Not So Pleasant Surprises (7/?)

Title: Not So Pleasant Surprises (7/?)
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!

Chapter 1
Chapter 2 
Chapter 3 
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
 

 7

“Hello…” a voice said coming from a woman about the size of Frank, as she entered through the large wooden door.

Gerard just smiled in return, sitting on the edge of the hospital bed.  There was a chair, a bed, a stool and what looked like a TV on steroids.  There were buttons, wands, cords and God knows what else on jutting from the thing.

“I am Amber.  I will be doing your ultrasound today.”  She said extending her hand to Gerard and then to Frank.

The guys introduced themselves quickly.

“Ok Mr. Way I will need you to lie back on the bed.  You may put your head on the pillow if you wish.  I also need you to unbutton your pants and pull them down just a bit as well as your underwear.”  The lady instructed. 

She pulled what looked like a napkin out of a cabinet under the machine’s table.  She unfolded it in a huge pop.  This caused Gerard to jump.

The lady noticed.

“Have you ever had an ultrasound done?”  She asked waiting for Gerard to pull his jeans down a bit.

“No.”  He answered, his hands visibly shaking as he slid his pants down.

He didn’t know if he was more nervous about: the ultrasound, or what type of tumor he was going to have.

Frank saw his hands shaking.  He got up from his chair and moved to the side of the bed without the machine.

“Well it isn’t going to hurt a bit.  I will simply take some ultrasonic gel and squirt it on your stomach.  Then I will take one of those wands and pass it over several spots on your abdomen.  That’s all there is to it.”  She said, as she took the large drape and tucked it into Gerard’s unbuttoned pants and underwear.

He blushed when her hand grazed the top of his member.  It didn’t seem to faze her at all.

Frank slipped up beside Gerard and took hold of his trembling hand.  Gerard glanced up at him realizing how good it felt having him there, having him know the truth.  He now knew all there was to know about him.  There were no more secrets and he liked that a lot.

“I am just going to lift your shirt to your chest.”  The lady said as she slowly raised the hem of the solid black tee.

Frank continued to hold his hand patting it gently with his other.

“This should be warm.”  Amber said as she squeezed the gel onto Gerard’s stomach.

Gerard just lay there waiting.

Frank moved a bit to see the screen of the machine.  He had no idea what he was seeing.

The tech checked the chart again.  She looked back up at the screen moving the wand with the other hand.  She started to punch buttons on the keyboard below the screen. 

“Your stomach looks normal.”  She said moving the wand around and down towards his intestines.

Gerard looked up to the screen.  He had to strain to see it.

“Oh here let me angle it and I will tell you what I’m looking at.”  The lady tilted the screen slightly towards Gerard.

“That is your stomach and this is your intestines.  Everything looks completely normal there.”  She assured him.

“Ok let’s have a look and see if you have any cysts on your ovary.”  She said bluntly.

Gerard sort of cringed at the comment.  This was the first time anyone had openly discussed his female organs in front of anyone other than his parents.

“Well that’s odd.”  She stated staring at the screen.

“Everything ok?” Gerard asked looking at the screen wondering what he was seeing.

“Oh there is nothing wrong; there is just active ovum in your ovary.”  She told him.

“What?”  Gerard asked sort of snarling his lip in confusion.

“An ovum is the egg females produce during their cycles.  There are two active ova in your ovary.”  She said pointing to two small dark spots inside a fuzzy gray circle.

“Oh,” Gerard paused, “I thought the only thing that thing did was produce hormones.”  Gerard said in a perplexed tone.

“Apparently not, it seems there…” she said continuing across his lower pelvic area to the other side. 

“Wait…” She said cutting her own words off coming back to the center of his abdomen directly above his pubic bone with the wand.

The technicians face went blank.  She held the wand in place and wasn’t moving it anymore.  Frank and Gerard were both squinting trying to make out what they were seeing. 

“What?  What is it?  Did you find a fibroid?”  Gerard asked with a slight panic in his voice.

She said nothing.  Frank leaned in closer. 

“What is that blinking there on the screen?”  Frank asked finding it weird that something in Gerard’s belly would be blinking.

“Uh… its ok just sit tight.  I need to go fax something right quick.” She said to them tearing a long sheet of paper from the side of the machine. 

She disappeared out the door saying she would be right back.  She instructed Gerard to stay like he was.

“What the hell could be going on?”  Gerard asked slamming his head back on the pillow in anger. 

“Shhh... it’s ok.  Try not to get worked up until we know what’s happening.”  Frank told Gerard as he continued to stroke the other man’s hand.

The clock on the wall proved the tech had been gone for at least 30 minutes.  The door opened and the tech entered apologizing for her long absence.  She was immediately followed by Gerard’s physician.

“Hello there.”  The doctor said to Gerard as he entered. 

Gerard immediately released Frank’s hand shoving his own down by his side.

“Is everything okay?”  Gerard asked loudly and with his lack of patience beginning to show.

“I really think you are fine, I just need to take a look at things.”  The doctor tried to assure him.

“Please tell us what is going on.”  Gerard begged.

“Ok here we go.”  The doctor guided as the technician centered the wand on the flashing object.

“Well I’ll be damned…” the doctor said leaving his mouth hanging wide open.

Gerard strained to see.

Frank’s eyes widened, as he watch the flashing object move on its own.

“Holy shit what is that?”  Gerard asked seeing the thing move with his own eyes.

“Is that…” Franks statement trailed off.

“Yes it is.”

“It’s a fetus.”  The doctor confirmed.

“Wait what?”  Gerard said confused.

“This was the enlargement that I felt yesterday during your exam, Mr. Way.”  The doctor explained.

“It’s not a fibroid mass… it’s a fetus.”  The doctor continued.

Frank's mouth was still hanging open and Gerard couldn’t seem to wrap his mind around what was happening. 

“We are going to need to run a few blood tests.  This is an absolute first for me.”  The doctor said still in amazement.

“What exactly does this mean?”  Gerard asked still confused.

The doctor stood up and walked up beside the bed.  Gerard lifted his shoulders up with his elbows, his eyes burning a hole in the doctor.

“Gerard… you are a very unique individual.  You know you have a functioning ovary.  You also have a functioning uterus.  In that functioning uterus you have a very real fetus.  You sir, are pregnant.”  The doctor said taking a small black note book from his lab coat pocket.

“But you always said the only thing those organs could do was produce hormones.”  Gerard said accusingly.

“Yes and they do.  They also do more than we apparently thought they would,” said the doctor.

“The fetus is doing well.  It looks to be of about a 13 week gestation.  This is the reason for the elevated hormone levels and your sickness.” The doctor advised.

“Dude its morning sickness!”  Frank realized slowly, forgetting where he was and who was in the room. 

Frank was still staring at the frozen image of the fetus on the machine’s screen.

“But how, I mean could something even grow inside me like that?”  Gerard asked, a million horrifying images of the thing bursting from the man's gut on the movie Alien, flashing in his mind.

“You have a very normal uterus.  You have the hormones present to sustain the pregnancy.  I am not completely sure how this is going to work as this is my first experience with it.  We can of course take care of it if you would like for us too.  And in the process we can remove the female organs.”  The doctor tried to explain.

“What like an abortion?”  Frank interrupted.

Gerard rubbed his hand over his face and through his hair not comprehending franks statement.

“No, wait, it’s alive, right?”  Gerard asked frowning in confusion still.

“Yes it is very much a normal fetus for its gestation.  Assuming of course it is the week gestation it is meant to be.  There is no way for us to know when your ovary released an egg, as you do not have a monthly cycle.  We are going to run some tests and see if we can determine by your hormone levels exactly how far along that says you are.”  The doctor explained. 

“Okay,” Gerard agreed still thinking about the scene from the movie with the alien.

He put his hands over his face and laid there. 

“Ok this is a lot to take in.  We will give you a minute and someone will be back to collect a blood sample.”  The doctor said realizing Gerard was becoming upset.

Frank remained silent. 

Gerard sat up and took his hands away from his face.  He removed the cloth from his lower half. 

He said nothing.

He walked over to the wall where there was a sink and paper towels.  He calmly got one out of the dispenser and wiped his stomach clean.  He stopped wiping and was still for a moment. 

He pulled his pants up, hard to button but he managed.  He wiped the gel from his hand and placed the paper towel in the garbage beside him.  Frank was still standing in the place he had been.  He watched Gerard’s motions.

Gerard sat back down on the end of the bed, slumping forward slightly. 

Frank began to ease towards him. 

Gerard stood up unexpectedly, causing Frank to stop his movement.

 In one swift motion Gerard kicked the metal garbage can sending it into the wall.  He whirled around and grabbed the chair lifting it up from its place in the corner.  He was stopped.  He felt hands on his.  He looked up.  He saw Frank’s face, blurry behind his tears.

Gerard let go of the chair and Frank placed it back down on the floor.

Gerard collapsed onto the small man.  Frank stumbled backwards from the force of Gerard’s body.  He was, by all accounts boo-hoo-ing.  Frank wrapped his tattooed arms around him squeezing him as tightly as he could.  Gerard was talking but he couldn’t make out a word he was saying.  The poor man was shaking from head to toe really. 

“Why… why this… why me Frankie?”  Gerard asked sobbing profusely on Frank's shoulder. 

“Shhh.  It’s is all going to be okay.”  Frank tried to reassure him, it's all he could think to say. 

He really didn’t know what the hell was going on, but he knew he had to be there for Gerard.  He was a mess.

The dreaded knock at the door came.  Gerard jumped from Frank's grasp and started wiping his eyes trying to straighten himself up. 

“Mr. Way, I need to get a blood sample,” the new nurse informed him.

Gerard sat down on the end of the bed waiting for her to do her duty.  He was so upset he couldn’t even be bothered with the thought of a needle going into his arm.  He was sitting there… broken.

He was broken he thought to himself.  His insides had betrayed him.  If he hadn’t been such a freak from birth he wouldn’t be in this mess.  He was finally making a name for himself, a life for himself; now this… this horrible fact that couldn’t be ignored.

“There we go.  The doctor will be right with you.”  The nurse said bringing Gerard’s mind back to the gravity of the situation. She quickly left the room.

He could feel the tears coming again.  He stood up and walked into the bathroom.  He bent over the toilet feeling extremely sick.  He gagged slightly feeling the contents of his stomach threatening to spill into the toilet.  He gagged again.  Soon he was vomiting. 

He wiped his mouth and stood up.  He knew the cause of it now.  He knew why he was throwing up day in and day out.  He wasn’t stupid… he knew what girls went through when they were pregnant.  He had aunts, cousins, and friends that had been pregnant.

Pregnant… that word made him nauseous just thinking about it.

He walked out of the bathroom.  He noticed the doctor standing there. 

“Ah Mr. Way, here is a prescription for Reglan.  This should help the morning sickness.”

 Gerard shuddered at the word. 

“Once you get that under control you will be able to eat once more.  Try to drink as much water as possible and keep yourself hydrated.  The sickness usually passes after the first trimester so you should be getting over that soon.  Also don’t be surprised if you feel dull cramps.  That is normal with all the stretching going on inside.  However, if you experience any bleeding at all or severe abdominal pain… please call my office at once.”  The doctor explained handing Gerard the prescription.

He took the prescription out of the doctor’s hand.  He looked at it and folded in half, shoving it into his jeans pocket. 

“It will be after five this evening before I have your test results back.  I suggest you go home and think about what you would like to do.  We must take care of this soon.”  The doctor explained.

“Okay.”  Gerard said looking down at the floor. 

“Alright then you are free to go, expect a call from me after 5.”  The doctor repeated as he exited.