Hello, hello. I know you're probably thinking, "this girl has two stories on here, that she hasn't completed, and she's uploading ANOTHER one." Yes, well I'm thinking it too. I wasn't going to upload it until later, because Take Me Away is after all my first priority. But I used this as a sort of writers block cure, that turned into a story. So I thought, why not upload it and see what the fantastic readers & writers on here think. So take a look, and tell me what you think. Is it a keeper?

Much Love

E5O

Naomi hated missing midwife appointments. But today, of all days, her twat of a boss decided to send her to a conference that she just could not miss. So there she sat. Legs crossed, slumped over and resting her forearms on her knees; waiting for the fucking thing to begin.

Her ringtones sudden outburst caught her off guard, along with the other reporters waiting. She sent them her famous Campbell death glare, because she really wasn't in the mood to pretend to be nice today. Not when she was missing out on hearing her child's heartbeat for the first time. Sure they had seen that the baby was fine, with ultrasounds. But today they would actually get to hear it. Well Emily would. Because Naomi was stuck in her hell. Emily had said she would record it on her phone. But it wasn't the same. She wasn't going to be able to see Emily's reaction. She wasn't going to be able to capture the image of her lovers beaming smile at the sound. She wasn't going to be able to share the moment. The moment. That's what mattered. Her stomach turned at the thought.

She quickly flipped her phone open to see her red headed lovers face, smiling back at her.

"Hello?"

"Why do you sound like you're asking who it is? You always do that. You do have caller I.D?" Emily's husky laugh escaped through the receiver.

"Hello darling." She says more sweetly. Sickening sweet that Emily knows there's a tinge of sarcasm there. Just a tinge.

"Aw baby, don't be so mad. I know it sucks you can't be here. But your jobs important, and besides, with me becoming a whale, your income is the only thing supporting us." She giggles at her own joke.

"Bitch. I knew you only wanted me for my EP."

"EP?" Emily asked, now switching from playful, to confused.

"Earning potential babe." Naomi bet that Emily would know she's rolling her eyes.

Naomi also bet that Emily was smiling, "Your good looks, and talented fingers were just a bonus."

Naomi could feel a sudden heat crawl up her spine. "Don't start. Shouldn't the midwife be there by now?" She asked, quickly changing the subject before Emily could further her attempt to calm Naomi with the thought of sex.

"Not yet. So I thought I might go play with myself thinking about you before she gets here." Emily's husky voice took Naomi off guard, almost contemplating whether or not Emily was being serious.

Naomi jumped at the words, causing a stare from the pratt next to her. "Ems. It's not funny. It's hard enough trying to focus when I'm missing out on the heartbeat, let alone having you tell me those kinds of…things." She whispered the last part, turning away from the freaky guy with the eye problem.

Emily continued to laugh until she realized that Naomi has to go soon, and they only have a short time to talk. "Effy and Katie are going to come over for the appointment. Katie said Effy doesn't want to hear it though, because frankly, the thought of hearing it freaks Effy out entirely. Don't ask me why. But Katie is going to listen, is that…okay?"

Naomi rolled her eyes at the mention of her best friend and sister in laws names. "When are those two going to come out?" She asked with a laugh.

"Who knows? Katie still insists that they're only friends, and that Effy's fucked in the head. Or maybe fucked her in the head. There was definitely the mention of fucking. Just not they way we all know they are. Anyway, you didn't answer my question Campbell."

Naomi rolled her eyes at Emily's jokingly serious nickname. Not that it's really a nickname, just the last name usage. "You don't need to ask if Katie can listen, Em. She's your sister. At least somebody will be able to share it with you." Naomi could hear footsteps; she turned to see her fellow reporters shuffling through the open doors. "Shit, babe got to go. Say hi to the bitches for me. I'll see you tonight. I love you."

Emily laughed at the word bitches, and then sighed at the fact that Naomi had to go. "I miss you."

Naomi was quick to steal the last word, "I know." then she hung up her phone, knowing that if she didn't get her sweet ass in there quick, she was going to miss out.

The conference was a bust. Naomi hated every minute of it. Listening to some old geezer that she has only heard of twice, rattle on about the importance of journalism.

She gets out of the room, desperately seeking fresh air that doesn't contain some losers body odour.

She checked her phone like she always does whenever she's away from Emily. She had three messages. One from Katie:

Get back already Lezzer. Ems is crazy with these fucking hormones. Xx

One from Effy:

Your girlfriend and her sister are crazy. In case you forgot.

And of course, one from Emily:

You can come back now, I need you. xx

She pondered for a second. Wondering what could have struck another Fitch Twin fight. Especially after they both just had the chance to hear her childs heartbeat, when she fucking didn't.

Her two hour ride from the conference back home, dragged immensely. So bad that Naomi thought walking would be a faster option, with all the late night traffic. It was almost midnight. And Naomi wished that Emily were already in bed. She loves coming home, and stripping down, (after all Naomi does sleep naked) and crawling into her bed, right next to her equally naked girlfriend. Then she remembered that Emily had started to wear pyjamas now that she was pregnant. She was too afraid of leaking, and ruining the sheets. Even after Naomi's many attempts to convince her it didn't matter.

Whether she were naked or not, Naomi needed to feel Emily. Needed her scent around her again. Needed everything about Emily. At first Naomi thought it were strange feeling Emily's naturally slender torso grow. And grow, it did. Now at six months, Emily had developed a little ball in her stomach. Technically a baby.

Eventually her cab arrived at her and Emily's house. They were only renting, but it was a good enough house for them, and their child. Emily had mentioned she wanted to buy a home for the baby to grow up in, but Naomi just didn't have that sort of money yet.

The blonde quickly grabbed her belongings, paid the driver, and took off inside her home. The faint smell of Emily hit her nose, and she smiled at the fact that she was home. She threw off her heels, shrugged off her jacket, and headed for the stairs. She didn't bother picking up her clothes, because right now, they didn't fucking matter. What mattered was that she was home. And Emily was only seconds away from her.

However, she was slightly disappointed that her lover was still awake. Actually she was wide-awake. So awake that Naomi got the feeling something was wrong.

"You're home." Emily snapped out of her blank stare. That's what Naomi noticed first. Emily's blank stare. It looked like she had been that way for an hour, or three.

"I am. You okay?" Naomi, threw off her top, and revealed a lacy bra, that Emily took note of with a smile.

"Fine." She smiled, and threw the covers back for Naomi to get in.

"Emily. It's me. What's wrong?" Naomi knew that there was something wrong. She knows Emily more than she knows herself. Just like Emily knows Naomi more than what Naomi knows about herself.

"You might need to sit down." Emily patted the bed. Naomi was curious whilst also apprehensive at Emily's persona.

But she did as Emily said, because evidently, she always does. "Ems. You're starting to freak me out. I think we need to cut down on the amount of time you spend with Effy." Naomi tried to joke. That's how serious situations defused for her. Well how she tried to defuse them. But Emily wasn't joking. In fact, she was rather serious.

"We heard a third heartbeat today." Emily said, so blankly that Naomi almost doesn't comprehend.

"What?" But she does.

Emily finally turned to catch Naomi's eyes with her own. Naomi's is pure shock. Just like Emily's and Katie's had been, when they had heard it for themselves.

"A third heartbeat. You do know what that means right?" Emily asked, making sure that Naomi has indeed caught on to their situation.

Naomi took a minute, still trying to comprehend everything that's going through her head. She knows what it means.

"Are you saying that there's more than one?" Naomi managed to choke out. Her breath still caught from the shock of everything.

"Baby, we're having twins." Emily finally admitted. Finally she admitted it to herself. She rubbed her hand over her growing belly, then grabbed Naomi's, and traced her hands along her belly. "We can do this, right?" she asked her girlfriend, as well as asking herself.