Part 13 (2/2)

”Okay. I called your doctor in China. Dr. Carlton, do you remember him?” She did, but not all that well. ”He was out of Beijing. Pi was almost helpful in finding him. She kept calling him 'Cutty-town.' Took me forever to figure it out. Anyway, I called him after you were brought in.

He sent me your records.” He flopped down on her bed as he spoke.

”He was the doctor that I saw when Nathan and I got married. He did a physical on us both.

Mrs. Wallace, Nathan's mother, said it was to make sure I wasn't bringing any diseases to her son.”

”Right.” Damon grinned. ”That's what he said too. Did you ever get in touch with him afterwards or even after the divorce?”

”No. I...we went forward with the wedding, so I figured everything was all right. I didn't see any reason to contact him. Why?” She didn't like his look. He looked like he was going to impart some news, and she was sure she didn't want to hear it.

”Here, read this. It was part of the file he sent over.” She took the paper and started reading.

It was in Chinese so she didn't read it out loud.

”I don't understand why I would care about how I could adopt now. Nathan and I aren't even married anymore. Why are you doing this?”

”Oh dear. Wrong section.” He s.h.i.+fted through the file and handed her another sheet. ”I meant to give you this one.”

Dane read it and looked up sharply at Damon. ”Is this true?” Then she looked at Jamie.

”Yes. He was surprised when he read it in the paper after your very public divorce and had tried to reach you, but you had moved without a forwarding number. He said he mailed you several letters, but I'm thinking maybe your ex-husband waylaid them.” Damon smiled at her.

”Honey? What is it? What's it say?” She handed Jamie the paper. It didn't occur to her that he couldn't read it until he said so.

”It says that Nathan is sterile.” Dane looked down at the sheet of paper again. ”That due to an infection as a child that left him with a very high temperature, his sperm count is zero. He couldn't get me pregnant, not that I couldn't get pregnant. He told me I was sterile. That I couldn't get pregnant. Nathan never told me it was because of him.” Jamie looked confused. She was sure it would come to him soon. And when it did, he hurt himself trying to get up from the chair.

”Then we can have a baby? Our own? That's wonderful news, isn't it?” She smiled at him and nodded her head. Neither of them could move together much, so they held hands and kissed.

”Well, that's not technically true.” Damon told him with a laugh. ”You see when you came in, they did a battery of tests. I didn't want to take the chance that he shot you up with something and not find out until you were in the operating room. Good thing too. We could keep the more dangerous meds out of your system. Congratulations, you're going to have a baby. I'd say from the size of your uterus, you're about four weeks gone. Gives you a due date the same as Morgan.”

”Holy cow, a baby. We're having a baby. We have to get married right away,” Jamie said with a smile.

”I'd say so, yes.” Damon didn't move, but still looked odd. He still looked like he had something important to say. Or something he wanted Jamie to say.

Jamie sobered quickly. ”Holy s.h.i.+t, Mom is going to kill me.”

”Oh yeah. That's a definite.” Then Damon burst out laughing.

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