Page 13 of Dreaming of His Omega
“It's kind of a long story,” I said softly.
She looked from the form to me and back at the form. “Let me take these measurements,” she said slowly. “And I'm going to need to have the doctor come in to speak with you.”
I nodded. She went back to rubbing the device across my stomach. I watched as she used the computer to draw lines and shapes across the screen on various parts of the baby. Little numbers popped up s she did, and I assumed those were the measurements she was talking about. She moved the wand around again jabbing uncomfortably on underside of my abdomen. The baby kicked at it angrily and I laughed.
“You said you wanted to know the gender, right?”
My breath caught. “Yes, please.”
She drew a little arrow on the screen and said, “Looks like it’s a boy.”
I looked at the screen. I couldn't for the life of me decipher what I was looking at. But the arrow was most definitely pointing to a little protrusion. “It's a boy,” I murmured, feeling tears prick the corners of my eyes.
“Without a doubt,” she said. “Congratulations.”
“Thank you.” Traviel would be so happy. I swallowed back a lump in my throat. If he ever knew...
“There,” she said. “That's all we needed.” She handed me a long strip of what I realized, with delight, were pictures.
“Thank you,” I said genuinely.
“I'm going to go get the doctor now,” she said. “Just wait.”
I nodded. “Okay.” I waited for what seemed like an eternity. At last, the doctor came in.
“Hello, I’m Dr. Evans,” he said. “I understand there's a little problem with your medical history and your memory?”
“It’s not like that, exactly,” I said. “It’s um… really kind of complicated. I woke up this morning…”
~~~***~~~
All the way home I prayed that Traviel would be there, but the house was empty.
“Do you need anything?” Falkanar asked.
I shook my head sadly. “No.”
“You sure?” His eyes darted down to my large belly. “Will you be okay alone?”
“I’m fine, and so is the baby. I can manage. Thank you though, really.” I extended a hand and he shook it. “I mean it, thank you,” I repeated with a small smile. “It’s nice to have a friend here.”
“Likewise.” My eyes narrowed a bit with confusion, and he grinned sadly. “I blow in and out of places so fast, I hardly have time to make friends, myself.” He started to go, then turned back. “Hey, I can’t promise I won’t feel the itch to leave town any day now, but I’ll stick around, in case you need me, for as long as I can.”
“Just to help me out?” I asked, surprised.
He shrugged. “Don’t meet too many elves. I also… I dunno. I find my way to Vale Valley a lot. I feel like maybe someday I’ll meet my mate here. Settle down, break the curse…” He forced a smile. “Thing is, my mate has to be a wandering elf, too. Otherwise it doesn’t work.”
“How can you possibly meet your mate if you’re both constantly wandering?”
“That’s the bitch of it,” Falkanar said. “You’re the only elf, sorry, elves, in Vale Valley. Maybe if I stick close, another will show up. Anyway, I’ll stop by tomorrow to check in.”
“Thanks, Falkanar.”
After he left, I puttered aimlessly around the house, searching for any sign Traviel had been here. Eventually, I found myself outside and went into the greenhouse. I sank heavily onto the stool and sighed. The plants would need watering. My eyes drifted to the unfinished flower arrangement.
“—appreciate it, Ms. Vale. Uh…”
I jumped at the sound of Traviel’s voice and whirled around. He was standing in the middle of the greenhouse, one hand outstretched and a look of confusion on his face. He slowly lowered his arm and looked up at me.
