his thumb," Clara said pointing at the screen."

I couldn't help my self, I began to cry, "I'm going to be a horrible mother."

Clara looked at me in surprise, "What would make you say such a thing sweetheart?"

"Isn't it obvious?" I said rubbing my eyes with the back of my hand, " I'm such a screw up, it's like, every time I try to fix something in my life I end up royally screwing it up."

Clara handed me a napkin, "Now Honey, that can't be true."
I paused my sobbing to look at her, "Wanna bet? My mate rejected me, so I tried hooking up with this guy, who just so happened to be my best friend's brother, but I made him disappear off of the face of the earth, then I tried to make my pack members happy, up until I almost aborted my babies, making everyone hate me, and now I've left everything I know to try and make things better, but I hate it here; the people are so mean, it's like every one has it out for me."

I continued to cry for a few minutes. Clara did the best she could to make me feel better.
"Now Shayla, I'm going to say this to you, because as strange as it seems, I love you and I only want the best for you, despite you not know who I am."

She stooped down and looked me in my eyes, giving me a kind and caring look. "Get over yourself."

I reeled back my head in shock, unable to process what she had said, "What?"

"I said get over yourself," she got up and begin to organize her things, "You made your bed and slept with it, now you've got to deal with the occasional bed bugs trying to bite you in the ass. It's all apart of life my darling, but here's the best thing I can tell you,"

She handed me a file, and helped me walk out the door, "In just a few months, you'll have two people whose whole lives depend on whether or not you have the self confidence to fight your demons. Don't let them down.

As I waited for my ride home, I realized that what she said was right. I chose to sleep with Grant. I chose to keep this pregnancy. I chose to move here; and now it's time to choose what's right for my kids, because they at least deserve that much from me.

I looked down at the file Clara had given me on my lap.

I skimmed through the first few pages, seeing nothing but my basic profile and medical terms. I saw a copy of the ultrasound and smiled to myself, ecstatic to show Quin.

But at the back of all this, I saw a that Clara had given me a picture.

"Well shit."