Third Trimester

[Lissachoa]

~* months have gone by or as the docters call it, 36 weeks, the Doc was a little scared of the childs growth conditions for a while there since Lissachoa was 5 months along and still looked like there was nothing there, pretty soon about a month ladter her belly started to grow, still pretty small but it was enough to let the docter let go of his worries, even with an expanding stomach she still kept her curvy waist and hips as her breats got larger as well. (( 38 D! XD )) once again attending to another check up to see how the kid was doing, its seems that the docter apointes a nurse to do an ultra sound this go around to make sure everything was alright, so sitting in the waiting room, Lissachoa as going through her wallet wearing reaguler jeans and a baggy t-shirts saying "The boat sank, Get over it".*~

[Murduck]

~ The doctor wasn't the only one pissing his pants. Murdoc sat beside her, rumpling through the rubbish hidden within the ruins and captivity of his trouser pockets. He peeked at her from the corner of his eye, observing her quietly. ~

What in the hell are you looking for?

[Lissachoa]

This.

*pulls out a folded card*

it's my insurance, they pay for everything and I dont owe them pocket lint.

[Murduck]

Wicked. *Flashes an ok sign at her, leaning back against the chair*
This is taking donkey's years..

[Lissachoa]

Nures: *walks out and scans the room* Melissa King?

Present. *stands up*

Nurse: We are just gonna do an ultra sound and a blood test today, is that alright?

That would be great actually...

[Murduck]

Err, do I have to wait outside or..

[Lissachoa]

Nurse: you can come in if you want sire, we're not doing anything extreame today.

[Murduck]

Extreme sounds a tad bit over-the-top, don't you think?
*Shrugs, getting up from the chair*

Alright, let's get this barrel rolling.

[Lissachoa]

Nurse: alright then, come along this way please...

* Eventually she led them into a room with a bed and a device of some sort right next to it, along with some gloves and a gel bottle *

Nurse: * hands me a blanket* go ahead, lay down and get yourself ready and I'll be right back. *leaves the room*

[Murduck]

*Peeks at her leaving the room, and glances around, stuffing my hands into my pockets*

Wow. It's like the backdrop of a Star Trek episode.

[Lissachoa]

well, thank Sod Kurk wont be walking in any time soon.

* gets up on the bed and undoes the front of my trousers a bit before pullsing up the planket, covering my lower half as I pulls my shrit up a bit, making everything clear away from my belly*

[Murduck]

*Sits down at a chair next to the bed, fumbling with my fingers a bit, sneering at the no smoking sign pinned up on the wall*

[Lissachoa]

Nurse: *walks in and places the paper work ontop of the machine and snaps the gloves on* so, how are we feeling today? * turns the ultra sound on*

[Murduck]

God, I hate that sound.
*Cringes at the sound of the gloves snapping*

Magical..

[Lissachoa]

(( XD ))

hurting and tired.

Nurse: well, nothing new then hmm?

of course...

Nurse: alright. *picks up the Gel* I warmed it up a bit so it wont freez ya as much...*applys the gel on me stomach while she turns to the maching and clicks on a few things before a black screen of some sort pops up*