These characters don't belong to me, if they did then Patrick wouldn't be
dead and everyone would be happy!!
If you like this then there are more parts, but I'd like feedback before I post part two!
Chapter 1
"Shit!"
Lara looked at the little stick again, how the hell could she be pregnant. well she knew how of course, she was a doctor, but why. She should have known that something was wrong before now, how could she and Patrick have been so stupid, now she was left alone to cope with this. She raised her eyes upwards,
"Thanks a lot Spiller!" she exclaimed as she began to cry.
She sat in the floor and let the tears roll down her face, she couldn't do it, she couldn't be a single mum, couldn't bring up Patricks baby, it would just be too painful.
She had finally managed to get herslf together after Patrick had died, managed not to break into tears everytime someones husband had died at work. Then she realised that she'd missed her last two periods, with the stress of everything that had happened she'd just ignored it. Then a couple of mornings ago she realised that her jeans were too tight, there was no way she could have put any weight on, she hadn't eaten properly since Patrick had died. So she had put two and two together and headed out to the chemists, this was her third test, she thought there must have been something wrong with the first, then with the second, but deep down she knew that three pregnancy tests couldn't all be wrong. That was it. She was pregnant, with Patricks baby.
She didn't know how she would cope, she didn't think she could face having a constant reminder of Patrick around her, could she? She reached to her neck and found the neclace, she gripped the ring in between her fingers and imagined how different thigs could have been. She had seen the hurt on Patricks face when he found out Rachel had died, pregnant with his baby. As much as he tried to hide it from her Lara knew how much that had hurt him. She wondered what he would have said if she had had to tell him she was pregnant. He'd be shocked, she knew that, they'd always been careful. Lara couldn't help but think maybe she was supposed to have this baby, maybe it was a last gift from Patrick, it would be something to remember him by.
She stood up and walked into her bedroom, her head was spinning but she knew she'd have to get some sleep or she would be no use at work in the morning.
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Lara groaned as she rolled over and hit the alarm, she really didn't want to get up. Suddenly she jumped up, ran into the bathroom and threw up. As she kneeled over the toilet last night came flooding back to her. At first she thought it was a dream, but it wasn't she really was pregnant. She glanced at her watch and realised she was running late, she jumped in the shower and threw on some clothes, grabbed her bag and rushed to the hospital.
She walked quickly into the staff-room and saw Dillon.
"Hi Lara" He turned around and looked shocked. "You look....erm...."
"Awful? Terrible?" Lara offered smiling weakly.
"Tired. Are you OK? You told me you were sleeping properly, are you sure you're OK?"
She thought about telling him the truth but then decided against it. "I'm fine, i just had a late night, really I'm OK."
Dillon looked unconvinced and Lara didn't blame him. She hadn't been out since Patrick died, there was no way he'd belive her late night story.
"OK then." Dillon thought it would be best not to push things. "You know you can talk to me any time don't you."
Lara nodded. "Thanks. I'd better get to work." With that Lara walked out of the room.
On her way through reception she passed Colette.
"Colette?"
"Yeah"
"Are you doing anything tonight? Its just well I need to talk to you. I thought maybe we could go out for a drink?"
"Yeah, I'm off at 8, are you OK?"
"Yeah, i finish at 8 too, I'll meet you in the staff room."
If you like this then there are more parts, but I'd like feedback before I post part two!
Chapter 1
"Shit!"
Lara looked at the little stick again, how the hell could she be pregnant. well she knew how of course, she was a doctor, but why. She should have known that something was wrong before now, how could she and Patrick have been so stupid, now she was left alone to cope with this. She raised her eyes upwards,
"Thanks a lot Spiller!" she exclaimed as she began to cry.
She sat in the floor and let the tears roll down her face, she couldn't do it, she couldn't be a single mum, couldn't bring up Patricks baby, it would just be too painful.
She had finally managed to get herslf together after Patrick had died, managed not to break into tears everytime someones husband had died at work. Then she realised that she'd missed her last two periods, with the stress of everything that had happened she'd just ignored it. Then a couple of mornings ago she realised that her jeans were too tight, there was no way she could have put any weight on, she hadn't eaten properly since Patrick had died. So she had put two and two together and headed out to the chemists, this was her third test, she thought there must have been something wrong with the first, then with the second, but deep down she knew that three pregnancy tests couldn't all be wrong. That was it. She was pregnant, with Patricks baby.
She didn't know how she would cope, she didn't think she could face having a constant reminder of Patrick around her, could she? She reached to her neck and found the neclace, she gripped the ring in between her fingers and imagined how different thigs could have been. She had seen the hurt on Patricks face when he found out Rachel had died, pregnant with his baby. As much as he tried to hide it from her Lara knew how much that had hurt him. She wondered what he would have said if she had had to tell him she was pregnant. He'd be shocked, she knew that, they'd always been careful. Lara couldn't help but think maybe she was supposed to have this baby, maybe it was a last gift from Patrick, it would be something to remember him by.
She stood up and walked into her bedroom, her head was spinning but she knew she'd have to get some sleep or she would be no use at work in the morning.
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Lara groaned as she rolled over and hit the alarm, she really didn't want to get up. Suddenly she jumped up, ran into the bathroom and threw up. As she kneeled over the toilet last night came flooding back to her. At first she thought it was a dream, but it wasn't she really was pregnant. She glanced at her watch and realised she was running late, she jumped in the shower and threw on some clothes, grabbed her bag and rushed to the hospital.
She walked quickly into the staff-room and saw Dillon.
"Hi Lara" He turned around and looked shocked. "You look....erm...."
"Awful? Terrible?" Lara offered smiling weakly.
"Tired. Are you OK? You told me you were sleeping properly, are you sure you're OK?"
She thought about telling him the truth but then decided against it. "I'm fine, i just had a late night, really I'm OK."
Dillon looked unconvinced and Lara didn't blame him. She hadn't been out since Patrick died, there was no way he'd belive her late night story.
"OK then." Dillon thought it would be best not to push things. "You know you can talk to me any time don't you."
Lara nodded. "Thanks. I'd better get to work." With that Lara walked out of the room.
On her way through reception she passed Colette.
"Colette?"
"Yeah"
"Are you doing anything tonight? Its just well I need to talk to you. I thought maybe we could go out for a drink?"
"Yeah, I'm off at 8, are you OK?"
"Yeah, i finish at 8 too, I'll meet you in the staff room."