Another two weeks passed, and the day of Emily's doctor appointment came. Scott accompanied her to the office and impatiently waited while Emily went through the normal poke and prod check up. Even though she had been going to Liz for years, this time, she felt very uncomfortable because she didn't know who the father was. She asked the nurse to get Scott when they took her for the sonogram.
She was already on the table and waiting when Scott walked in the door. He took her hand, standing up towards the top of the exam table. The nurse put the jelly down and slid the transducer around her belly, adjusting the picture. She chatted a little bit, easing the tension in the room.
"Mrs. Richmon, you think you are at the four month mark?"
"That's what we figured out, but we were not so sure. I guess we'll find out soon." she smiled awkwardly, "My husband thinks I'm further along because of my size."
"Well, let's just see how far along we are." The picture became a little clearer and started putting little marks on the screen. Emily looked at it, trying to make out the shapes the marks made, and then she gasped, clenching Scott's hand extremely tight. Tears rolled from her face.
"Mom?" he whispered, "What's wrong?"
"Look." she whispered and pointed, showing him what she saw. He couldn't quite make it out, and then realized he was looking at more than he expected.
"Mom? Is that what I think it is?"
"Twins. Mrs. Richmon it's twins."
"Oh my god!" Emily mumbled. She looked at Scott, swallowing hard.
"Here's one, and here's the other," the nurse added, showing the outline each of them. She clicked off the pictures and printed them out, quickly writing things down in the file and handing the photographs to Emily.
Emily took them, her hands shaking. After that, there was no question in her mind, or heart, about whom she was pregnant by.
"Well, Mrs. Richmon, I'll let the doctor know and give you time to catch your breath. I'm sure she will want to see you briefly before you leave."
"Thank you." Emily could hardly speak. The nurse left them and Scott helped Emily from the table.
"No wonder you're growing so quickly," he stated. Feeling her shake holding her steady.
Scott took the pictures from Emily, looking over them. He was just as shocked. Many things floated through his head. He didn't know what to say to her as he kissed her cheek.
Emily leaned against the table in awe of her circumstances. Could it be true. Was she carrying a child for each of them? It wasn't far fetched, she had heard of women carrying twins of different fathers before, and twins coming out looking different because of the different blood lines and such.
She put her hands on her tummy and rubbed, taking a deep breath. "Well, my little ones, I guess well see who you look like in about five or six months. I hope I can handle the two of you. I may be walking sideways for awhile," she giggled to herself, then looked up and whispered, "Scott, we should go see your dad."
They walked out of the room, stopping long enough to speak to Liz, before they headed back to the hospital to see Eric. She held the photographs tightly, excited to tell Eric the news.
When they arrived at the hospital, and entered Eric's room, he was gone and the whole room was empty. Emily panicked, because no one had called her to tell her anything had happened to him. Scott heard her gasp, and put his arm around her.
"Wait mom, I'll go see. They may have just taken him for some tests or something."
"I'm all right. Just go see what's going on."
