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Dixie answers before Star can answer. “She will see you at 9 am,” she states before disconnecting the call. Dixie kneels in front of Star and takes her hand in hers.

Star’s worried gaze lands on her. “Pre-cancerous,” Star whispers, her bottom lip wobbling slightly.

Dixie nods. “It sounds scary, but I can assure you it’s a good thing. He will perform a treatment and laser the cells off. It’s not the best thing, but it’s good news they have caught it before it can progress into anything horse.”

Star bursts out laughing, wiping her cheeks. “Worse,” she sniffs. “What about Ghost? He will go crazy if he finds out I’m going alone.”

“You’re not alone. We will all be there with you, every step of the way,” Josie assures her.

We all nod. “Even me. I know you don’t know me very well yet, so I understand if you don’t want me there, but I would like to be there for you the way you were there for me when I arrived,” I tell her.

Star nods. “I want you all there.”

“Then crack open that wine for tomorrow. We go in support of Star’s cervix!” Maggie cheers.

The next morning,Queenie has tasked the two Prospects left behind to stay with her and look after all the babies. She said she’s good, but she isn’t fuckingMary Poppins. Which I can respect when there are 3 kids under one year’s old. Rhea’s son Olly has also offered to stay home from school and help. Rhea told him nice try and saw him onto the school bus. Now all of us are sat in the waiting room, each of them wearing the Black Hearts MC cut, stating who they’re property of. I am the only one without one, which is fine. Scar and I are new. Well, if you count months of talking and getting to know each other as new, but actually being together, being free, then I think a week isn’t very long.

The nurse comes out and calls Star’s name, and we all stand and follow her in. “You can’t all be in here,” the nurse says. We all cross our arms over our chest, daring her to remove us. She sighs and throws her hands up in frustration. “Fine, do what you like,” she huffs.

The doctor comes in and his feet stutter at the sight of all of us. He clears his throat and looks back down at the chart in his hand. “Good morning, Star is it?” he asks. Star nods. “Can I ask that you go with Nurse Brenda and get changed into a surgical outfit? Then I will talk you through the procedure,” he states kindly and calmly. From hearing Dixie threaten him that he gets handsy with the interns behind his wife’s back, to seeing him now, I would have never of thought it was the same person. Dixie leans in like she’s reading my mind.

“He’s an utter dickhead, but he is the best,” she whispers.

I nod, because his calm and caring demeanour has already put Star at ease. Once Star is changed, she walks past us, her bare behind peeking out from the gown. She jokes, spanking it before she hops up onto the bed. We all stand at the head end to give her some privacy as she places her legs on the cushioned stirrups.

“Okay, I will be using a speculum to open you up, then I will be injecting a local anaesthetic into your cervix.” He pauses as we all let out a wincing “ooo,” while crossing our legs. “Once that is in effect, I will be using what is called Lletz treatment. It lasers off the cancerous skin cells,” he states.

“Cancerous? You said pre-cancerous,” Star counters, panicked.

“You have both, but please be assured that this treatment is very successful and it’s unlikely the cancer will fully grow,” he assures her. “Now, there will be an extractor fan going as I am essentially burning cells. I will be doing it by watching the screen there next to your head. If at any point you feel anything, I want you to let me know immediately.”

“Not being funny Doc, but I don’t think I will be able to keep calm if I felt you searing my cervix,” Star quips. The doctor gives her a smile as he begins prepping equipment. The nurse slaps a patch on her thigh. “What’s that for?” Star asks.

“That’s to earth you,” the nurse answers.

“Earth me?!” Star hisses.

“It’s because of the electric laser being used. Don’t worry, it’s completely safe and normal,” the nurse states, trying to assure her.

Star places her hands behind her head and sighs. “You get many women calm when you tell them an electric laser is going to zap at their cervix?”

“Well, no,” the nurse answers.

“Funny that,” Star answers sarcastically.

“Okay, I will just be administering the anaesthetic now. You’ll feel a slight sting and a little prick,” the doctor warns.

“That ain’t the first time, Doc,” Star snorts. We all cover our mouths, fighting back our laughter.

“Don’t let Ghost hear you say that,” Maggie laughs.

“He would make me clarify that he is in fact well endowed, and I’m only used to his very big prick,” Star laughs. She stops and hisses, her face screwing up from the needle.

“Okay, all done. Now just relax and it will be over soon,” the doctor smiles.

“Now we’ve all heard that before,” Star laughs. We burst out laughing and even the grumpy nurse snorts a laugh.

The fan is quite loud as he works, and none of us mention the smell of burning flesh. Well, apart from Star. “Smells like a lovely bit of ribeye,” she mutters.

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