A/N: Hey guys,
Okay, so I know this story has been on hold for some time now, and I never planned for it to be, but it needed a lot of editing. So after taking the great advice of Kikurukina Bal Des'cagel (who, by the way, is an awesome writer and you should definitely check out her stories), I have changed quite a lot, made the details more realistic, added new parts, cut out old parts e.c.t e.c.t, but the story line is still pretty much the same. So, here is Twisted Love, up and running again. I'd love to see what you guys think of the changes, so please review (any constructive criticism is welcome) :)
Gemma Cane x

Bloom walked up the long aisle between shelves stacked full of cans and tins of various food. Tinned tomatoes, tinned pears, tinned pineapples. Bingo. She placed one in her basket and turned to go. But she stopped, shrugging her shoulders and grabbing another tin. She was running low after all. Everybody craved something or other during pregnancy, and for her it had been pineapple chunks. She continued to the top of the shop and started to make her way along the length of it. Down the chilled aisle, she spotted Sky picking up a pint of milk. He saw her too, and went to meet her. He was frowning in concern, and Bloom rolled her eyes at him. Here we go...

Sky reached her and instantly reached for the shopping basket. "Here, let me take it."

"Sky, I'm pregnant, not weak." Bloom argued, holding the basket away from him. "I get that you care, but I'm perfectly capable to carry some groceries around a shop."

Sky raised his eyebrows at her. "I just don't want anything to go wrong."

"Carrying things around won't harm either of us."

"Sure?"

Bloom nodded. "Sure."

"No harm in being careful now, is there?" Sky pointed out, as they walked down towards the checkouts.

"Yeah, but being careful is one thing, too careful is something else." She smiled. "You need to stop worrying, Sky. What will you be like when the baby's on the outside?"

"Sorry." Sky was being very defensive. "It's just that it's not long now, and I want everything to be okay."

"I know. 34 weeks done and only 6 more to go." Bloom summarised as they arrived at the front of the queue.

The shop assistant scanned their items and moodily asked them for the money, giving the well timed speech asking if they wanted mobile top ups, vouchers for anything ect ect. Sky shook his head, politely declining the offers, and then they left and headed for the car in the car park.

"Someone clearly hates their job." Sky muttered. "Why is it that no one knows how to smile at people these days?"

"It's called being a teenager." Bloom laughed. "God, you're making yourself sound so old!"

"I am old. And being married to you doesn't help! No wonder my hair is going grey!" He winked cheekily at her.

Bloom raised an eyebrow at him. "You won't be married much longer if you say any more things like-"

She stopped suddenly, hunching over. Sky, who was now a couple of paces ahead of her, realised no one was following him anymore and turned around. He ran back to Bloom and dropped the shopping to the floor.

"Bloom? What's wrong?"

"The baby...something's happening." She gasped.

"No, no...it- it's too soon." Sky argued. "Just relax, okay? Keep breathing. I-I'm sure it'll pass."

He held onto her, supporting her. Slowly, Bloom straightened up, her face contorted in pain.

"Should I ring for help? Drive you to the hospital?" Sky rushed.

Bloom shook her head. "No...no. I think it's passing."

"But you cant be sure honey." Sky worried.

"I think I can be. Yes, it's definitely passing. I'm okay Sky. Remember when this happened before? A few weeks ago?"

He nodded.

"We rang Susan, and she said that it was fine. Nothing to worry about. A false alarm. This time was no different. The pains felt exactly the same as before. They were strange. They weren't constant, and they passed...eventually."

"But-"

"Susan's a midwife, Sky. She has been for many years. I think she'd know what she's talking about. Don't you?" Bloom tried. When Sky still seemed unconvinced, she said, "This kind of thing is normal in pregnancy. It happens to lots of people. So let's just calm down, and go home, alright?"

Reluctantly, Sky nodded, picked up the bag and carried on back to the car, keeping a watchful eye on Bloom.

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Pulling into the parking lot of their apartment building in Magix, Sky climbed out of the car and collected the shopping from the boot. Bloom followed him, and they approached the door. After tapping in the code, the pair stepped into the air conditioned lobby and made their way to the elevator. Sky called the lift, shifting the overflowing bag from hand to hand as the plastic cut into his fingers.

"Jeez, the lift sure does take its time, doesn't it?" He breathed, lowering the bag to the floor. "You'll have finished your pregnancy by the time it gets here!"

No reply.

"Bloom?" Sky asked.

Turning around, he saw Bloom, sweat pouring from her face, doubled over in front of the elevator. She was taking deep breaths and clutching her stomach. Sky ran to Bloom, ignoring the cans and tins that rolled from the shopping bag he kicked over on his way.

"Are you okay?" He cried.

"I...I don't know..."

Sky helped her across to one of two seats that lived in the lobby. "Here, sit down. It'll pass, okay? Just like before. Another false alarm. It's too early yet sweetie."

Bloom sat down, gripping the arm rest. She didn't look any less in pain. Sky was starting to freak out. Normally, these waves would be over in a few seconds, or when she sat down, or changed her position. But Bloom still moaned in pain.

"Sky, I don't think this is a false alarm." She gasped. "Normally, when I move, the contractions change...they aren't constant. But this time..." She paused, taking several deep breaths. "This time's different. The baby, Sky. It's coming."

Sky stood there in shock. "What? Bloom, no, it's practically a whole month too early! Are you sure, because-"

"Sky!" She interrupted. "No, I'm not sure, but if past experiences are anything to go by, I have a feeling I'm right. Ring Susan, explain what's happening- !" She clutched her stomach again. "Quickly."

Sky did as he was told, calling the midwife and telling her that Bloom might be going into premature labour. He explained why they thought that, exactly what had happened and then helped Bloom back out to the car upon instruction to get to the hospital as quickly as possible.

As he gripped the steering wheel, to the point where his knuckles turned white, Bloom sat beside him, breathing deep. Sky squeezed one of her hands and kept his other on the wheel. All his fears of something going wrong were happening, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. You can't beat nature. Turning the corner towards the hospital he looked at Bloom, who's eyes were closed in concentration. She was trying to breathe steadily and calmly, but Sky could see the fear. They both knew their baby was in trouble, and he hadn't even begun to live yet.

Trouble? Danger?

Sky sighed. Runs in the family.