Not So Pleasant Surprises (4/?)

Title: Not So Pleasant Surprises (4/?)
Author: Kizzymie
Rating: NC-17 later on 
Pairing: Gerard/Frank and mentions of the women they keep.
POV: 3rd i think sort of Gerard centric in most places
Summary: They think they know him... but they have no idea.  The surprises just keep coming.
Disclaimer: MCR, Their wives, gf's and others are not mine.  If I owned MCR i would be rich and wouldnt be here writing this.
Author's Notes: This is my first mpreg so be gentle.  There is a bit of a back story in chapter 3 so hang in there with me!
Beta:  oh_i_swear... I suppose this is dedicated to you as well since you started my new obsession!

WARNING WARNING WARNING:  The following chapter is very um how shall i say... not appropriate for anyone NOT into mpreg and all its possiblities.  Ok now read on.

Chapter 1
Chapter 2 
Chapter 3 

Chapter 4

Gerard clicked his heels against the exam table, biting his fingernails and cuticles nervously. 

“He needs to hurry the fuck up.”  Gerard muttered.

He couldn’t be still; he began to fidget more and more. 

What will they want to do to me this time?  He wondered to himself.

He was nauseous yet again but so far no vomit had made an appearance.

The doctor entered the room.  “So Mr. Way what seems to be going on with you?”  He asked sitting down on his rolling stool.

“Well I have been very sick at my stomach for what seems to be weeks.  At first it was simply nausea and then in the last four days it’s turned into spells of vomiting.  I am tired.  I am sleeping at all hours of the day and I just feel horrible over all.”  Gerard told the doctor in one full breath.

“Well let’s get some vitals and see what is going on.  We’ll get a CBC to test for anemia and a few other things.  We will also run a thyroid screen and make sure everything is ok there.”  The doctor said as he took out his stethoscope and listened to Gerard’s lungs.

“Everything sounds good with your lungs.”  The doctor offered.

“Okay now let’s lay you back and have a feel.  I am checking for any abdominal pain or soreness.”  He said as he pulled out an extension to the table so Gerard’s legs wouldn’t hang aimlessly as he examined his abdomen.

The physician pressed above his pelvic bone and slowly up above his belly button.

”Any tenderness here?”  The doctor asked pressing in a certain spot.

“No sir.” Gerard replied honestly.

“And here?”  The doctor asked again, pressing in a different spot.

Again he replied “No.”

He asked some personal questions about his bodily functions and their regularity and such.  All seemed to be in order with them.

“Okay then lets get those blood tests going.”  The words that Gerard was dreading.

Luckily they knew him here and knew the fits he used to throw as a child, when they wanted to take blood.

It was mere minutes before the nurse was there with her kit.  He was already nauseous, but this was making it worse.

“Ok Mr. Way roll up your sleeve please.  I will make this as quick and painless as possible.”  The nurse said with a smile.

“Yeah,” he stated with a sarcastic smile.

“Ah, now it’s ok,” the nurse reassured him.

Gerard closed his eyes as tight as the fist he had to make.  He felt the cold needle slide into his vein and started to see spots. 

“I think I’m going to pass out.”  He said breathlessly.

“Ok, ok almost done take deep breaths… and there, all done.”  She said as she slid the needle from his pale arm, replacing it with a cotton ball and bandage.

“The doctor will be back in soon with the results.  Just lay back and rest since you feel a bit woozy.”  She instructed, adjusting the pillow on the examination table.

Gerard lay there hoping there wouldn’t be more blood tests or any other tests in general.  His thoughts turned to Frank.  He wondered what he and Jamia were doing.  She accepted Frankie for who he was… and who he was included Gerard.  She never had any qualms about them.  Gerard liked her, but secretly wished Frank hadn’t married her.  That was selfish and he knew it, but that’s how he felt.

His thoughts were interrupted by the door opening.  He sat up quickly, getting light headed.

“Slow down there.  Take it easy don’t get up too quickly.”  The doctor advised.

He continued to a sitting position.  “So what’s the verdict?”  He asked.

“Well I’m still not sure yet.  Your hormones are a bit imbalanced.  Your progesterone and estrogen levels are extremely elevated.  It could signal a problem with your ovary.  There was a bit of inflammation when I was examining your abdomen earlier.  Nothing to be too concerned about I don’t believe, but I would like a closer examination to rule out cysts or fibroids.”  The doctor went into further detail and Gerard seemed to zone out a bit.

He was brought back to reality when he heard the doctor say internal exam. 

“What?  Why do you need to do that?”  Gerard asked in an almost frightened voice.

“You have had it done before and it will help me get a better gage of what is going on in there.  I believe your nausea is due to the spike in your hormones.  That is what is leading me to believe it could be the female organs acting up.”  The doctor explained.

“Ok, I am going to go get the nurse.  While I am gone please undress from the waist down and put this drape over your front.”  The doctor told him, handing him a drape from a drawer against the wall.

Gerard gritted his teeth, dreading what was to come.  The last time they had to do this was when he was twelve.  He remembered it like it was yesterday.  It hurt more than he could stand.  He knew it wouldn’t be as bad because he had “experience” in that area, so to speak.

He plopped back down, his bare ass crinkling the paper that covered the skinny table.  He nervously bit his nails again.

There was a knock at the door.  The doctor appeared and entered quickly followed by the nurse.

The nurse started to move parts of the table around.  He recognized the stirrups and knew exactly what they were for.  He was mortified. 

“Alright please place your feet in the stirrups and scoot to the end of the table.  I need your bottom part of the way off.”  The doctor told him.

“This is just lovely.”  Gerard murmured under his breath.

“Ok this is going to be a bit cold as I insert my fingers. Please try and relax as much as possible.”  The doctor asked of him.

That was easier said than done.  He did have a man’s hand up his ass and it wasn’t Frankie’s.

“Ugh,” Gerard grunted in discomfort.

“Just try to stay as relaxed as possible.”  The doctor repeated, reaching over the sheet to press on his abdomen with his other hand.

“Ok I want you to take a deep breath in and when I say, let it out slowly.”  The doctor instructed as he pushed his fingers further inside him.

His breath hitched as he felt the fingers pass into the other canal that connected with his female organs.  Something he did not enjoy or appreciate in the least.

“Deep breath now Mr. Way, almost finished.”  The doctor assured him.

“Mmmmm,” Gerard hummed, the pain becoming very sharp.

He was relieved when he felt the fingers slowly leave his body.  He sighed, a painful twinge remaining.

He saw the nurse disappear between his legs and felt his face flush a bright shade of red.   He was splayed for all to see and with a light shining on his business to add to the shame.  Sure they had seen it all before, but that didn’t help his feelings any.  She swiped away the extra lubrication from his backside and helped him out of the stirrups.

“I have a couple of questions… Do you engage in anal intercourse?” The doctor asked.

Gerard thought he would die.  “Yes.”  He answered.

“Does your intercourse involve multiple partners?” He asked Gerard in a clinical tone.

“No.”  So he lied a little bit, but he hardly counted his wife.  Technically he didn’t have intercourse with her in that way.

“Do you wear protection?”  He continued his questioning.

Gerard blushed.  “Not usually.”

“Okay then.”  The doctor said closing Gerard’s medical file.

“Well… did the exam tell you anything?” Gerard asked, hoping he wouldn’t have to endure anymore tests.

“Yes I think you have what we call a fibroid tumor.”  The doctor told him.

“A tumor!”  Gerard almost yelled at the doctor. 

“No not the type of tumor you are thinking of.  It is non-cancerous.  It’s made up of fibrous tissue that grows together into a mass.”  The doctor explained in detail.

“But… the only way to be sure is an ultrasound of your abdomen.  That will give us a clear view of what is going on with you.  If it is a fibroid we will need to go in and remove it and most likely your female organs.  This tends to be what happens in situations such as the one you are in.  If one set of organs aren’t removed in the beginning there are usually problems that arise that require one set to be removed later in life.”  The doctor told him point blank.

Gerard nodded in agreement.  He didn’t want surgery but if it was going to fix all his ills permanently it would be fine by him.  He was sick to death of all the flare ups and hormone issues he had to deal with every few months.

Gerard was allowed to dress and go to the front desk.  There he was given an appointment sheet to take with him the following day. 

“Mr. Way, you will need to take this form and go to the outpatient center at the Medical Center next door.  Sign in at the front desk and they will call you back for the ultrasound.  You won’t need to fill out any papers.  We will be sending them all of your information today.”  The receptionist explained.

“Ok thank you.”  He said tucking the paper under his arm heading out the door.