A Trip to the Doctor (Fic for sands-in-mexico)

[texan_housewife]

Sandra sat in the waiting room at the doctor’s office, fidgeting anxiously. The doctor was running late, and she just needed to know. She’d been feeling sick to her stomach, off and on, for a few weeks, and she just knew something serious was going on. She didn’t get nauseous, not often. And never, ever lasting this long.

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[sands_in_mexico]

Sheldon was sitting at his desk at the office, still unable to go out into the field which was fine by him. He was getting too old to chase around a bunch of snot nosed rookies and the promotion landed him a nice position though he never liked wearing a suit and tie

[texan_housewife]

Sandra had gone home, spending a few hours in bemused anxiety, too many emotions to deal with flooding her system. She glanced up at the clock, then pulled out her phone. Sheldon should be off by now...

[sands_in_mexico]

His phone rang and touched the button on his bluetooth to answer it. "Yeah, hello." One of the things that Sheldon hardly does anymore is look at the caller I.D. He had a separate ring tone for his custom groups and Sandra had her own entirely different ring tone. "What's up, babydoll?"

[texan_housewife]

"Sheldon, what're ya doin' tonight?" She bit her lip, drumming her fingers on the counter. She hoped he could come over. She didn't want to worry longer than she had to.