Alison Blaire (
shimmerandsing) wrote2007-05-30 06:41 pm
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Just the facts.
Two weeks later, as arranged, Alison and Longshot were back in Dr. Crusher's office in the Nexus. Alison was anxious to hear what the doctor's scans and tests had concluded. She was hoping with the technology Dr. Crusher had that the doctor would be able to tell them definitively whether or not her previous miscarriage had just been a tragic combination of stress and environment as she had always thought. Or if the situation was much worse and her DNA was not compatible with her husband's. Alison would be inconsolable if that were the case.
Now, she waited -- as patiently as possible -- as Dr. Crusher set up her medical files and gathered her information for their visit. She sat in one of the chairs in front of the desk. Longshot was beside her in the other chair and she had a tight hold on his hand. Her thumb rubbed restlessly against the back of his hand.
There had to be good news. She needed good news.
Now, she waited -- as patiently as possible -- as Dr. Crusher set up her medical files and gathered her information for their visit. She sat in one of the chairs in front of the desk. Longshot was beside her in the other chair and she had a tight hold on his hand. Her thumb rubbed restlessly against the back of his hand.
There had to be good news. She needed good news.
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"I've gone over all the data I collected on your last visit, trying to determine compatibility as well as if Alison is in any danger of miscarrying again." She calmly folded her hands on top of the desk. "Longshot's DNA resembles a sort of mixture of different types of DNA I have run into. Klingon, Romulan, and so on. All of those races are compatible with human DNA, which is what Alison has by and large. I've compared and run simulations. I've come to find Longshot's DNA is as compatible to yours, Alison, as any other human's would be."
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"Thank you," was all she could think to say to the doctor. Her eyes were misty and her throat felt a little tight, but at leas that worry was behind them.
Her posture eased and she relaxed into her seat. Anything that came now was something she and Longshot could handle. She was sure of it.
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He opened his eyes and looked at Alison. He saw her eyes start to get damp. He leaned over and kissed her cheek. "We can do it, buttercup," he murmured in her ear before pulling away.
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"So, what about the baby? Its health and such? Growing okay? Tell us everything." She grinned. She was only half teasing. Absolutely any information the doctor could give would be appreciated.
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She gestured behind her o some of the new machines she had set up. "I also have a shot I've managed to formulate for your unique body chemistry that should also help knock the chance of miscarrying down to nil. Provided you do not do anything strenuous like help lead a rebellion again."
Beverly gave them both a level look that said she would brook no rebellions while trying to get this baby born.
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Particularly the part about reducing her chances of miscarrying. She'd take ten shots a day if that was what it took. Just one sounded even better.
She raised her right hand and grinned at the doctor. "I solemnly swear not to lead or join any rebellions for at leas the next year. And I would very much like to see the gestational sac and things. We never got to see them before."
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He had no idea about this swearing thing, but his promises were good.
"Though... uh, is vigorous... sex too much of a strain?" He flushed a little. He didn't want Alison to get th idea he wasn't enjoying what they were currently doing, but he kinda liked some of the fast and hard stuff. He had always been careful about making sure it wouldn't hurt Ali at all.
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It was a fair question, though. They had only assumed they had to be slow and gentle. Knowing for sure would be better.
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"Well, as long as you're not hurting Alison at all, I don't see why it would be. Your baby is fully protected by the amniotic sac, a thin-walled bag that holds the fetus and surrounding fluid, and the strong muscles of the uterus. There's also a thick mucus plug that seals the cervix and helps guard against infection. The penis does not come into contact with the fetus during sex." She steepled her fingers in front of her a bit. "As Alison gets farther along in the pregnancy, you may have to consider new positions, but there shouldn't be any problems with any type of sex."
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She gave her husband's hand a squeeze. She could guess how happy he was with this news.
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"Thanks, Doctor Beverly! Now, how about those scans and pictures?"
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"Need me to lay down again?" She hiked a thumb back at the exam table.
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As she stood up, she pulled the tricorder out of her pocket. She gestured over to the table. "Well, get the preliminary scans out of the way, and then let you see what's going on inside."
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He was hesitant. The doctor didn't look like someone who would steal anything from him, but he had been messed with too much. He cleared his throat and tried again.
"These blocks that you found... if I... what you said was healing naturally... would it be stopped by them?"
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"Would the procedures be painful?"
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The doctor then regarded Alison. "With the medical technology at my disposal, it won't be. And you don't need to decide now. I'm concerned because it looks like progress was being made, but it's being halted by whatever these blocks are."
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"He is healing, right?" She looked back at the doctor. "Just more slowly than he has to? So there's time to think it over. Not an immediate urgency..."
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He looked at Alison with a faint smile. "We should be celebrating two babies."
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An answering smile crossed her face and she nodded. "Twins. We kind of hit the jackpot on our honeymoon, huh?"
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She smiled. "I can print out some images if you want. I think Geordi explained to me how to do it."
This printed paper concept was weird. If only Jean-Luc had authorized a data padd...
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"And next week we should be able to hear their hearts beating?" She couldn't help the hopeful tone of voice. That was something she was really looking forward to.
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"Well, they're our little special magical beans. It is something to see."
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Babies. Wow. She still was having a difficult time believing there were two. But, she had seen them herself. Soon, she would be holding them. Nine months wasn't all that long.She could wait. Maybe...
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She watched the photo paper feed through before turning back to the happy couple. "Also, next week, we'll decide if and when you want to find out the genders of your babies. Though the sooner its done before the ninth week, the more medical equipment I have to trot out to confirm the results. So more blinking lights."
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Hmmm. Did they want to know the babies genders ahead of time. She looked over at her husband thoughtfully.
"Think we should find out if they're boys or girls? Or wait and be surprised when they get here?"
She was leaning toward wanting to know. They could pick names ahead of time and it would making buying baby stuff easier. Also, she knew how he enjoyed the blinky lights on the machines.
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