An hour later, Jo was waiting to see the doctor.

"Miss Masters, Room three..." the Receptionist called.

Jo slowly made her way down the corridor and knocked on the door before entering the office.

"Afternoon, Jo," the doctor said, "And how can I help today?"

"I've been a little sick the last few days... nausea etc..."

"Ok, it could just be a stomach bug, but we'll run some tests. Is there anything I should know first...? Are you taking any medication, had any accidents, pregnant?"

"I don't know..."

"We can do a pregnancy test first then."

"Ok..."

"Is everything ok?"

"Yeah, let's just get this over and done with?"

The doctor nodded, some questions, she thought, were easier to phrase than others... some patients were easier than others too.

Jo waited rather impatiently for the results 10 minutes later.

"Jo, I've got the results, almost everything came back negative... apart from the pregnancy test."

Jo sat silently and nodded.

"I'll book an appointment at St Hugh's, if you're free I can see about getting you in today?" she asked.

"I'm off work today."

"Ok. Really, is everything ok? You look a little... shocked."

"It wasn't exactly planned... that's all... What time can they squeeze me in?"

"I'll give them a call." The doctor picked up her phone, watching Jo who was in her own little world.

Thoughts were running through Jo's mind of what Stevie would stay and do. She didn't want to lose her.

"Jo... they can fit you in about two hours, is there anything you want to talk about?"

"No, I'm alright... Thanks, that's great."

"If you're sure..."

"Yeah, thanks again..." Jo replied as she stood up and walked outside the surgery, calling a taxi.

The doctor waited for Jo to leave and called St Hugh's back. Knowing her luck she'd get a cheery midwife who'd gush, evidently that wasn't the right reaction to this pregnancy right now.


Jo arrived at the station 15 minutes later, pale and in shock. She slowly made her way up to CID.

Stevie looked up and around after a hard kick in the shin from Mickey. "What's wrong?" Stevie asked walking her into the first empty room, despite it being Sam's office.

"You said to come here after my appointment, so here I am..."

"Please tell me you didn't drive, I love you Jo but you look awful right now... what did they say?"

"Taxi, I listen occasionally... St Hugh's in a few hours."

"Why sweetheart? And I'll come."

"Just a couple of tests, nothing to worry about, I'll be ok on my own."

"Really?" Stevie frowned a little.

"Yes."

"Ok," Stevie hugged Jo, "I worry ok?"

"I mean, you're ill and you listen in the same day..."

"I'm alright, Stevie."

Stevie nodded, "Still going to worry."

"I never suggested you wouldn't."

Stevie hugged Jo again rolling her eyes, "And you're sure you don't want me to come?"

"Yes. If it makes you feel better I will come back here after I'm done."

"Thank you."

Jo smiled a little. "Have you seen Sam?"

"I think she's brooding, we've nicked her office."

Jo smiled a little. "Need to speak to her, that's all."

"Alright," Stevie kissed Jo.

Jo kissed Stevie back lightly. "I love you."

"I love you too."

"I'll see you in a minute."

Stevie nodded, apologising to Sam as she left the office.

"Hi," Jo said softly.

"Hello, fancy a DI position or was that the Mrs?" she asked.

"Not just yet."

"Good job. I quite like my office," she smiled, "So, what brings you in looking like I'm going to have to call an ambulance?"

"Just wanted to give you this..." Jo replied, handing Sam an envelope, containing a doctor's note with the reason why she needed time off, marked 'private'.

"Right, shall I open it now or later?"

"Later if you want, I've got to go soon anyway. Appointment at St Hugh's..."

"Ok then..."

"Call me, yeah?"

"Yeah, course. Do you want a lift?"

"If it's not too much trouble?"

"No, not at all," Sam picked up her bag and phone, "I could do with a break from Gary if I'm honest, he's so enthusiastic."

"Oh, I know. I'll meet you down there. I'll just say a quick goodbye to Stevie."

"Sure," Sam nodded and smiled.

"Hey, I'll um, see you at home later," Jo said as she walked over to Stevie's desk.

"Ok," Stevie smiled and kissed Jo's cheek, "Not touching the kitchen when you get home, just rest ok?"

"I'll try," Jo replied, kissing Stevie quickly before going to meet Sam.