Lucas and I made an immediate appointment with a doctor to have the baby checked. I knew the other Sasha took care of herself, and him, but she’d been through so much with my body, and I wanted to make sure everything was okay.
Lucas held my hand in the waiting room. Every time a nurse opened the door and called another patient, I squeezed his hand.
“Sasha, what’s wrong?”
“I’m just… worried. What if something isn’t right with the baby?”
He patted my hand. “I’m sure everything is fine.” He kissed the back of my hand.
I was called next and we went into the exam room. Without going into any details about the alternate realities and body swapping, I explained that I’d been kidnapped, had a rough few months, and was concerned about the baby’s health.
“We’ll take a blood sample and perform an ultrasound,” the nurse suggested.
I lay back on the exam table. Lucas held my hand the entire time.
“No matter what, I love you and our baby, okay?” He kissed my forehead.