First fanfiction, not really sure what I'm doing so please just bare with me if I make any stupid mistakes.
Current storylines out of the window, this is my little version of Nick and Zoe's lives. Enjoy.
Gripping her coffee mug,Zoe watched her husband as he slept. Sprawled out on their large bed, with the faint trace of a smile he looked truly happy. The decision to join him on the other side of the Atlantic was possibly the hardest yet best decision she had ever made.
From her position on the balcony the soft breeze of the morning tickled her bare legs and blew her hair softly. The doors were wide open, letting the rays of sun find their way to a sleeping Nick. They highlighted his wedding ring. Turning herself around, she gazed upon the desirable views they had been lucky enough to have before them every day; trees lined the crystal lake like something from a fairytale land. In their secluded home, they held the perfect balance of peace and reasonable distances from locals shopping towns.
His arms slipped around her waist, nose nuzzling her neck. Zoe rubbed his arms and closed her eyes briefly, enjoying the relaxation of their morning.
"Someone's up early" his first few words held the familiar first-thing-in-the-morning-voice . Placing a small kiss to the base of her neck, he took her hand and led her back to bed.
Discarding her mug, Zoe slipped beneath the light sheets and pressed herself against Nick. Her head resting on his chest as he held her close. They were due to fly back to Holby the next day, more for Nicks benefit than anything. He hadn't set foot in the hospital for far too long and secretly longed to be caught up in the chaos that was the ED again.
In the nine months that Zoe had been living in the states with him, everything had changed. A fresh start was what he had promised her and a fresh start was what he gave. They married, Zoe had fallen pregnant, bought a new house together and mapped the future out. She was eternally grateful.
Zoe was nervous about returning to their old home- even for a couple of weeks. Holby was home to too many memories, some that she would rather forget. Living her past again didn't seem all that appealing.
"Stop worrying". His calmed voice told her.
"You can't see me. How do you know I'm worrying?"
Nick smiled against her head as he whispered the words. "You think I need to see you to know how you're feeling? I know you, Zo."
"Nick!" She called from the kitchen. The flutter of small feet creating the breathtaking sensation of the first noticeable movements of their miracle baby.
Within seconds, Nick was out of the shower and at her side with nothing but a towel around his waist. "What is it?" He panicked, his voice breathless.
Taking his hand, she placed it on her stomach, watching intently as his eyes widened and a lump formed in his throat. They could feel their child moving around inside an exhausted Zoe yet it was beautiful.
"That's our baby, that's ours Zo" the emotion in his eyes was something that was very rare. Zoe savoured it.
"You know I never thought I wanted a baby. A mini me running around- that's always scared me. I guess I used to be thankful that I couldn't have a baby" she was smiling, uncontrollably. Both pairs of hands were still resting on the small bump. Seventeen weeks into their pregnancy and it suddenly didn't seem like a dream anymore. Now they were actually living the dream.
"But?"
"But now, it's all I want. You, me and our little baby. We've got our own little bit of paradise here and I can't wait to bring this little one up. I guess it's our own little Michigan miracle!"
Nick pulled her closer. Tucking a strand of her hair behind hr ear he threw her a loving wink. "That was a very nice speech Doctor Hanna, I'm proud of you- I hope you know that"
The suitcases stood by the front door, the driver was making constant trips to and from to the Mercedes ensuring they were all set for the short journey to the airport.
Taking one last look across the lake, Zoe admired their current situation. The party animal side to her had been pushed to the side since the move. In some ways she was glad- it meant she could focus on her husband and her growing baby.
"I don't know if I'm ready to go back" she admitted, quietly. Two weeks seemed like an eternity whilst pregnant and Holby was a long way from the home she had come to love.
"Why? Is everything alright?" Nick didn't seem panicked just concerned. Part of him knew she would become attached to their new lifestyle.
"We've got a knew life here and I just don't think I can go back to our old life." She sighed as if the weight of the world was upon her shoulders.
"It will do you some good, I promise. Seeing everyone again- it'll be nice. I know you've missed them" She couldn't argue with that. He knew her inside out, he got inside her head in a way nobody else could. She did miss everyone, more than she would care to admit.
"I know but I like it just the two of us, three of us."
Kissing her head lightly, Nick rested his forehead against hers. "We've done well kid, we've done well."
Hope that was alright, I know compared to a lot of fics on here that may have been a horrible start but feel free to let me know what you thought.
Tessa xx