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doc_suresh
Jun. 4th, 2010 07:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
phasing_catCharacters: Kitty Pryde (X-Men) & Mohinder Suresh (Heroes)
Rating: PG
Setting: Bump In The Night!Verse (yes, I’m dumping Mohinder into my ‘verse. It's an epic crossover, deal with it.)
Prompt: #37 Genetics - Drabble Table
Word Count: 602
“Thank you for meeting me, Doctor Suresh.” Kitty smiled and extended her hand, struggling to rise from the chair with some difficulty. Though still four weeks away from her due date, her belly already extended far enough to disrupt the small woman’s balance.
Mohinder shook her hand with a smile, insisting she keep her seat. “What can I do for you, Mrs. Myers?” He was curious, since he was not an obstetrician, and she was clearly close to giving birth.
“I recently stumbled across your father’s book, and your own research.” She pulled a thick folder from her bag and handed it to him. “This is everything my friend, Moira MacTaggert, has discovered about the mutant X gene. She has studied my DNA, and believes this gene is what gives me my ability.”
She smiled and demonstrated her ability to phase with a simple passing of her hand through the arm of the chair. “What I need you to do, Doctor, is tell me whether I’ve passed the gene on to my daughter. IF she does have it, I know there’s no way to predict what her mutation will be. But at least if I know that she has the gene, I can be prepared.” She stopped and breathed deeply, both hands resting on her stomach.
Mohinder considered a moment, flipping through the substantial file in his hand. “You are aware of the risks involved with doing an amniocentesis?”
She nodded. “I need to know.”
Mohinder was reluctant to perform the test, for reasons he could not pinpoint. “And the father, he is aware that you’re here, and what you’re asking? Is he a, a mutant, as you put it, as well?”
Guilt flashed across her face. “No, he’s not, he’s normal. And he doesn’t know I’m here. We discussed this, and he doesn’t want to know. He doesn’t understand why I need to know so badly, and I can’t explain it to him in a way he’ll comprehend precisely because he is normal. He’ll never grasp what it’s like to be a freak. We will both love her exactly the same no matter the results of this test, you don’t have to worry about that, Doctor Suresh. She is our daughter, first and foremost. If she is a mutant, that will come a distant second.”
Mohinder released a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. That was the reassurance he had been waiting for.
“All right, I can do the test for you. I’m not equipped here, however. I have an office at a nearby hospital.” He wrote the address down and handed it to her. “Come by tomorrow morning at 9. We can do the amnio then. It will probably take a week or so for me to get the results.”
He helped her up from her chair and nearly yelped with surprised when she hugged him. “Thank you. Thank you so much.”
He did yelp out loud when he felt a tiny kick against his stomach. She laughed and took his hand, placing it on her belly. “This is her really active time of the day. Feel that?” He smiled and nodded.
“Mutant or not, she’s gonna be one hell of a soccer player. She’s been practicing with my bladder for months.”
They both laughed, and she departed with a smile on her face. He watched her waddling down the hall, then returned to his office to start reading the material she’d given him. The prospect of this new information excited him, and if he could put her mind at ease in the process, that was all the better.
Rating: PG
Setting: Bump In The Night!Verse (yes, I’m dumping Mohinder into my ‘verse. It's an epic crossover, deal with it.)
Prompt: #37 Genetics - Drabble Table
Word Count: 602
“Thank you for meeting me, Doctor Suresh.” Kitty smiled and extended her hand, struggling to rise from the chair with some difficulty. Though still four weeks away from her due date, her belly already extended far enough to disrupt the small woman’s balance.
Mohinder shook her hand with a smile, insisting she keep her seat. “What can I do for you, Mrs. Myers?” He was curious, since he was not an obstetrician, and she was clearly close to giving birth.
“I recently stumbled across your father’s book, and your own research.” She pulled a thick folder from her bag and handed it to him. “This is everything my friend, Moira MacTaggert, has discovered about the mutant X gene. She has studied my DNA, and believes this gene is what gives me my ability.”
She smiled and demonstrated her ability to phase with a simple passing of her hand through the arm of the chair. “What I need you to do, Doctor, is tell me whether I’ve passed the gene on to my daughter. IF she does have it, I know there’s no way to predict what her mutation will be. But at least if I know that she has the gene, I can be prepared.” She stopped and breathed deeply, both hands resting on her stomach.
Mohinder considered a moment, flipping through the substantial file in his hand. “You are aware of the risks involved with doing an amniocentesis?”
She nodded. “I need to know.”
Mohinder was reluctant to perform the test, for reasons he could not pinpoint. “And the father, he is aware that you’re here, and what you’re asking? Is he a, a mutant, as you put it, as well?”
Guilt flashed across her face. “No, he’s not, he’s normal. And he doesn’t know I’m here. We discussed this, and he doesn’t want to know. He doesn’t understand why I need to know so badly, and I can’t explain it to him in a way he’ll comprehend precisely because he is normal. He’ll never grasp what it’s like to be a freak. We will both love her exactly the same no matter the results of this test, you don’t have to worry about that, Doctor Suresh. She is our daughter, first and foremost. If she is a mutant, that will come a distant second.”
Mohinder released a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. That was the reassurance he had been waiting for.
“All right, I can do the test for you. I’m not equipped here, however. I have an office at a nearby hospital.” He wrote the address down and handed it to her. “Come by tomorrow morning at 9. We can do the amnio then. It will probably take a week or so for me to get the results.”
He helped her up from her chair and nearly yelped with surprised when she hugged him. “Thank you. Thank you so much.”
He did yelp out loud when he felt a tiny kick against his stomach. She laughed and took his hand, placing it on her belly. “This is her really active time of the day. Feel that?” He smiled and nodded.
“Mutant or not, she’s gonna be one hell of a soccer player. She’s been practicing with my bladder for months.”
They both laughed, and she departed with a smile on her face. He watched her waddling down the hall, then returned to his office to start reading the material she’d given him. The prospect of this new information excited him, and if he could put her mind at ease in the process, that was all the better.
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Date: 2010-06-05 08:43 pm (UTC)It appears that you're 100% awesome, and that yes, your child will be an awesome freak as well.
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Date: 2010-06-05 10:40 pm (UTC)*starts to cry*
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Date: 2010-06-05 10:44 pm (UTC)*HUG* You're not a freak...and...the results came back negative for that specific gene. But it honestly doesn't mean anything, the more that I think about it. Most specials are born without carrying, and their genes mutate on their own because they're more susceptible to the trigger which sets it off.
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Date: 2010-06-05 10:48 pm (UTC)Thank you!!! I know it's not a guarantee, but it's a good sign. I want her to have a normal life, as much as possible, anyway.
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Date: 2010-06-05 10:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-06 01:01 am (UTC)