Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital... again

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Logan stretched and looked up at the sky, then winced as Bethany did the bounce and grabbed Ben.

"What?" He looked up from gnawing on a squirrel bone.

"Gotta pee." She sat him on her hip and headed for the back door, only to stop as soon as she'd gone through it and look around a white hospital corridor, wrinkling her nose at the smell. "Crap."

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She watches him, one hand absently on her tanktop covered belly as Bethany dances and taps her belt buckle. "How cold?"

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"Very cold."

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She curls her lip slightly, but then pulls up her top, absently sucking in her stomach and getting tap-tapped for it.

"Tan me poot Befamy?" Ben leans down and looks at the belly with interest.

"Not right now, bub." Logan looks at the ceiling, then all around.

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House sets Ben down in a chair before preparing the machine and sticking the strap along with the jelly onto Logan's stomach.

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She growls involuntarily, wincing as Bethany gives a startled jump. "Dang, ya weren't kiddin'."

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He shakes his head. "Pay close attention to the screen now, Ben." He takes the little device and runs it over Logan's stomach.