The Teachers Secret (not edited)

Chapter nineteen

Third pov:
"Soooo, Namjoon is pregnant, and they don't believe it, so I'll have them take both urine and blood test, even have his doctor come in with an ultrasound. I'll have Yoongi and his mate come in and give their side of the story, along with Jungkook. Ummmm what else..? With everything you told me, I can easily have a court date ready for you by next week, my friend Rose is an excellent judge. I'll have the parents the three boys that possibly got him into this mess... is there anyone else in particular, that you know that maybe started all of this?" Jin snapped his fingers, feeling stupid for not realizing it sooner, "Yes, my bitch of an ex, she had it all set up, she maybe even helped them getting my mate jailed. It doesn't help that wolf breeds are looked down upon."
Lisa nod, humming, pressing her finger against her lips, "Do you know where she might be?" Jin groaned, "Annoying the bloody hell out of me at home," he answered in a monotone voice. Not liking that she managed to barge into his parents home, living and breath same air. Lise awed, "Well, don't worry, those teenagers might've gotten away with this, but I will make sure to prove Namjoon innocent." Jin sighed in relief, taking the girls hand, thanking her multiple times.

Week later...

Namjoon was locked in a separate cell now, the officer called him an evil witch and freaked out when the baby kicked his palm. So now he is in the basement of the building, kept away from everyone, in a cement room. No windows, or even a vent, only a heavy metal door, a squeaky bed, a toilet and sink. Kai is now by himself and lost his roommate. But Namjoon doesn't know much of what else goes on now, he is exhausted that's for sure. They feed him twice a day, Namjoon constantly has to force the second meal away, because they always give  beef for dinner. Making him throw up the breakfast they give him in the morning.
Namjoon jumped from the mental door opening, pressing into the corner of the room, when seeing an officer and a male standing behind him, a black duffle bag on hand. Watching them step into the room, the officer let out a heavy sigh, "I have been informed, that you are going to court tomorrow evening, this is doctor Lee Taemin, he his going to do a check up on you." Namjoon noticed the doctor was a wolf like him, but was mixed, not pure blood like him. Namjoon felt relief hearing about the court date, the doctor gave him a soft, yet worried smile. The officer cleared his throat, "No tricks like last time slut," Namjoon swallowed a lump, nodding his head slowly. The officer gave the doctor a nod, but didn't leave the room, wanting to keep an eye on the prisoner. The doctor cleared his throat, "Thank you officer, but I would like to have privacy with my patient please," his voice strong, yet sweet like sugar. The officer shook his head, "You don't know what this creature is capable of. It is my job to keep on eye on him, if anything happens." The doctor rose a brow, "I assure you officer, that I can handle him, it is recommend for the patient to have some privacy, when given a check up." He informed, the officer glanced at the doctor, groaning in irritation, mumbling out a 'fine', glancing a sharp look at the prisoner before finally leaving the cell. "You have one hour doctor," he stated, slamming and locking the door on his way out. The doctor sighed, breaking his gaze to the frightened prisoner. Giving him a soft smile, as he stepped up to the bed, getting down on his knees. "Come here, I'm not going to hurt you," he softly gestured. Namjoon gazed into the doctors eyes, sensing he could trust him and slowly made his way over to the doctor, sitting near the edge of the bed. The doctor studied his patient briefly, mixed emotions filled his chest, "My goodness you are way to thin to be carrying a child, I hate that they are asking me to do a blood test, seeing you in this state..." he muttered softly, sighing in what sounds like sadness and disappointment. "Well, we already know each other's names, I'm sure you can sense that I'm part wolf, I'm an omega, so I want you to know that I'm here to help you, ok? Mind laying down for me please?"
Namjoon nod and slowly laid down on his back, watching the doctor open his bag, slipping on a pair of gloves. Taking out a stethoscope, "You trust me right? You know I won't hurt you or the baby?" He softly asked before he was about to check the patients blood pressure and heart rate. Namjoon nod, the doctor wrapped the cuff around his arm, pressing the drum of the stethoscope on the crack of his elbow. Pumping the cuff, reading reading the small scale carefully, sighing and recording the the numbers down in a note book.
"Is my pup going to be ok Dr. Lee?" Namjoon asked in a quiet voice, afraid of losing his first child from being locked up in prison. The doctor first checked the carriers heart beat and breathing, telling him let out deep breaths. Then lifting up the black shirt, listening to the unborn child's heat beat, writing down some notes in the process. Taking the eartips of the stethoscope out of his ears, resting it around his neck. "Please call me Taemin, there's no need to be formal Namjoon... and you honestly shouldn't be here in the first place. Just by looking at you, I can tell you're under weight, your blood pressure is way to high. If they keep you in here, I'm afraid neither you or the baby will make it, Jin told me you get sick just by the smell of meat and looking at the food schedule here, you are obviously not eating. Am I correct?" "I-I'm able to take down the breakfast they give me, b-but I throw it back up once dinner comes because they serve beef every day." Taemin didn't like what he was hearing, nor seeing right now, this omega needed to go to the hospital. He will definitely informing the judge about this tomorrow, reaching into his bag he took out a small paper cup, and a bottle of water. Handing it to the omega, "Drink this and it will help get something flowing out of you." Taemin instructed, helping the omega sit up, so he could drink from the bottle. Turning his back so the omega could do his business, "I will be giving you a ultrasound tomorrow, in front of the judge, is that ok?" Namjoon replied with a soft 'yes', he hasn't had and ultrasound in what felt like forever, so of course he was going to agree with this, even if it was in front of many people.
"I was also told they didn't believe you were carrying, they need a urine and blood test, then the ultrasound for proof." Hearing the toilet flush, turning around when hearing the faucet running. Taking the small cup from the omega, placing a digital pregnancy test in the cup, changing his gloves in the process. "You are actually not healthy enough to have blood drawn out, so I will inform them on that, just by seeing your state. I cannot risk it, because it is not safe, So we will simply stick with the urine test and ultrasound." Namjoon only nod, listening to the omegas words, as he slowly sat down on the bed in the process. He couldn't help but break down crying, the fear of losing his first child ate him alive each passing day. Taemin sat down next to the crying omega, rubbing his back, trying to comfort him as best as he could. Namjoon fell into Taemins embrace, "I-I don't want to lose my baby!! She's my first child!!" Taemin hushed him, "I promise, you will not lose your pup, I will help you win this debate, ok Namjoon." The omega sniffled and continued to cry, until it soon led him to falling asleep.
Taemin heart shattered at the sight, hearing the metal door open, "Times up doctor, gather you things and leave." Taemin was so close to wanting to rip that officers throat out, but he took deep breaths, slowly shifting the sleeping omega onto the bed, clipping the pregnancy test closed and placing it in a plastic bag. Pouring the urine out of the paper cup, into the toilet, re-closing the lid before flushing it, and tossing the cup into a separate plastic bag.
"Hurry up doc, I don't have all day," Taemin rolled his eyes and finished up, giving one final glance at the carrier, before taking his bag and leaving.