It's been twelve weeks. Three months. You were already getting a baby bump. It was also a little bigger then normal. Later that day, you and Newt were planning to see Dr. Pilsbury for the twelve week scan (Yes, she has all the technology to do so because she was a doctor from WICKED and stole PLENTY of supplies from the labs and such).
Your morning sickness has gone down, now it was dizziness and headaches. You were stuck in your tent. A bed was made for you and Newt and was at the height of your waist. It was easy to get up from bed and back into bed as long as someone helped you.
It was strange because when Newt was at work, the other guys took turns and almost never left your side. You noticed Gally was the one who was with you the most and you found that odd hence his attitude towards others.
Once Newt finished with his work, the two of you headed down to Dr. Pilsbury for the scan. "Hello you two. How are yo today?" she asked. "Good." the two of you say in unison. "How's the morning sickness, Y/N?" Dr. Pillsbury asked you. "It's pretty much subsided. Now I'm worried about headaches and dizziness." you reply. "That's completely normal around the twelfth week of pregnancy. Could you lay down for me?" she asked. You place yourself on the bed and layed down. She turned on the screen that would show the sonogram of your child. You lifted your stomach and she put the blue gel all over your stomach. It was chilly. She then pressed the wand for the sonogram on your stomach. The screen showed the fetus. You exchanged looks with Newt and smiled. Ms. Pillsbury started to move the stick around.
"Whoah." Ms. Pillsbury said. "What? What's wrong?" you asked, worriedly. "Nothing. Except there's two more!" Ms. Pillsbury said. "What?" you asked, shocked. "Congratulations. You're having triplets!" Ms. Pillsbury announced. You exchange looks with Newt. Both of you seemed shocked and excited at the same time. He grips your hand tight.
The both of you look at the sonogram of your children. They were only the size of plums, but yet you could tell they were all going to be beautiful. You couldn't wait to experience the feeling of holding them for the first time, teaching them to walk, teaching them how to talk, teaching them how to read and do math, teaching them the ways of life and how it should be. You wanted the best for them and for them to live happy lives. No secrets, no violence, no post-apocolyptic war.
Ms. Pillsbury turned the sonogram off after a few moments. "You're next appointment is in eight weeks when you're 20 weeks pregnant. Hopefully, we'll be able to determine the genders of your three children." Ms. Pillsbury said, as she hands you a disk, which had the sonogram on it, so you can show everyone else. "Thank you." you say to Ms. Pillsbury as you took the disk. You and Newt then left the medical tent and headed back towards your tent.
"Triplets. I can't believe it." Newt said. "Yeah. Everyone's gonna flip." you reply. Newt chuckled. "I'm hungry." you say, looking in the direction where Frypan's kitchen was. "Any cravings?" Newt asked. "Yeah. BACON!!!" you exclaim. Newt laughs and takes you to Frypan's tent.
"Hey Fry!" Newt said. "Hey guys. How yall doin'?" Frypan asked. "Good. Just got our first ultrasound which we're gonna show everyone on the big screen." you say. "What do you need?" Frypan asked. "If you have any bacon that would be GREAT!" you exclaim. "Of course I do, Y/N. You know me." Frypan said as he got you some bacon. You ate the bacon hastily. "Sooooo goooood." you moan as you swallow your bacon. "Thanks, Fry." "Anytime, Y/N." Frypan asked. "Good. Cuz I'll be here often to take care of my random cravings." you say, rubbing your belly. Frypan and Newt laughed. Newt planted a kiss on your forehead. "Later, Fry." Newt said. "Later guys." Frypan replied as he got back to work.
*****Small time skip to that evening BTYB Y/N cravings for bacon*******
You basically inhaled your food and finished before anyone else. You practically begging Frypan for whatever he had in his kitchen. He gave you a few strips of bacon to tame your cravings.
Once your needs felt satisfied, you went to Vince and told him to get the big screen. The big screen was basically a clear glass television the size of a screen you'd see in a movie theatre. It was stolen from WICKED along with a LOT of other things.
Vince and Jorge came back, rolling the screen in and planting it in front of the food area. That was your time to get up and walk to the front. You grabbed the microphone and turned it on. "May I have everyone's attention please?" you say into the microphone. Once everyone knew it was you speaking, everyone stopped talking and looked to you. "Today was my twelve week ultrasound and it has been recorded and I'd like to share it with you guys. But-" "Can I finish eating my food first?" came Minho's voice. People laughed at him. "I was just about to say that, Min-Min." you say, teasingly. "Once everyone is finished eating, I will then show you the sonogram. Thank you."
People applauded and continued to eat.
Once everyone was finished, you put the disk inside the tray of the tv and put the tray back in. You had the microphone by you to narrate for when the sonogram played.
Vince pressed play and luckily, only one of the babies were seen. People awed and made quiet comments. Just then, the other two babies appeared in the picture, then people seemed taken aback and a lot of 'whoa's and 'what?'s were echoing around. Then you say into microhone. "We're gonna have triplets!"
Applause roared all around the Haven. Once it all quieted down, Minho spurted a comment. "Jesus Newt, what did you do to the poor girl?" Laughter roared around and you walked up to Minho and punched his arm, making him wince. "I may be preggars, but I can still kick your ass." you say cooly. A lot of 'ooh's echoed around. Minho shrugged and winked at Newt.
You stared back at the sonogram of your three beautiful children. You were excited and couldn't wait what the future held.
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