Aliens

The Doctor

by Neal A. ClineSeptember 26, 2019

"But I didn't KNOW she was an alien!"

The doctor just stared at me.

"I mean, she was perfectly human, doc. Well, except for the eyes. And the tail. And... other stuff. Ok, I knew she was alien, all right? But I'd been drinking all night and she was really hot, y'know?"

The doctor looked down at his charts.

"As drunk as I was, she could'a been an elephant. So we danced and talked and had a few more drinks and we went to my place. It was just one night, doc. She disappeared by morning. And now--this."

The doctor said, "Hmmm."

"Doc, c'mon, we're both men of the world, right? You've been around the block, right? Who hasn't had a one-night stand? Let's be real here."

The doctor said nothing.

"Talk to me, doc. Give. I'm really worried. What have I got? Is it an alien STD? Some kind of intergalactic AIDS?"

He lowered his voice. "Am I gonna die, doc?"

The doctor shook himself. "No, you're not dying."

The man sat back. "Thank God. Thank God. What a relief. But I still got this... whatever it is. What do I do about that?"

The doctor finally met his eyes. "I'd say you have about nine months to figure it out."

About Neal A. Cline

Neal Cline has been writing since childhood. His first known work was in crayon, a horror story called The Red Hand. He is a Security executive and former police officer. His poetry has been published on the Strong Verse website but this is his first published work of science fiction.

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