//Emmy//
Things have been silent for the most part, at least on Harry’s end they have. He hasn’t said much, just a cough or a sigh here and there. He’s been holding the baby for the past hour while I’ve been talking to Dr. Evans, explaining everything to her and hopefully giving her some insight.
“Like I mentioned earlier, just approach the situation cautiously, not all at once.’’ She reminds me with a pat on my knee. I give her a smile, a light nod as well. She didn’t have too much to see after Harry spoke to me about everything. It did help me understand him more, he tries his best and that’s all I’ve ever wanted – was for someone to be happy with, and Harry is that person for me.
“Here’s my note. Just let the doctor know I sent you. I scheduled you an appointment to get your iron checked, a blood test really. Nothing much.” Dr. Evans says as she hands me a piece of paper that was folded. I give her a nod, mentally reminding myself of this appointment.
My eyes roam to the clock on the wall, it was almost time to go. I sigh to myself, knowing there’s something I have to ask the doctor and Harry can’t be in here while I do it. I know it’s wrong, even after all of this shit going on between us – but he just can’t be in here when I ask her.
“Harry.. why don’t you um.. take the baby to the.. car.’’ I mumble, looking over at him with a light smile. My eyes meet his and he gives me a sly smile in return with a nod. He stands up, adjusting Katie so that her head was on his shoulder, she was sleeping like a rock.
Harry doesn’t say anything else as he walks towards the door, careful not to wake Katie as he opened it and shut it back. Suddenly a heavy sigh escapes my mouth and I bite the inside of my cheek out of nervousness.
“Emmy.. there must be something you need to discuss privately?’’ Dr. Evans asks as she stands up, pulling her chair to her desk across the small room.
“You know me too well.’’ I give her a slight laugh as I stand up, putting my purse strap over my shoulder.
“It’s my job, honey. Now, tell me.’’ She smiles as she sits down at her desk.
Nodding to her as a response, I walk over to her desk and look down at her, I was completely nervous right now. Not because it was just me and her, but because I’m afraid what I suspect is true.
“I know you’re not the kind of doctor I should be asking.. but I uh, I think that.. um.’’ I stop, shaking my head to myself as I pick at my fingernails, I’m being stubborn and won’t just say it. I wish she could read my mind, more than she basically does already that is.
“Just tell me.’’ She says in a soft tone, her eyes searching for my answer as I reconnect our gaze.
“I think.. um.’’ I stop once more, too afraid to say anything else. I’m so scared to know that it’s true, and I’m even more scared to know what Harry will think – hell, if it is true what will I really think?
“I mean.. I’ve been really sick lately, and maybe it’s just from flying.. or maybe my depression or.. um.. you know um.. I think.. um it might be.. I-‘’ She cuts off my nervous rambling with the words I had been looking for.
“I think you’re pregnant.’’

Notes

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