Chapter 16

                                    

                                          
Chris and I haven't exactly been talking much since the argument the other day, and the mood hasn't lightened even now we're just about to see our baby again. 
"Let's take a look" the sonographer now studies the screen and then smiles. "You wanna find out?" We both nod and she smirks. "I think it's self-explanatory", turning the screen to us so we can see baby and the part she's scanned over. 
Ok yes, we are most certainly having a boy.  
Chris chuckles at this, "I think that's clear enough", and gives me a kiss on my head. "We've got a boy".
I smile, "we sure do".

Once we're out of there, Chris sends a picture to Scott, telling him to guess. 
I mean judging by the anatomy it's obvious 🙄😏 Comes the sarcastic message back. 
He then sends the picture to Lisa once we're home, who guesses straight away and then calls. I can hear him talking to her. 
"Yeah...yeah we're pretty stumped". There's pride and joy in his voice, "honestly? A little scared but I think that's normal". I sit there in the living room listening as he's making coffee in the kitchen. "No she's fine, a little tired. No mom, we're ok". It then turns to annoyance, and he lowers his voice. "Look, Fallon doesn't want attention, she doesn't like it, she's already said...I know...true but if  you could consider how she feels with everything, it's not the greatest idea".  
In feel the bile rise and run to the bathroom, throwing up. Whether it's from anxiety or the baby is unknown, but I feel awful. 
Chris finds me there once he's off the phone and looks concerned. "Fallon? You alright?" 
"Just something baby didn't agree with". I say, feeling nauseous still. "I'm alright, how was your mum?" I dare to enquire. 
"She was good". Is all he says, and I know they've hard words again. 
It's all my fault. I shouldn't have snapped at her the other day.
"Fal? Fallon!" Chris's voice is becoming distorted, and the room is suddenly spinning, I can't see him and feel him now quickly lay me down and roll me onto my side. 
I don't hear him after that. 


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The light hits my eyes as I open them, different voices calling me now to see if I respond. There's Chris and a couple of EMT's along with Lisa who are all looking worried. 
"Fallon? Can you hear us?" One says and I nod, now suddenly panicking and trying to sit up. 
"The baby!"
"Shhh, lay back down baby's fine, it's just you we're concerned about". One of the EMT's now says and looks to be monitoring me. "How are you feeling Fallon?"
"Confused...tired, bit shaky". The list could go on really.
"Do you remember what happened?"
"I threw up, then I was talking to Chris, and everything went weird". I say, "can I sit up, please?"
I'm helped to sit and Chris crouches beside me. "There anything we need to be concerned about?" He asks. "You said the baby's ok".
"Have you eaten and drunk anything today?"
"Not much". I admit. 
"That'll be why you fainted then, your blood sugar is low and we're gonna look at your iron as well. We'll take you to hospital as a precaution, but you should be ok if we get you the right medication".  They explain. 
"I really don't want..." I begin but then see Chris's face and sigh. "Ok". 
Great. This will blow everything up if the press get wind of it, but that doesn't matter. I just want our boy to be ok. This is my second trip to Emerson Hospital today, and hopefully my last up until I give birth. Whereas I'd rather have stayed at home to have the baby, Chris has managed to persuade me to choose the birthing centre there, feeling more comfortable just in case anything was to happen. I suppose he's right in that sense. I don't want him to be any more anxious than he already is about the whole thing.
The doctor prescribes me some iron tablets to take and help get my levels back up, but I'm given all clear and discharged. Lisa is waiting for us when we get back and does generally seem concerned. "How are you feeling Fallon?" 
I nod. "I'm ok now, thank you" and smile lightly. 
"Go lay down, I'll bring you some water to take your tablets". Chris gives me a kiss and nudges me towards the bedroom. 
"Is she ok?" I hear Lisa say, still with concern. 
"She's fine Ma, but the stress you guys are putting her through isn't helping her. Doc's said bed rest and to take the tablets..." I close the door on the conversation and change in my pj's. Alice is cancelling a few interviews on video call that I have lined up, Chris contacting her earlier while being monitored. 
He comes in a few minutes later with a glass of water and sets it down beside me. "I have the ASP video call to do soon, you need anything before I start?"  He asks. 
"I'm, you go do what you need" I smile. 
He gives me a long and deep kiss. "I talked to mom; I think she now can see how much stress this whole thing has caused. You just need to take it easy, ok? Promise?" 
I nod. "Promise". 
"Good, I love you". He tells me and squeezes my hand. "We're in this together, always". 
This is the first time all my fears have seemed to leave, and I kiss him once more before he goes to the office, "love you too".