Disclaimer: I do not own Holby city. A/N: This is a very short oneshot. It's scribble if you like. It's just something I wrote in half an hour. This my first Holby city fic, so all reviews are greatly welcomed and thanked.
Enjoy.
Once again Connie sat at her desk running through her long list for the day. She had attempted to do this several time before now, and each time she was interrupted by a different member of her staff. But, this time, it was Sam, who allowed himself into her office.
"Connie."
"Hi Sam." Connie looked up from her papers and smiled up at him.
"You busy?" Sam walked behind Connie and placed a kiss on her cheek.
"I've got five minutes, why?"
"I didn't get to say good morning." Sam smiled and spun Connie's chair around to face him.
"Sorry, I got called in early hours of the morning. I did want to wake you."
"Honey, it's the day your mother passed away. It's your day off." Sam held her hand.
"Elliot called in sick. Apparently, Gina needs him at home."
"So you've been given his list."
"Yep." Connie looked at her stomach and then up at Sam. "Hey, I found out why I've been feeling so ill lately."
"Why's that then?"
"I'm pregnant. Almost a month gone."
Sam scooped Connie up in his arms and spun her round, causing her to throw up in the waste paper bin when he put her down.
"Sorry, didn't mean to do that."
"I'm guessing you're happy about it."
"I'm ecstatic!" Sam crashed his lips down on Connie's and they shared a passionate kiss before both their bleepers sounded.
"Good morning, Sam."
"Morning, beautiful."
A/N: Thanks for reading, hope you liked it. Can't wait to here your thoughts.
Take care.