I hope someone somewhere is reading this and that it's not to far out there for this pair xxx
Chapter 2
Mike was sitting in the kitchen eating his breakfast and Julia was standing by the back door smoking and enjoying some peace and quiet when Gloria and Connie came walking in.
"I'm telling you Gloria. Something isn't right with her". Connie stated.
"Connie. Bloody hell. You are just over-reacting". Gloria yelped.
Julia looked over at the pair as Mike sat watching the two of them with confusion displayed on his face.
"What the hell are you two arguing about now". Julia asked. As she walked back in and took a seat at the table.
"Yeah. Is everything okay". Mike asked.
"Oh it's nothing. Just Connie reading to much into things".
"Gloria. I am not".
"Connie. What's going on". Julia asked.
Connie looked between all three of them. All eyes now on her.
"I'm really worried about Dolly".
"Why". Julie replied.
"Look I'm not making things up here. This is the third morning I've heard her being sick".
Mike's spoon fell from his hand into his bowl when Connie expressed her concern.
"You okay Mike". Julie asked.
"Huh. Oh yeah fine".
"Do you know what's wrong wth her". Julia exquired.
Mike to see all three staring at him waiting for him to tell them. He knew he couldn't say anything to them otherwise Dolly would most certainly string him up.
"Just the flu going around. She'll be fine in a few days". He smiled.
"Flu". Julia said. Looking at him curiously.
"Yeah".
"It's the middle of Summer".
"So. It's Summer flu. Seriously. She's fine". He smiled. As he walked away.
Connie and Gloria took what Mike told them as truth but as Julia watched him walk away. She knew he wasn't telling them the full story.
Mike walked up the stairs and as he approched their room he could hear Dolly being sick. He went through to the bathroom and saw her kneeling over the toilet. The sight of her looking so ill and vunerable. The total opposite of her usual persona broke his heart a little. He went and grabbed a washcloth from the sink and went over to her.
"Are you okay sweetheart". Mike asked. Putting the washcloth to her forehead.
"I'm sorry love. You don't need to be seeing me like this".
"Don't you dare apologise for this. Besides I'm partly to blame for you current conditon".
"Well I won't argue with you on that".
"Maybe you should go back to bed for a bit".
"Sounds like a good idea". She half smiled.
Mike helped her back through to the bedroom and got her settled back into bed.
"Mike".
"Yeah. What is it". He asked. Seeing the concern on her face.
"It will be okay won't it".
"Will what be okay". He asked. Looking confused.
"The baby".
"Oh hunni ofcourse it will. You have to stop worrying about the baby all the time. Dr Mongomery is one of the best. She'll keep you safe. Both of you. I promise".
She gave him a warm smile as Mike leant down and kissed her forehead before leaving the room to let her rest.
To Be Continued...
