X-Men Soap Opera!

pr x - "keep trying..."

jean - "of course... come in and sit down..."

Celia nodded and did as she was told. blushing she looked at Jean. "Thanks."

jean - "ok... firstly i'll need a blood sample... and for you to get changed into this gown... there's a screen over there..."

Celia nodded. She gently took the gown frrom jean and went to the screen. Stepping behind it she got changed.

*jean prepared a syringe to withdraw the blood...*

jean - "when your ready i'd like you to sit on this bed..."

Celia came out. Blushing she sat down on the bed. "Okay."

jean flicked the needle... she drew a small sample of celia's blood... she had already locked the door...

jean - "alright... now... please... take off the gown...."

Celia gaped. "I. . .uh. . .okay." she stammered taking the gown off. She blushed deeply.

jean - "don't worry, i am a doctor..."

"I, uh, know that, ma'am." she said. That still didn't help her feeling really self-conscious at the moment.

jean - "would you prefer hank did the exam?" she said smirking

*jean began examining her, checking for any bruising or injuries that might have occured in the mission*

Celia allowed Jean to do her job. She had very few bruises other than the mark still on her arm from where she had hit the tree chasing after Peter and the Sentinel.

jean - "well you seem fine... anything been... different lately?"

Celia shook her head. "No"

Don't lie to her Celia. She could probe your mind and find out.

Celia bit her lip, "well, maybe. I've been sick lately."

jean - "sick? how often?"

"Well, a lot in the morning." Celia said. "At first I thought it was just because I missed Peter, but I don't know."

jean - "really? hmm... anything else? bloating? craving? tenderness?"

Celia blushed. "Um, tenderness? I've been craving pineapple pizza with anchovies and I wouldn't know about bloating. All my pants are too baggy to notice."

jean - "have you been having stomach cramps?"

"Some, yes, but I thought it was because, you know." she said blushing.