Prompt: White Stuff in a Test Tube (I finally did it for you,
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Characters: Obviously, Ami and Zoe with Charis
Warnings: Telling Summary Story rather than a Showing Story
This time was different. They’d spent six months discussing it rather than six years, and most of the conversation centered around whether or not they should test Charis, since there would be no questions with this child. They decided no.
This time they both were put on a drug regimen and Zoe had to go through a rather invasive and uncomfortable procedure that had Ami babying her for a couple of days afterwards.
This time there was no conception bed, but it happened in a sterile environment, using only the best medical equipment available, and was completed with Ami’s feet in stirrups, a doctor-not her mother!-between her legs, and Zoe holding her hand at her side.
This time a little six year old girl helped take care of Mommy when she was tired or getting sick, and all the sudden they were able to remember that this was still special.
This time two sets of hands, one smaller one larger, moved to Ami’s stomach every time she grimaced.
This time Charis insisted that she be able to talk to the baby and told her new baby brother or sister everything that he or she needed to know about the world.
This time, all the adults knew who the father was, though he waited with his brothers during the delivery.
And this time, when a beaming grandma handed her tired daughter in law the child that her exhausted daughter had just given birth to, it was a little boy that Zoe was holding, and she instantly fell in love with the heir to the North even as she gently placed him in her wife’s arms.
This time was different, but in the end, it was exactly the same.