Taryn
Taryn stared in shock at the doctor, her blue eyes clouded with confusion.
"But..."
"I'm afraid there was nothing we could do."
"So... no kid."
"No."
"Did I..."
"Of course not. Sometimes... sometimes these things happen."
Taryn was silent for a long moment, before finally speaking again.
"So... let me get this straight... I was all fat and bloated for no reason?"
The doctor eyed her strangely. "Yes?"
"Rip off. What a freaking waste of nine months! I had to take my belly button ring out!"
"I think you're in shock."
"Whatever. Can I go?"
"We'll need to keep you here for tests and - "
"You know what? I am in shock... can I have a moment alone, please?"
The doctor nodded and stood up, leaving the room. "Of course."
Taryn looked to see he had gone, then simply teleported home. "What a waste! Man! Now I have to go get my bellybutton pierced. Where's Isis? I'm tired! Dammit."
She looked at the note on the fridge.
'Taryn,
Went looking for Jonny Lang, will be back later this week.
Good luck with the kid.
Isis.'
Taryn crumpled the note up.
"Bitch."
She thought for a second.
"Actually, getting out of here isn't such a bad idea..."