Ten minutes later, Jac stood up and flushed the toilet; she had been sitting next to the toilet leaning against the wall. She unlocked the bathroom door and hoped that Jonny hadn't left her. She blamed her outburst on the damn hormones.

Jonny heard her unlock the door. He picked up the glass of water he had poured for her and walked towards the door. As she came out, she let out a sigh of relief in her mind that he hadn't gone. She took the glass of water and nodded in thanks as she took a small sip. Jac made her way towards the living room where she gently sat on the sofa.

"You can go back to work now."

"Ive already told you, Mo's covering for me for the rest of the day so that I can stay with you. I'm not leaving." A few minutes silence passed before Jonny decided to break it. "Right um" Jonny began as he got up. "Here" he said as he handed her a bit paper and a pen off of the side. "Now you write down anything you want while I go to the toilet and then I'll go to the shops." He said as he walked towards the toilet.

In the toilet, Jonny noticed that there was a blanket and a small pillow tucked behind the door on the floor. He assumed that she must use them when she feels sick at night when she must sleep on the bathroom floor.

When Jonny returned, Jac handed him the small list :

-Paracetamol

-Prescription pain killers

-Bread

-Bottled Water.

He loved her small neat handwriting, but he still hasn't happy with such a small list. "Why do you need your prescription and paracetamol?"

"Because, my prescription isn't strong enough on its own and I can't take anything stronger because of this." Jac gestured her hands around her stomach.

"Right. Come on, you've got to have something decent for lunch." Jac rolled her eyes at him. "How about... Chicken soup?"

"Is that your cure for everything?"

"Well it worked when you had 'period pains' didn't it?"

"Not really, I was in pain for the rest of the night."

"No you weren't you were asleep."

"No you were asleep, I was in agony."

"Well why didn't you wake me?"

"Because, you'd only have wanted to talk and talking wasn't something I wanted to do."

"Yeah but-"

"Jonny, can we not do this please." Jac interrupted. Jonny paused for a few minutes.

"Right, I'm going to the shops. Are you sure this is all you want?" Jonny asked holding her small list as he picked up his car keys.

"Yes, oh my prescription is on the top of my bag" Jac said as she pointed over towards the kitchen counter.

"Right, I won't be long." Jonny said as he picked up the bit of paper. "Jesus Christ!"

"What?" Jac asked worriedly as she jumped up from the sofa as fast as her aching body would let her.

"These knock out horses."

"Oh haha." Jac laughed sarcastically as she slowly sat back down on the sofa.

"Bye!" Jonny walked out of the door.

-20 minutes later-

Jonny walked into Jac's flat and dumped the four shopping bags on the side. He looked in the living room only to find that it was empty. So, he poked his head round the bedroom door to find Jac hugging her knees, fast asleep on the bed. He smiled at her, she looked so peaceful because if she was sleeping, she wasn't moaning.

He quietly crept back to the kitchen and began to unpack the shopping. Despite the fact that Jac had only asked for four things, he bought quite a lot. He had got her some chocolates (Malteasers were her favourite), chicken soup, magazines and the basics (I.e. bread, milk, butter, fruit.) As he opened the fridge to put the butter away, he was glad he got more than Jac had asked for because it was empty. As were the cupboards and the fruit bowl.

After packing away, Jonny picked up Jac's new prescription, and placed it in her medicine cupboard that was filled with a first aid kit and who knows how many different pain killers. He picked up the prescription painkillers that she had already started and grabbed a bottle of water. He also grabbed the magazines that he got her and Malteasers.

He slowly and quietly walked into her bedroom and placed the items on her bedside cabinet, then he sat on the end of the bed. He looked at his watch and saw that it was only 11am. He sighed wondering what he was going to do for the rest of the day. But the sigh must have been louder that he anticipated because Jac began to stir.

"Hey." Jac groaned as she sat up.

"You can stay there if you want, I got you a few things." Jonny pointed towards the bedside cabinet.

"Oh thanks. What's the time?"

"Just gone past eleven. Why?"

"I should probably take these then." Jac replied as she picket up the tablets and popped two out of the packet. She swallowed them dry before opening the bottle of water slowly and sipping some.

"Are you still feeling sick?"

"Not as much... Did you get chicken soup?"

"No." Jonny lied "you said you didn't want it." Jonny continued, he felt rather guilty when he saw the disappointed look on Jac's face. "I'm joking, I got you your chicken soup! Do you want me to warm it up for you?"

"Um, yes please." Jac smiled a little, Jonny smiled back still sitting on the end of her bed. "Well go on then, I need to get changed."

"Oh and you need me out of the room for you to do so?"

"Just go."

"Why, it's not like I haven't seen it all before, many times might I add. Wait, are you showing yet?... You are aren't you?" Jonny smiled. "Let me see!"

"No I'm not showing." Jac stated unconvincingly. "So get out."

"Alright, I'm going." Jonny retreated and he put his hands up in the air as he walked out towards the kitchen.

Jac laid out a pair of leggings, a t-shirt and a baggy hoodie. She took off her blouse she wore to work this morning over her head, carefully avoiding her stitches. She looked in the long mirror. She smirked as she saw how neat Elliot's stitching was. It couldn't have been easy for him to stitch Jac Naylor's headshe thought, especially as she had not been in a good mood that morning. Then she looked down, she placed her hands on her stomach and smoothed them over the small bump.

Meanwhile, Jonny was heating up the chicken soup on the hob, he was cooking enough for two people so that he could eat too. He warmed up two bowls in the microwave then placed them on the side with a spoon next to each one.

It wasn't long before Jac appeared from the bedroom, she walked in and sat on the sofa. Jonny laughed a little. "I take it we're not eating at the table then?!"

"Yeah well, my stomach hurts a bit and those hard chairs don't help." Jac explained, Jonny was happy that she had told him, but concerned for them both.

"What kind of pain?"

"Endometrial."

"Oh right." He awkwardly replied as he poured the soup into two bowls. It was always an awkward topic for him because they hadn't talked about it much. He placed a spoon in each bowl and grinder some black pepper over the top.

"Here you go. Chicken soup a la Jonny!" Jonny said as he handed her a bowl and sat down next to her.

"You mean chicken soup a la Heinz?" Jac smirked as she took her first mouthful.

"Yeah well, that too." Jonny admitted. They ate in silence, but it wasn't an awkward silence. As she finished, Jonny who had already finished got up and took her bowl off of her.

"Before you start clearing up"

"Who said I was clearing up?" Jonny joked.

"You made the mess! Anyway... could you get me the magazines and Malteasers from my room please?" Jac asked as she fluttered her eyelids.

"Fine."

Jonny picked up the items from Jac's bedside cabinet, but as he heard a high pitched yelp, he dropped them and immediately ran back to Jac. She was doubled over in pain nearly sliding off of the sofa.

"What it is? What's wrong?" Jonny asked worriedly. It took a few moments before Jac had the ability to speak.

"It just an endometr-" Jac's words were replaced by groans of pain. Jonny knew what she was going to say so he was sure it was nothing to worry about. He took her hands in his for reassurance, and to fight the pain, Jac crushed Jonny's hands. As the pain subsided, and as the blood circulated back to Jonny's hands, he guided her back into a comfy position on the sofa.

"Ouch!" Jonny joked as he shook his hands.

"Sorry."

"It's alright, at least I know I'm going to need a pair of boxing gloves when you go into labour!" Jac and Jonny both laughed a little. "Right hang on a moment." Jonny got up, when he returned, he gave Jac her magazines and Malteasers. "Thankyou."

"It's alright. Right, I'll go and clear up 'my' mess then!" Jonny joked as he walked into the kitchen, Jac began eating her Malteasers and pulled interested, shocked and 'really?' Faces at the magazines.

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