Every Last Mother's Child
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Chapter 6: Doc Klond’s Office
“Lisa!” Michelle called seeing one of her oldest friend in the universe.
“Hi,” Lisa passionately hugged the older woman. It had been years since they had seen each other. They hadn’t seen each other since Michelle had helped her and Michael get away from Wilson’s lock up on Earth. “I figured I better find you since you haven’t been able to find me.”
“Okay folks,” Michelle said looking up to see Lisa’s security detail trying to be inconspicuous and blend into the walls of Admiral Klond’s clinic. “Go grab a cup of coffee, and come back.”
Lisa nodded, and all but Georgia left. Michelle was about to say something; but thought better of it, even when she examined the princess there was always an agent in the exam room to make sure she didn’t kill the heir.
“You didn’t stop by for a chit chat Lisa,” Michelle said, “Up on the table, young woman. Hot Lips,” Michelle said loud enough for her AI to hear her, “full scan of the subject on the table! Send to my implant.”
“Yes Doctor.” the AI said, and began an all aspect noninvasive scan of Lisa. It took a mere second. Michelle had it sent to her implant so as not to alert Lisa of anything that the AI might find. Lisa being a medical professional might become alarmed at some of the information and not take the time to look at all of the data objectively. When Michelle found out that her friend was pregnant, she understood why Lisa had come to her. She was two months along. Michelle linked Lisa implant, and asked, “Do you want to keep your children?”
“Michelle,” Lisa said aloud, “What do you think? They are Mike’s kids! Jill and Abby could use another sibling.”
“Okay,” Michelle said aloud, “you’re almost fifty, but being a biowoman that shouldn’t be a big deal. From what you told me in the past. You’re two months along, and seem very healthy. Why did you come here?”
“I want you to be my baby doctor.” Lisa said, looking around the special container that the chiefs and officers of the Valiant had built for her many years before. On the walls of her personal clinic were the children and grandchildren and even a great grandchild or two of the men and women she had treated in her long years of service to the empire. “Besides you have only one Wilson up there, you need at least two more,” Lisa point to a picture of Jill Wilson who Michelle had delivered 17 years before.
“That I do.” Michelle said, “Lisa I am not going to prescribe too much for you. I want you to get your rest. Rest doesn’t mean sleep. It means take it easy. I want you to get some exercise. You look fit but I want you get a least half an hour in the pool, or on foot around the palace at least once a day for the next few weeks. Watch your diet, and make sure you maid knows your pregnant. Did you know by the way that she’s a registered dietician?”
Lisa hadn’t known that but there were a lot of things she didn’t know about Maggie.
“Miss,” Michelle turned to the agent who was sitting quietly on a stool by the door, “You keep this young lady safe. If you don’t...”
“Admiral,” Georgia interrupting the Ancient Admiral looking her dead in the eyes as she continued, “By my life I won’t let anything happen to them. Besides Admiral, there are now three very special people to serve and to protect.”
Michelle nodded then asked, “What’s your back ground miss.”
“I was trained by the Realm and the Empire’s VIP units, plus the Trenaport Mounted Personal protective detail. I also was at one time a licensed EMT until I came onto the protective detail.” Georgia said, “I was part of a hostage rescue team. I was the team medic.”
“You’ll do.” The admiral said. “Do me a favor. You saw those two walking mountains sitting in my outer office pretending to be nurses. Well they are my protective detail. When you get a chance, just so I would feel better, would you touch base with them and see how they can fix you up for supplies.”
“Uh Admiral,” Georgia said cautiously she had heard about this lady and wasn’t quite certain how to talk with her about taking care of Lisa. “Although I am not a currently practicing EMT, the royal surgeon has dragged me into his office twice a year for the last five years and made sure I know my stuff and has personally told the staff when I go shopping for my supplies, don’t even question what I want.” Seeing the admiral stern look, Georgia relented a bit, “but I will touch base with them and see if they have any useful stuff I can steal.” Besides, those walking mountains were the best looking men she had seen in a while and she had just been giving orders to talk to them. An order she was going to take advantage of.
“All right miss,” The admiral replied. “Now will you two get out of here? If it’s anything I hate to see is healthy young women in my clinic. They have better things to do.”
“Admiral they want us on the alert bird.” Snatch poked his head into the clinic. “They just went to Mountain with the Militia.”
“Lisa,” Admiral Klond called picking up her go bag as Lady Wilson began to leave her clinic, “I’ll catch up with you later.”
“Lady Wilson,” Georgia broke in, “we have to move now!”
“What’s going on?” Lisa asked as she was gently; but firmly pulled out of the clinic.
“Not certain, Georgia said, “They want you to safety.”