Thank you all so much for your patience. This chapter was the most difficult to write because it didn't want to be written. The story was supposed to end in a completely different way, but I couldn't go there, the story wouldn't let me. Had the story gone in another direction the final chapter would have been posted in December and it would have had a very dark ending.
The story screamed at me, demanding a proper ending, and I listened to reader input and with some help from my muse this is what she gave me, I hope you enjoy it. I've left clues and hints as to what the original ending would have been but I deleted every word of everything that happened after Chapter 8 and re-wrote it all.
Again, thank you so much for waiting.
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We're A Wonderful Wife
Chapter 14
All Good Things...
Dr. Carla Schaeffer, the medical genius that made Danh's birth possible, set April third as the official kick-off date of Operation Sue Lin and everybody was excited except for Duong, Ralph, and quietly, Don. Yes, the possibility of overcoming the loss of Sue Lin, a heartbreak that Don still believes that he caused, was tempting, the possibility of losing Lanh in a complication during pregnancy was terrifying. He's reminded over and over that tiny women have babies all the time, that Lanh is in no real danger, but then he reminds himself of their history - how many people get assaulted then run over by the same guy on Christmas Eve? Ralph and Duong had the same worries, but all three men kept their reluctance to themselves when they saw how happy and excited the chance to fulfill a dream made Lanh.
Lanh's endometriosis had been rigorously treated and results looked promising that she could conceivably bear a child. Now it's just a matter of harvesting a healthy ovum from her sister Kim-ly, adding Don's contribution, and planting the tiny fetus in a hormone riddled Lanh. When the big day to start Operation Sue Lin arrived, the three nervously entered Dr. Schaeffer's practice and there Lanh and Kim-ly were subject to an interminable barrage of tests and examinations while Don could only sit in the waiting room and read a magazine. As he nervously waited, his sister-in-law Tam entered the office looking nervous herself. She sat down next to Don who greeted her with his usual, "Nyyaaaa, what's up Doc?"
"That's only funny once you know."
"Yeah, but it's fun to say." He gave an obviously nervous Tam a hug. "You here for normal girl stuff?" He noticed that she was more preoccupied than normal, he was worried about her.
"Yeah, girl stuff."
"If you need something, like an ear to chew or a shoulder to lean on, I'm here for you old girl." Calling Tam "old girl" usually rates a response, at least a punch in the arm, but Tam continued to stare at her hands in her lap with a blank expression on her beautiful face. Changing subject Don asked, "How was dinner on Friday?" Don had cooked a special dinner for her and Jake. It was
April Fool's Day
and he was sure they were going to prank each other but he left before they finished dinner.
"It was good, thank you." However, she remained silent about what was bothering her.
Don turned her face to him with a finger on her perfectly sculpted chin, this was the first time he had ever touched her face and when their eyes met, he realized that her beautiful, perfect dark brown eyes were filled with tears. "Darling," he whispered, "whatever it is I want to help. I owe you so much, I have the time and now I have the resources. Please, tell me how I can help."
She looked down at her tangled fingers and whispered, "While I'm taking care of this issue can you clean my house, do my laundry and take care of my boys, all four of them?"
"Yes. Yes, I can. Will you need a nurse?"
Tam looked at Don and the expression on his face was serious, she's never seen him more serious. "Maybe," she whispered.
"Done." He took out his phone and started typing. Seeing the terrified look on her face he said, "Please don't make any decisions you'll regret. You have a big family to help you."
Does he know? Does he realize what she's considering asking Doctor Schaeffer to do? Now Tam was having more doubts.
As he typed a medical assistant leaned out from the receptionist's office, "Doctor Campbell? We're ready for you."
"One second please," and he continued to type, then he turned to Tam and said, "Help is on the way, so hold off on any decisions you have to make. I even found a specialist to help you with Jake."
"Doctor Campbell?" repeated the assistant.
Don was smiling again when he said, "Well, I have to go, they need me. It sounds like a pedagogical emergency." He patted Tam's hand. "That's why I'm here. Ta!" and he disappeared behind a door following the medical assistant. As he left Tam searched through her memory for the definition of pedagogical... She pulled out her phone and saw a text message from a house cleaner asking when she can come and start and is tomorrow soon enough?
Then a quick google search revealed, "Pedagogical = the means of and pertaining to teaching." That's when she started laughing with an inelegant snort.
The tests were complete but now came an agonizing wait as the three of them sat in Dr. Schaeffer's office. Finally, Carla came in and smiled and shook their hands each in turn, "How is my favorite
menage á troi
doing?"
"It's been a difficult winter," said Lanh. The terror of being trapped under a car watching Karole slip away not knowing if she was dead... it still causes her nightmares. A sudden thought hit - will my nightmares affect the baby? Maybe we should stop this now before it gets too far.
"We got to lay in the sun and play on a private island in the tropics," sighed Kim-ly. That was truly a dream come true and she hoped that Don could arrange another visit. Actually, he had arranged another visit but for someone else.
"I'm sure that daddy liked that," said Carla as she poured over the test results on her computer. Don never remarked on that statement and Carla never noticed, she became deeply concerned with what she saw in the test results. "This can't be..." she flipped back and forth between pages of test results on her computer, there's no way that these test results could be true, but there they were. She stared hard and long and nothing changed, so she decided to accept what her tests revealed. "Excuse me," she said, "I'll be
right
back," and she stepped out of the office leaving the three alone and shocked.
"What the fuck?" said a shocked Kim-ly.
Lanh turned to Don, there was terror in her eyes. "Something is wrong," she said in a tiny, shaking voice. Don put an arm around her and held her hand with his free hand and gave her a kiss on her cheek. He was searching for something to say that would soothe her nerves, but he had a hollow feeling in his gut that she was right.
"This isn't right," whimpered Kim-ly. There was such fear in her voice that Don released Lanh's hand and put his arm around Kim-ly.
"Whatever it is, we do what we've been doing for years, we stick together, support each other, and deal with it," said Don, but there was a hollow, empty pit in his stomach. He wanted to cry also but he tried to keep calm, to be a shelter in the storm for Lanh and Kim-ly.
Carla soon returned to the office with several sheets of paper. "Sorry, I had to grab these off the printer," she said to no one in particular. She sat down at her desk, took a highlighter, and on each page, she highlighted something in neon yellow, then she handed a page each to Lanh and to Kim-ly and she gave two pages to Don. "I'm sorry, but we can't proceed with our plans."
"What? Why!" demanded Kim-ly. She rattled the page that Carla handed to her.
"Not again," whimpered Lanh. "Not again," she crumpled her test results and started to weep.