Authors note: Ok so not only have I fallen in love the lovely Charlotte Salt from Casualty, but I have the biggest crush on the feisty and sexy Jac Naylor from Holby City. I have always loved her and Joseph's relationship, so I've decided to write something just for them.
The Lady's for turning
Jac Naylor sat in the small doctors waiting room skimming over the pointless articles of another trashy magazine. Sighing deeply she threw it down on the table and went back to her previous task of staring into space. She hated going to the doctors. That's what happens when you spend day after day working in a hospital, you neglect your own health. And are loathed when you have to do anything about it.
"Ellie Taylor, room one please," That was her que, Jac got up and headed towards the door. It's amazing how quickly someone can feel better when you bribe them with £50 to come back tomorrow. Unethical maybe? But desperate times call for desperate measures and this was not a situation where giving her real name would have gotten her anywhere. So Jac or should I say Ellie headed towards room one. The door was open when she approached and the doctor acknowledged her without looking up. "Ah Miss Taylor. How can I …" The doctor stopped mid sentence!
Even though she had prepared herself for this, looking into his beautiful blue eyes Jac was lost. All she had to do was muster up the words 'Hello Joseph' but yet she stood in front of the love of her life dumbstruck.
Joseph's eyes scanned Jac . Her face was still as beautiful as ever. However her eyes betrayed the rest of her features. Joseph could see the tears falling from them. Jac looked so scared and lost, he wondered what had happened to his strong and feisty girl. Letting his eyes wonder over her beautiful body he caught his breath. Jac Naylor was different, she had changed. She noticed his eyes watching her and quickly realized what had stunned him so much. She knew that once he saw her he'd have questions, questions that would be hard to answer. Protectively she placed her right hand over her very swollen belly "The baby's yours Joe"
Some people say silence is golden, for Jac Naylor it was torture. He sat there for the longest time starring at her round abdomen. "You keep your mouth open like that for much longer you'll catch flies," she informed him.
"Sorry," he said not much above a whisper. His voice was shaky and unsure. "Jac I…"
She was having his baby. The girl with the damaged heart was having his child, and soon from the look of it. He would be a father again and Harry would have a little brother or sister. The thought made him smile. "When are you due?"
"Four weeks," Jac confirmed "I'd have told you sooner but I figured it was better to do it in person rather than over the phone. I'm sorry I should have told you sooner"
"Yes you should have," Joseph wasn't annoyed, he was a little too shocked to be annoyed. But he was disappointed though. He thought Jac knew she could come to him if she needed to. Granted he hadn't really been in touch over the last six months. Sure he had tried to stay in contact. But it got hard. Especially when you miss the other person so much that you know that the limited contact will surely drive you crazy. So you try to be brave and cut all ties together. It hadn't been easy mind. There had been many nights where he had lay awake starring at his phone willing her to text or call him. Every day he checked his email and answering machine in the hope that she would communicate with him in some way. Show him that she was still alive and still cared, but she hadn't and the thought of ringing her and being rejected was almost too much to bear, so he had left her to it. 'Your such a fool Joseph,' he scolded himself 'All this time she needed you and you weren't there'
"I'm not here to ask you for anything," Jac informed him interrupting his thoughts "If you want to be part of the baby's life that would be great. But I won't put any pressure on you. I know you might need time,"
He nodded slowly, his limited vocabulary made Jac feel uncomfortable. She needed to get out of there. Grabbing a pen and the prescription pad off his desk Jac scribbled on it. "This is the hotel I'm staying at," Jac the told him "The room number is 105. We need to talk properly but I don't think here and now is right," handing over the paper Jac headed towards the door. Turning back she smiled "You look good Joe, Country life suits you," and with that she left the room empty all but a very quiet and confused Joseph trying to make sense of what just happened.