Scales and Hooves (BxB) (Unicorn X Dragon)

Ch. 26 Bundle of Joy

Molten held Zion's pale hand as they waited for their obstetrician-gynaecologist Dr Davis to call them into her consultation room. Beside them sat Firestrike, who had come for emotional support. They sat in the waiting area; it was just the three of them in their human forms as the hallways were tight and Molten and Firestrike often caught their tails in the seats. It had been three years since their wedding, and Molten and Zion felt that they were ready to have a child. But to do this they had two problems; one, they were of different species and two; they needed to find a surrogate mother willing to bear the child.

Today would be Molten and Zion's final consultation to see whether they had found an appropriate surrogate to bear the child. They had found that the best way to mix both parents' genes was to have the child be a furdrake. This way the child would still have Zion's family markings and could blend in with society. According to the tests the doctors had done, they were certain just about any dragoness or drakess could bear the child. After that, the couple had no more requests to make in relation to the gender or fur colour of their baby drake.

Zion looked at Molten and nudged him with his shoulder. Molten gave him a small smile and Zion smiled back. "You okay?" He asked.

"Yeah," Molten said, squeezing Zion's hand a little.

"There's no harm in being nervous, Molt," Firestrike said, nudging him with her shoulder. "It's a big deal to get this far," she said. "And I'm tired of being the only one out of us three with a child," she joked. Molten chuckled.

He was about to respond when Dr Davis came out of her office, out into the waiting area. She was wearing a long, crisp, white doctor's coat. She tied her long brunette hair up into a bun.

"Come on in," she said. The trio stood up. Zion let out a noise of excitement as they walked into the room. Once they were inside, Molten introduced Firestrike to Dr Davis.

"It's wonderful to meet you," she said, shaking Firestrike's hand fondly. "I'm glad you took ok my advice of bringing a sister and female friend along," she said. She gestured to three leather chairs beside them. Dr Davis sat across from them behind a polished, white desk. The rest of the room wasn't that different; white and sanitary. She glanced at her computer monitor and typed on her keyboard.

"The good news is that the embryo is ready to be implanted. But I'm afraid that we haven't found a surrogate," she said regretfully. Zion's face dropped, Molten sighed sorrowly. Firestrike looked to them both sympathetically.

"Is it because of us being different species?" Molten implored. Dr Davis glanced down.

"I'm afraid so. They're just worried about the effects for both their own health and the unborn child's," she explained. Molten nodded silently; he understood their worries, and they had every right to not want to bear the child—even if doctors had already made sure the child could be carried to term without risking the mother's health.

Firestrike listened carefully to what the doctor was saying. "What if I carried the child?" She asked, more towards Dr Davis than Molten and Zion. Molten turned to her.

"Strike, I couldn't ask you to do that—"

"—We couldn't ask you to do that," Zion corrected.

"I want to," Firestrike insisted. She placed a hand on Molten's wrist. "You were there for me when was expecting Ember, let me do this for you." Molten glanced aside. "What do I need to do to be their surrogate?" She asked Dr Davis.

"I'll get you in touch with a surrogacy agent—to keep this a legal as possible—and then we'll work from there. I'd have to conduct some tests and such, and the surrogacy agents would make everything clear about what will happen and then it's up to you on whether you still want to be the child's surrogate mother," Dr Davis explained. She gave Firestrike a brief rundown on what would happen. Molten, Zion and Firestrike left her consultation room with an abundance of leaflets and booklets, so Firestrike would have plenty of reading material.