Smallville: Chloe/Clark & Dr. Hamilton: "Positive?"
Title: Positive?
Fandom: Smallville
Pairings: Chloe/Clark
Rating: PG
Warnings/Spoilers: AU. Mpreg.
Summary: He's been oddly sick lately so Chloe forced him to go to Dr. Hamilton. He found out something completely unexpected.
Notes: Written for International Mpreg Day, which is today. This is my first mpreg fic, so forgive if it sucks... I hope to expand this if people like it, so please let me know what you think.
“I’m what?”
“He’s what?”
Dr. Emil Hamilton cleared his throat, even with all his experiences with aliens and their unique physiologies he couldn’t quite believe this one. It just seemed so… well, wrong. Although growing up in a planet where it was women that took care of this part contributed to his thoughts on the matter.
“You’re pregnant, Mr. Kent.”
Clark continued to stare at the doctor in shock. Chloe glanced over to Clark’s belly, and now that she was looking he did seem a little rounder than usual. Huh.
“How in the heck can this happen?”
“I’m not exactly sure, according to my research Kryptonians gave birth just like humans. The only thing I could think is did you get hit with anything lately?”
“Hit with something?” Clark questioned.
Chloe gasped in shock. “You got hit with some sort of laser during the mission against the new 33.1 in Dallas. Your senses went crazy when you got hit with it - I remember because I thought they found a new vulnerability for you and I was afraid I was going to lose you.”
“Yeah I felt a little weird when the thing hit me, but nothing new.” Clark answered her, trying to rational her theory… He just had to be sick of some sort - he couldn’t be pregnant.
“Maybe you’re right Clark, but I really don’t think so… you didn’t start to get sick until after that mission.”
“Are you absolutely positive I’m-I’m-I--”
Knowing that Clark was in shock still and probably wouldn’t be able accept his findings, Hamilton smiled sadly at the young hero.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Kent, but I’m 100% on this.”
THE END... or to be continued?
Fandom: Smallville
Pairings: Chloe/Clark
Rating: PG
Warnings/Spoilers: AU. Mpreg.
Summary: He's been oddly sick lately so Chloe forced him to go to Dr. Hamilton. He found out something completely unexpected.
Notes: Written for International Mpreg Day, which is today. This is my first mpreg fic, so forgive if it sucks... I hope to expand this if people like it, so please let me know what you think.
“I’m what?”
“He’s what?”
Dr. Emil Hamilton cleared his throat, even with all his experiences with aliens and their unique physiologies he couldn’t quite believe this one. It just seemed so… well, wrong. Although growing up in a planet where it was women that took care of this part contributed to his thoughts on the matter.
“You’re pregnant, Mr. Kent.”
Clark continued to stare at the doctor in shock. Chloe glanced over to Clark’s belly, and now that she was looking he did seem a little rounder than usual. Huh.
“How in the heck can this happen?”
“I’m not exactly sure, according to my research Kryptonians gave birth just like humans. The only thing I could think is did you get hit with anything lately?”
“Hit with something?” Clark questioned.
Chloe gasped in shock. “You got hit with some sort of laser during the mission against the new 33.1 in Dallas. Your senses went crazy when you got hit with it - I remember because I thought they found a new vulnerability for you and I was afraid I was going to lose you.”
“Yeah I felt a little weird when the thing hit me, but nothing new.” Clark answered her, trying to rational her theory… He just had to be sick of some sort - he couldn’t be pregnant.
“Maybe you’re right Clark, but I really don’t think so… you didn’t start to get sick until after that mission.”
“Are you absolutely positive I’m-I’m-I--”
Knowing that Clark was in shock still and probably wouldn’t be able accept his findings, Hamilton smiled sadly at the young hero.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Kent, but I’m 100% on this.”
THE END... or to be continued?