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Chapter Three

"So Miss Moss... you are booked for your c-section at eight.. do you understand the process or have any questions?" The young dark haired woman asked as Stevie sat nervously holding Smithys hand. "No.. I have spoke to my midwife about the process" she tightened her grip on Smithys hand and the lady smiled "With you being five weeks early and we already know the baby is small it will be transfered to the special baby unit..." she interupted "Will I not even be able to hold it..". The woman smiled at the two "Not straight away.. we will have to make sure the baby is ok first.." Smithy smiled "Is there a chance it may not be then?". She smiled between the two once again "There is a risk with all babys... even full term ones... five weeks really is not that early so please try not to worry.." she paused and Smithy kissed her hand gently "I will be back for you in a little while" the lady smiled before leaving them sat alone in the room. "Smithy..." he glanced down and he could see fear on her face "The baby might die". He shook his head "It wont happen... with you as a Mummy that little Cupcake couldnt be stronger". She shook her head "Dont Smithy.." she pulled from him and he sighed "I dont know what you want me to say Stevie... I know that little baby of ours is going to be fine.." she turned to him "But it wont really matter to you if its not... its not your baby.. its mine and lets be honest you would probably be relieved.." he interupted "Thats not fair.. if I wasnt happy about the baby I wouldnt of let our relationship develop". She shook her head "No.. you are not truely happy I am having this baby.. not as happy as you would of been if it was yours..." she watched as he rose to his feet and headed to the door, he turned back to her briefly "Maybe I'd of preffered the baby to of been mine, but then does that really make me a monster?" he paused and she glanced down as he pulled on the door handle, still keeing his eyes on her "But it really didnt make a difference to me... I would love that baby like it was my own... and if we ever had another one they would both be exactly the same... and you know why?" he asked and she felt tears prick at her eyes "Because for some stupid reason Im madly in love with you... and that baby is part of you but I guess thats never gunna be good enough". The tears streamed down her cheeks as he walked from the room, she knew he wasnt bothered about the baby not being his, and it takes a real man to take on someone elses baby and Smithy hadnt even thought twice about it. She knew he loved her and she truely loved him. How could she have spoke to him like that, however worried or upset she was, it wasnt Smithys fault.

He glanced at his phone as it buzzed in his pocket. He had rested down onto the bench just outside the hospital with his cup of coffee, he could see her name flashing up and he wanted to answer it but what was the point, he couldnt compete, he would never be the babys father and she would never let him forget it. He sighed as the phone rang off and he pushed it back into his pocket. A few seconds later it beeped and he pulled it out '1 new voicemail' the screen read, he smiled as he dialled to get his message. "One new message left today at eight fourteen AM..." the voice began and he took a deep breath as she spoke, he could hear the tears in her voice "Im really sorry Smithy.. I was so out of order and I know its no excuse but I am really frightened.." her voice paused and she sobed slightly "The nurse is coming for me in five minutes... and they said if you want to be there you have to be back.. I can totally understand if you dont... but I really want you to be here when our baby is born...". He sighed to himself as the phone line went dead, she was sobing before she hung up and he knew if he didnt get back he would probably regret it for the rest of his life but then if he did go back he would have to face her and even though she was in the wrong he felt guilty, he shouldnt of got up and walked out, he should of stayed and proved how much he loved her and her baby.

"Stevie..." she wiped her tears as the midwife spoke "We need to take you to thearte now...". Stevie nodded slightly as the midwife continued "I did try and find your partner.. Im sorry". Stevie shook her head "Its not your fault.. I erm... can I just have a second to go to the bathroom...". The midwife nodded "I will grab the wheelchair". She watched the lady disapear before she headed into the ensuite of her room, she pulled some toilet roll from the holder and dabbed at her eyes. Hearing her bedroom door once again she called "Im just coming" as the bathroom door opened she glanced in the mirror and she grinned as he rested against the door frame "Smithy" she sobbed as she turned to face him "I am so sorry". He walked over and pulled her into a hug, he kissed the top of her head "I love you Stevie.. I need you to understand that..". She nodded "I know.. and I love you too Smithy..". The midwife called through to them "Its time Stevie". She nodded as she headed into the room and sunk into the wheelchair, he smiled at her as he knelt down infront of her "Do you want me there... cause if you rather I waited here..." she shook her head "No Smithy... please come with me.. I want you there..". He nodded as the lady began to pull on the wheelchair, he was happy but he was about to become a step-dad and he honestly didnt know if he really could handle it but one thing was for sure he had to try as hard as he possible could and never give up for Stevies sake.

He sat and held her hand as the epidural was injected into her back, it was uncomfatable and she was so relieved she wasnt on her own and she had him there with her. Once she layed back on the bed they began to place a screen over her swollen stomack. He kissed her forehead "You ok?" he asked and she nodded, her legs were starting to go numb, infact her whole body was, it was such an unusual sensation. He kept his hand on hers as she stared at him "Im sorry Smithy... I shouldnt of..." he cut in "Stevie.." he kissed her lips "I love you... and I will never do anything to hurt you..." he paused as he squeezed on her hand "You need to relax... stop worry about me and lets concentrate on this little person eh?". She nodded and he kissed her lips gently "You need to start thinking names" he stated. She smiled, she had a few in the back of her mind but until she knew if she was having a baby boy or girl she couldnt even think of making a descision. She could feel a lot of pulling and tugging, it was so strange and she couldnt find a way to describe how she was feeling. She noticed him glance over the screen and he paled slightly "Is it horrible?". He shook his head slightly "Its not for the faint hearted put it that way.." and she grinned "And there was me thinking you were a big hard as nails copper" she paused as a sense of releif ran through her body and she saw the baby lifted from her stomack. "Stevie.. look" he grinned as they moved the baby towards the door "Is it ok?" she asked and a young midwife smiled "He seems fine.. we just need to cheek as he is early... try and stay calm..". Stevie grinned "He... its a boy?". The lady nodded "Its a boy..." she gestured to the screen "They are just removing the placenta and then they well put your stichs in.. I will find out what is happening with your son". Smithy kissed her forehead "A boy.. its a boy Stevie.. you have a son". She shook her head "We.. we have a son". She smiled up at him as he kissed her lips and she grinned "I want you to adopt him.. so he is yours.." Smithy smiled slightly "Are you serious?". She nodded "I want him to be yours... and I want us to be a proper family.." Smithy nodded "Stevie there is nothing I want more but... you need to think about his Dad.. this bloke might want a chance to get to know his son". Stevie glanced down and he kissed her lips once again "Forget that at the moment... just concentrate on our baby".

She had been moved into recovery and was in a lot of pain when the midwife knocked gently on the door "I have a little man who wants to meet his Mummy" she wheeled in the cot and Stevie grinned as her tiny baby came in to sight "Is he ok?" she asked softly and the midwife nodded "He is absoultly fine.. he weighed five pound so he is small... but he is healty.. we are going to move you to a special care unit so you both get the care you need..." Smithy moved round and took the babys hand in his finger "He is beautfull Stevie... he looks just like you.." she smiled as she tried to push up in the bed, crying out in pain the midwife smiled "I will see if you can have some more pain relief..." Stevie shook her head "I just want to hold my baby". The Lady nodded as she helped her up a little futher and she lifted the baby up and into her arms. Stevie felt the floods of tears run down her cheeks as he slept soundly in her arms. "Has he got a name yet?" the lasy asked. Stevie nodded "Charlie..." she paused and glanced at Smithy "Charlie Smith". The lady smiled "Sounds like a right little charmer.. I will give you some time... I will be back soon when we are ready to move you". Smithy smiled as he pulled the camera from one of her bags and began to take pictures of her and the tiny little boy. He smiled "Smith?" he asked and she nodded "I was kinda hoping one day that I would have your surname.. so it makes sense he takes yours..". A grin spread over his lips "That almost sounded like a proposal DS Moss?". She nodded "And if it was?". He smiled "I cant wait to be your husband.. and a proper Daddy to this little man..". She smiled "I love you... you know that dont you?". He nodded "Corse I do.. and I love you too.. both of you" he lent in and placed a kiss to the babys head before moving to her lips. "I am so proud of you" he grinned and she smiled at him "Thank you Smithy... for everything". He nodded and she could see tears forming in his eyes "I erm.. I need to go and ring your Mum... I will be back in a few minutes.." he lifted her nurses alarm down onto the bed and grinned as he walked to the door.