Patricia's POV

'Oh my dear lovely!' cooed Trudy, bustling into my room with a tray full of comfort food, cold flannels and medicine. 'What has happened to you?' Eddie shuffled into the room behind her, and he gave me a quick look which clearly told me to let him do the talking. 'Well this morning Patricia was feeling a bit dodgy, so I suggested a walk out - y'know, fresh air and all that. Anyway, as we were walking she started to get real bad stomach pains so we just sat down on a bench to see if it would pass. Well it didn't and then, well, she threw up all over herself!' 'Ohh you poor dear!' cried Trudy, whilst I gave Eddie a grateful look for covering for me. 'It must be a stomach bug, perhaps I should put the House under Quarantine to make sure it doesn't spread...' Trudy began to mumble to herself as she poured me a large glass of orange juice, or OJ as Eddie likes to call it. 'Call me if you need anything, dear,' said Trudy before leaving the room.

Once she had gone I sighed deeply, and Eddie flumped down on my bed, causing the orange juice I was drinking to spill all over my duvet. 'Oh s*** Patricia I'm so sorry!' he hastily apologized, leaning forward to strip the sheet off. However, I caught him by wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him towards my face, whilst he - still very shocked - just went with it.'Sorry' I giggled, 'Couldn't resist!'

A while later the two of us reemerged from the covers, now both starkers, feeling lovely since our last f***ing session. However Joy chose that moment to walk in. 'Hey Patricia, Trudy said you were ill an- oh! Was I, er, interrupting...' I could see Joys eyes taking in the scene, me and Eddie hot, sweaty and naked under the covers together, with orange juice still spilt all over the bed. 'F*** this looks wrong!' I exclaimed, suddenly realizing how me and Eddie must look to outsiders. 'And, oh s***, the curtains not even closed!' 'S***!' Eddie gathered the duvet around himself in a vain attempt to prevent anyone seeing him, but I was sure that at least someone would have seen us by now!

Joys POV
After I walked in on Eddie and Patty on at and they realized that everyone walking past could see them, things got back to normal pretty quickly. Eddie hastily returned to his room and I sat down on Pattys bed and helped myself to her toast. 'How's Jerry?' she asked through a mouthful of toast. 'Good date?' Taken aback by her almost friendly inquiry about someone else's date, I automatically replied. 'Yeah it was great.' 'Good' she replied. 'You two really suit each other.' This was getting really weird now. Patricia never says stuff like this, its Amber who's all couple-y. Suddenly, a look of panic and pleading came over Patricia's face, as if she could hold in her thoughts no longer. 'What?' I asked in alarm. 'Joy, you know how I was sick in the morning...' she began. Two words in her sentence somehow connected in my mind and a funny thought popped into my head. 'Morning sickness, omg yeah, how funny it's like actual morning sickness like what preg-'
'No Joy it's not funny! I-I think I might be pregnant...