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*Rose* I've watched a talk show before where the mother is adamantly stating to the host who the father of the child is. When the presenter reads the results and declares, "You are NOT the father," the majority of those women invariably get the shock of their life. For me today, the doctor's office resembles that program, somewhat, but without the crowd, cameras, and glamorous lighting. Well, scratch the no audience bit as the four Alphas, Kelly, and Shelby all sit with me as we wait for instructions from the doctor on what happens next. We have a full crowd today. The palace clinic usually smells like disinfectant, but today the smell seems a bit more pungent and is making my eyes water and my heart race… maybe it is the nerves. “What if the results say none of the Alphas are the fath