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"It's alright!" Yeande said, smiling through what HAD to be gritted teeth as she peeled her nails out of the 'oh s**t' bar above the passenger side window. She stepped out of the car quickly, smoothing down the shirt that covered the swell in her belly. Part of her was thrilled that there was actually SOME semblance of the pregnancy showing. After all, it had begun to make her think that maybe they'd been wrong after all.

Sure enough, however, the morning sickness had died away and her jeans had stopped fitting. The loose pants she wore now WERE jeans... technically. Except for the elastic waist that accomodated the 'extra width. The shirt she wore was a simple one, loose down the front and in a dark shade of purple that actually looked good on her. If it weren't for the fact that she felt like one of the balloons in a Gas-X commercial, things would have been lovely.

"We're early," she said, walking around to the back of the car and looking towards the clinic nervously. "Not by much, but we are." What if they found something wrong with the baby? Or that there was something even more hideous in store...

What if they were having twins?

Yeande blanched at the thought, remembering the horror stories of Raven and Kendall as children. Then she convinced herself that she was just being silly. They'd listened to the heartbeat over a monitor... if there were two, they'd have heard it. Besides, the idea of having TWO mixtures of her genes and Talon's running around was enough to seriously consider getting spayed.

Yeande wrapped her arms around his waist for a brief hug before letting go and starting to walk towards the clinic. If they could get in early, maybe they'd get done before Cold Stone Creamery closed for the evening. She was having the urge to order double chocolate fudge caramel ripple strawberry banana icecream.

With almonds.

"Do you think we could make a stop on the way home if we're not too late getting out of here?" she asked, looking up at him with the doe-eyes that should be illegal. "The ice cream store isn't too far away..."

"We have an appointment," Yeande said, passing the girl the card in her hand. "We were referred here for an ultrasound today?" She fidgeted a moment as the receptionist checked the records and nodded, smiling up at the both of them.

"You'll be called back shortly, just go ahead and sign in." She slid a clipboard across the counter, pointing out the first empty line and handing Yeande a pen. "It shouldn't be more than a few minutes."

Indeed, it was only a short while after Yeande signed her name on the paper. They hadn't even fully settled in a pair of seats before Yeande heard her name called and groaned as she had to then work herself back UP out of the chair without looking completely stupid. "Why do they make these things impossible to get out of?" she grumbled, grabbing Talon's arm to haul herself up to her feet.

Yeande sighed, now decidedly nervous as the assistant helped her up onto the table and slid her shirt up to her chest. The jeans were slid down as well, and Yeande now realised what a beachball on the sand must feel like. She barely heard the warning that 'this'll be a bit cold' before letting out a yelp as some kind of refrigerated clear goo was smeared over her stomach. A snide comment about mutli-use KY was on her lips, but she refrained, realising that she really wasn't in too much of a position to make fun of ANYTHING this woman was doing.

"Did I miss anything?" came the voice from the door as a female doctor stepped in and grinned at the pair of them. "I have to say that, even though the fun part of pregnancy is over by the time you get here." She moved to slide on a pair of gloves and reached for the ultrasound wand, then turned ont he machine to reveal a 'picture' that looked more like an Escher-ized Rorschach test than anything.

At the candor from the woman, Yeande relaxed considerably, barely flinching as the wand was set onto her stomach and the Doctor started to move it around. She would have replied, but her eyes were glued to the screen in an effort to see the child that was growing inside her.

"B-boy?" Yeande was staring at the screen, trying to convince herself that it was NOT a magic picture screen as she clutched at Talon's hand and grinned. "It's going to be a boy?" She'd take the Doctor's word for it... after all she had more experience with this than they did. She smiled up at Talon then, pulling him into a kiss before turning back to the screen.

Then, suddenly, everything made sense. "Oh look! There's his legs!" she cried out, pointing towards the screen as the baby squirmed once more.

He was doing much better than Yeande. She was nearly vibrating on the bed where she lay, grinning from ear to finned ear as she pointed out legs and arms. Finally, all they could see was a big FOOT against the screen as the baby kicked out hard and impacted against where the wand lay against Yeande's stomach.

As the Doctor laughed and mentioned that apparently the baby didn't WANT to be seen, Yeande instinctively brought her hand to her stomach, ignoring the goo that was now all over her fingers. "I... I FELT that..." she whispered, staring between Talon and the doctor in shock before turning to the screen where the baby was now settled with his back to them.

Yeande was letting her hand rest over where the motion had been, not quite believing that the baby was really resting now. She tried to feel him again, but couldn't find any trace. When Talon asked that question, however, her face went white and she turned to stare at the Doctor in silent expectation. What if there was something wrong? What if their baby was disabled somehow? To her, it wouldn't make any difference, he would still be their son. Still, she couldn't help feeling dread as she awaited the doctor's words.

Flushing softly, Yeande looked down at her stomach, shaking her head faintly. "About a month or two," she whispered, hand still resting over her belly. "We can't be certain, because no one knows for sure how long I was pregnant before we caught it."