Chapter 27

Joe drove her to the country house on the Friday evening in her car. Richard was waiting and asked to scan her immediately. Leaving the bags in the car, they walked quickly inside. Lying on the examination table, she watched the monitor. Again it showed an increase in the size of one of the foetus's, and even a small increase in the size of the other. The largest shadow was about six inches long and two inches across. The smallest was only a quarter of that. "Well, Lisa, I'm surprised that you've gone this far, but you have. I want you to give birth this weekend, but I must warn you that you must prepare yourself for the stillbirth of one or even both animals."

Lisa turned and frowned again, "Richard, I came here this weekend to sort things out between us. Please don't force me to do anything. Let's come to a consensus. I want to tell you abo... "

She stopped talking as she felt a sharp pain in her buttocks, "OWW. What... ? Did you do that?"

Richard nodded, "It's for the best Lisa. Believe me, I wouldn't do it except I feel you are putting your life at risk. Sorry"

She looked at the empty hypodermic needle in his hand. "You... You injected me. What was it? Tell me you bastard..."

"Something to induce labour. It's a substance called Prostaglandin. It starts labour in women who have reached full term."

Lisa screamed, "I don't believe... What have you done?... Let me up, you hateful bastard!" She lifted herself up pushing away the hands who tried to help. Her clothes still raised from the scan, she made for the door.

"Lisa, you should stay still. You going to go into labour within an hour. Please... let's put an end to it..." Richard pleaded.

Joe tilted his head to try and reason with her. "Leese, listen to Richard, he knows best... "

She stopped and looked at them both. Then she turned to Richard and said, "You should have asked me." And to Joe she said, "And you helped him!"

Opening the door she ran out and shut the door behind her. Turning down the corridor she unlocked the back door and taking the key out she locked it behind her. Racing to her car, she could hear the men coming after her, calling her name. The keys were in the car and she started the engine, engaged gear and with wheels spinning, she hurtled down the drive. In her rear view mirror she saw Joe trying to catch her.

With eyes full of tears, she turned out the drive and drove towards town. "What have those bastards done to me? What have they done?" she shouted to herself out loud. She didn't stop, even at some red traffic lights near the town centre. Then, regaining some of her composure, she realised she didn't have long to think. In less than an hour, she might be in labour. What should she do?

Her maternal instincts took over. She parked the car in a side street and walked back towards a hotel she had seen on previous visits. With only her handbag, she walked into the reception and spoke to the elderly night porter, "Please, could I book in tomorrow. I've been travelling all day and am very tired. Have you a room for the night?"

The porter saw her condition and took a key of the rack immediately. Showing her to a room, he asked where her luggage was. "Oh! I left it in my car. I'll collect it the morning. I'm so tired I must sleep first."

He shrugged and left her. Lisa sat on the bed and caught her breath. What was going to happen and when? Those two bastards had taken charge of HER body, HER life! How dare they!

She took of her top and her shoes. She realised she was alone... Feeling her stomach, she wondered what she should feel. Was she going to go into labour or would she avoid it as it was too early for a full term lamb?

The answer came quickly. A piercing pain hit her in the pit of her stomach. She doubled up on the carpet in agony. The pain slowly wore off. Pacing her breathing, she knew she couldn't stop it now. She had to do this alone.

Over the next half hour, she noticed her contractions getting closer together. She still had her knickers on. Get real girl! She admonished herself. Prepare while you are still capable!

Removing her underwear, she lay on a towel in the bathroom. She knew she only had minutes left. Pulling her legs up she grasped her thighs and pushed. A jet of fluid squirted onto the towel. Her waters had broken.

Again, she felt the urge to turn on her knees. Bearing down in agony, she waited for the results of her deception to make its way into the world. Two contractions later the first foetus entered her vaginal tunnel and then slowly slid from her body...

Looking back at her rear, she saw a mass of blood red flesh in a slimy sac lying on the towel. She turned and used the towel to wipe it, but to no avail. There was no sign of life, no sign of breathing. Stillborn, they called it, she thought. They have killed her baby!