p class="bbc_left"Chapter 2/p
p class="bbc_left"br /span style="color: #280099;"emGlancing at his watch he sighs. He knew it wouldn't be long before he reached London and he had some explaining to do to his parents. He felt guilty leaving Lisa so soon after her announcement but she seemed keen to make sure he still went to London that night, adding that they could talk next week when they both had some time to think about it all. Plus he still wanted to go for that job interview. Why should Lisa's pregnancy hold back his career? Plus she seemed to understand been in the profession herself. He knew she was right about needing time and he also knew she needed more time to get her head round it than he did. Yes it was a shock but he always wanted kids not so soon maybe but it had happened and he didn't care about the timing anymore. He just hoped his parents were as keen as him. /em/spanbr /br /span style="color: #280099;"emHe stayed silent, sipping on the tea in his hand, as he let his message sink in. All his mother managed was "What?" which was more than his dad had mustered together. He hadn't even mentioned Lisa before so it was safe to say this was unexpected and they hadn't heard the full story yet. But then he wasn't great at keeping his parents in the know about his love life as he rarely entered serious relationships. He didn't find it possible as he rarely stayed in one city very long before moving anywhere that benefited his career. His parents knew that and never seemed to bothered. Yes he would get the odd hint from his mother to settle down soon now that he was in his 30s but truthfully he just didn't worry about it. It would happen sometime. Having found his voice his father sits up slowly in his chair, his grey eyebrows creased in confusion. /em/spanbr /br /span style="color: #280099;""emTell us about...Lisa?"/em/spanbr /br /span style="color: #280099;""emYes Lisa. She's the Sister of AE. She's from Holby. She has long strawberry blonde hair. I think I have a picture with me somewhere." Sitting up herself her face was full of worry. What was he playing at? Unable to keep her thoughts to herself much longer she voices her concern./em/spanbr /br /span style="color: #280099;""emBut marriage Andrew? You could have only just met her!"/em/spanbr /br /span style="color: #280099;""emAh well I haven't told you the full story yet." Reaching into his pocket he takes out a photo of Duffy, taken a few weeks ago on one of their rare days off and passes it across to his parents. As he hunts for the picture his mothers face falls once more, before smiling as she looks at the photo./em/spanbr /br /span style="color: #280099;""emWhat? What's the full story?" She couldn't help but study the photo. The woman was very pretty she understood why her son had fallen for her but still. They must of only known each other three odd months. It was like her son be on another planet most of the time but she didn't trust a woman as daft to get engaged so quickly. What was this women like? "She's very beautiful Andrew."/em/spanbr /br /span style="color: #280099;"emSmiling he attempts to think out what to tell them. "She is."/em/spanbr /br /span style="color: #280099;""emWhat is the full story Andrew?"/em/spanbr /br /span style="color: #280099;""emLisa is...Well she's pregnant."/em/spanbr /br /span style="color: #280099;"emShe didn't give a damn about people finding out. It wasn't on her list of worries and there was one hell of a list. Well. Most people finding out. She was however terrified to tell her mother. They didn't share a great relationship at the best of times. Most likely due to the both of them been far to stubborn for their own good and sharing completely different opinions on just about everything. Her mother was very religious, something Duffy didn't share any belief in, and this was not going to go down well at all. It was going to look very bad at her church, if she bothered to tell anyone. She wouldn't put it past her mother to not bother. If she'd been married she knew her mother would have been overjoyed at the prospect of a grandchild. It was only last month she asked her when she was going to stop focussing on her career and settle down. She'd rolled her eyes and calming explained that she wasn't in a relationship and it just wasn't on the cards right now. She knew trying to explain her casual relationship with Andrew wouldn't be accepted and she'd only just get a lecture. But she would have been better explaining it because now she had to face telling and she knew she'd bring up the fact she lied to her. Why the hell was she so stupid? But her mother wasn't the only person she didn't want to tell. The thought of telling Charlie and Megan for that matter filled her with dread. She just couldn't face it. She feared she'd let them and the department down. She'd only just been promoted. Curled up on the sofa she keeps glancing towards her phone, considering calling her mother but deciding against it each time. Her biggest worry, the one that was preventing her from sleeping, was Andrew. She barely knew the man! She knew all about his career but little about him. He was from London, didn't have any brothers or sisters and his parents still lived in London and that was about it. Worse still he knew even less about her. She'd never mentioned her mother or anything about herself at all. How could she trust this guy not to just run off when it got tough? How did she know he'd even come back from London? She knew he was going for a job interview and she didn't want to hold him back. Not that she thought anyone could hold back Andrew and his career. But the thought of committing to Andrew scared the life out of her just as much as the thought of been a single mother. Her head was swimming with conflicting fears so much so she just wanted to sit and cry. /em/spanbr /br /span style="color: #280099;"emShe kept her eyes focussed on the dishes in front of her but her mind was one hundred percent on her son. He was a bloody doctor, brought up by two medical professionals, and was so stupid to get some nurse she didn't know bloody pregnant. She could strangle the idiot. Her husband seemed to take the news much better than she had. Turning round on hearing the footsteps behind her she sighs./em/spanbr /br /span style="color: #280099;""emHi."/em/spanbr /br /span style="color: #280099;""emStill freaking out I take it?"/em/spanbr /br /span style="color: #280099;""emYes! He barely knows the women!"/em/spanbr /br /span style="color: #280099;""emI know. And Lisa barely knows him. I think she'll be freaking out more. Don't you?"/em/spanbr /br /span style="color: #280099;""emI guess."/em/spanbr /br /span style="color: #280099;""emWe just need to make sure he supports her. It takes two. I was thinking if he gets this job and they move down here or even if they stay in Holby we help them find a flat. Neither of them will have that much money most likely."/em/spanbr /br /span style="color: #280099;""emYes. Oh I didn't think of that. Yeah that's a good idea." Sighing once more she sits herself down at the kitchen table. "I know I told him I wanted him to settle down and that I wanted grand kids but not like this." /em/spanbr /br /span style="color: #280099;""emLife is never how you plan it." Leaning against the doorway he smiles at his parents, not that they've noticed him just yet. He knew what they were talking about but asks anyway. Interested to see what they'd say./em/spanbr /br /span style="color: #280099;""emWhat are you two talking about?"/em/spanbr /br /span style="color: #280099;""emNothing much, I'm off to watch my TV program. I'll leave you and your dad to talk." Smiling softly, and a bit falsely, she heads out the room to leave her son and husband to discuss help with a flat. The thought of sitting watching other dysfunctional families made her feel a little better, even if they were fictional. At least there wasn't anything else her son could throw at her. She hoped. /em/span/p