Page 9 of Building Haven
That sounds promising, and it’s comforting to hear that sex is still totally fine, because it’s sometimes hard to keep our hands off our amazing Omegas.And our Omegas are pretty into that type of ‘physical activity’ too, even if none of us Alphas are available.
Mathew comes back into the room, his shirt properly buttoned up again and he looks a lot more relaxed now.“Okay, we can continue.”His voice is upbeat and it almost looks like he’s glowing, that’s how big his smile is.
Sophia turns to Vera.“Are you ready?”
She nods, pulling her shirt up.
“Can you pull your jeans down slightly?They’re just a tad too high.And you can put this around the top, to make sure they stay clean.”She hands Vera some paper towels and I help her put them around the top of her opened jeans.
“This might be a bit cold.”The doctor squirts gel on Vera’s stomach and Vera lets out a small surprised sound.
“Colder than I thought it would be.”She takes my hand, Caleb still at her shoulder and Jorge wraps his arm around Mathew, while they stand at Vera’s feet.
“Sorry about that.”Sophia puts the probe into the gel and moves it around.Vera’s heartbeat is a lot slower than Mathew’s was before.But that makes sense, we’re all a lot more relaxed now.
This time, I immediately look for the flickering white spot.And, after a few moments, we all let out a long breath.There it is.The small white spot inside a slightly bigger grey area, surrounded by black.
“We’ve got another healthy heartbeat.”The doctor moves the probe around a bit, and then returns to the earlier spot.“As with the other one, this one seems to be right on schedule in size and development.Congratulations.”
I stare at the screen, finally taking it in fully.Vera and Mathew aren’t just pregnant, something I’ve known for weeks, but they’re reallypregnantpregnant, they’ve got a new person growing inside them.To finally see it on the screen, to see the babies for the first time, it feelsrealin a different way.
In another seven months, we’ll be parents...
And that thought suddenly scares me.Though, I push it away.Today is a happy day.We’ve got good news, we should focus on that.
Yes, focus on that and not the fear of the long list of things we still have to do before the babies arrive, or the worry of how we’re going to do all of them in time, or if we’ll be good parents, and all of that…
6
Vera
I starein the bathroom mirror as I clean the last bits of gel from my stomach.It’s gotten into my belly button and that feelsweird.Very weird.
I can’t stop smiling.Everything is going well with the babies.Not just mine, but Mathew’s too.Good news like this is very welcome, a bit of good news with all of the not-so-fun stuff going on.
Taking one last look in the mirror, I put my hands to my cheeks, trying to cool them down, but it doesn’t help.I guess this will have to do.My face is all red from excitement and smiling and I guess that’s what I’ll look like for the time being.
As I make my way back to room seven, I finally let myself notice how quiet this wing is, how quiet the whole hospital is.I was too nervous before, trying not to cry, trying not to shake, trying not to puke.I was so nervous before, and that’s now all gone.
Of course, there are plenty of things to do with the pregnancy that I’m nervous about, but those are problems for the future and not now.
Everyone is quietly waiting in the chairs opposite the doctor’s desk when I return to the room and instead of sitting on my own, I make myself comfortable on Mathew’s lap.I want his pheromones, and I need to be this close to him to get them when he’s not making extra because he’s turned on.
His arms around me are warm and his pheromones flare slightly as he nuzzles my head, they’re filled with happiness and brightness.Yes.This is good.This is right.I mix my pheromones with his, letting my pleasure shine through them, and Mathew lets out a quiet laugh at that.
“Vera, I would like to confirm a few things in your file and then you’ll be done here for today.”Sophia checks her monitor.“Is it correct that you haven’t been pregnant before?”
“Yes.No previous pregnancies.”I eye her, not sure about her question.
“And you’ve had regular heats all your life?”
“Yes.Why?”
“I’m trying to complete the information in your file.There seem to be a few empty spots in your data.So I want to make sure that we’re not missing anything.Do you know if anyone in your family has had problems during their pregnancies?”
Of course.That makes sense.Those empty spots will be from when we were on the run and didn’t feel safe enough to sign up with a GP and I got my meds through other ways, usually less than legal ways.I’m sure that looks suspicious from her perspective.
“Eh.”I think the question over.“I don’t think anyone has had any problems.”
