"Love just needs a witness and a little forgiveness"
The week had passed quickly and before they knew it, both jac and jonny were in the waiting room for their first scan. Jac's pale face and death grip onto jonny's hand let him know exactly how nervous she was. 'Hey,' he whispered, soothingly, 'everything is going to be fine, stop worrying'. He gave her hand a quick squeeze in reassurance. 'What if i end up like her?' She muttered, barely audible. He face crunched in confusion, 'like who, honey?' The fiery consultant didn't answer, instead choosing to bite her lower lip. 'Jac...?' He tried again. Still, besides a warning flash of her eyes, nothing.
'Ms Naylor...' the receptionist called, signaling for the pair to go in. 'Hi, im doctor stone, would you like to take a seat on the bed.' Jac did as she was asked, hoisting herself onto the shiny blue bed. 'Ok, lift your top, this will be a little cold.' The doctor placed the gel onto her swollen stomach, moving the machine (y- proby thing). Soon, the sound of the heartbeat was all that filled the room, making jonny gasp. He looked over at jac proudly, smiling at the tears of joy in her eyes. 'So, baby seems to be healthy, you're around 13 weeks pregnant, ill make you your next appointment.' The kind doctor smiled down at jac. 'With the history of miscarriages, we'll keep a close eye on you, but lets hope that the second child is as healthy as the first.'
Jacs tears soon vanished to be replaced with shock and anger. 'Jonny, i can explain...'
"But now you roll your eyes and walk away and shake your head..."