For the next month and a half the trio ran several small cons, more to keep their hand in than out of necessity. A con was only as good as the practitioners and losing their edge because they were taking it easy was not an option in their eyes. Page, who was second only to Vaughn when it came to planning their games, came up with a variation of the Jamaican Switch that netted them a sizable chunk of change with virtually no risk.
Then the next hurdle hit.
Page had her second doctor's appointment since she'd found out she was pregnant. Surprisingly, at least to her, she was weathering the whole thing fairly well. So far it hadn't been nearly as bad as she's heard it could be. Well, other than the fact that she was already putting on weight, which had her bemoaning the fact that none of her favorite clothes fit anymore.
She arrived at the doctor's office with her two lovers in tow. Leaving them in the waiting room, she followed the nurse back to the examination room. The doctor greeted her and then took her through the usual checks and balances. When he'd finished he told her he wanted to do an ultrasound.
"Is there something wrong with the baby," she asked, feeling a moment of panic.
He smiled, shaking his head. "I just want to check something."
Chewing her lip, she lay back down as the nurse brought the machine into the room. After the doctor spread gel over her belly and pelvic area, he moved the probe over her.
"I thought so," he murmured. "See," he pointed to the picture on the screen.
Page looked, not sure what she was seeing.
"You're having twins." He pointed out the two fetuses, explaining that each one was in its own amniotic sac and had separate placenta. "They're fraternal."
"Oh my god," she whispered, staring in wonder at the picture. Then she had a thought, figured it was a crazy one, and shook her head.
"What, Page?" the doctor asked. "If you want to know something you have to ask. I don't read minds, unfortunately."
"Okay, very off the wall. Is it possible that they're from different fathers?"
He nodded. "Possible. We won't know for certain until after they're born. Can I presume that you've had relationships with more than one man?"
Page laughed. "Often, and they both know so you don't have to dance around it. The two men who came with me today are my lovers."
"Oh." He looked momentarily shocked and then chuckled. "I think you're the first patient of mine that's been in that situation, or at least who's admitted it to me. Are they—" he hesitated.
"They're bi, if that's what you were going to ask, so the three of us are lovers in all the ways possible. I wonder—It would be fantastic if they were each the father of one of the twins. Oh, can you tell if they're boys or girls?"
"Not yet. We'll do another ultrasound on your next visit and see if we can determine it then. Now let's get you cleaned up and then I'll lay down the law on what you have to do to keep the babies and yourself healthy."