Jonny awoke the next day with a mild headache from the stress of the day before. He had spent a long time last night flicking through memories with Jac in his mind. He hadn't thought about her for that long or that deeply in a long time and he was surprised when she popped into his head first thing that morning.
"This woman is ruining my life" he thought to himself before climbing out of bed and into the shower.
Jac slept fitfully, her dreams were troubled with crying children, images of the antichrist and Hansen telling her she'd never get any further in her career at Holby if she had a child. She awoke with a gasp just as Elliott was about to lay his chubby fingers on her protruding belly.
'Just a dream' she sighed before the sharp pain of remembrance that it was not completely a dream hit her. Her stomach sank like a stone and she lay motionless staring at the ceiling for a few minutes. Her mind was mostly blank except for one phrase
'you'd be a terrible mother'
Jonny had yelled it at her in a moment of rage and frustration but it had hurt. More deeply than she'd allowed herself to admit. Nurse Maconie had hooked his talons into her heart and her head was struggling to remove them. This was more than skin deep now, this was more than her cold shell and his annoying ability to worm his way in to her life, whether she wanted him there or not. This was now all about a small parasite that had implanted itself into the wall of her uterus and was about to change her life forever.