Sunday, 10:20am

They had finally stopped for a break after travelling for 3 hours and there wasn't anyone more relieved than the 24 week pregnant Jac.
"Right, I'm gonna stretch my legs." Jonny announced as he took his seat belt off. "You coming?" He queried as he looked at Jac who was waiting to get up.
"I need the toilet thanks." Jac said sarcastically as she picked up her small rucksack and began waddling down the coach aisle with the others coming behind them.
"I can look after your bag for you." Jonny suggested.
"No thanks." Jac sighed as she carefully went down the steps to get off of the coach.
"You sure? I don't mind." Jonny smiled but he stopped because Jac glared at him before she stormed off and Mo gave Jonny a little kick. "Ay! What was that for?" Jonny moaned as he rubbed the back of his leg.
"She's obviously got pads in there or whatever that she needs to change you moron." Mo stated quietly and Mr T laughed as he joined them. The three were walking slowly towards the services building compared to Jac who was waddling at a faster pace to empty her bladder. Jonny wasn't going to go to the toilet, but he thought it might as well.
"What pads? She can't be on the blob." Jonny stated.
"Well she's either got a leaky bladder or it's becuase of discharge." Mo stated; she had been there before.
"Nice." Jonny said sarcastically.

"It's because she's got a weak bladder." Mr T stated as the trio entered the building which was thankfully warmer than the chilly air outside. "She leaked a little by accident at her 20 week scan when I pushed the probe down on her lower abdomen so I could get a clearer picture." He explained. Jonny's lips made an 'o' shape before he went off to the toilet, followed by Mr T. Mo entered the ladies toilet where Gemma was standing at the sinks taking her make up off with wet paper towels.
"What happened to you?" Mo asked as she tried not to laugh.
"There was a kid in the entrance who had just gotten a new water gun." Gemma stated angrily as she wiped the final bit of makeup off and then chucked the soggy paper towels in the bin. "I don't suppose you've got any make up on you have you?" She queried Mo as Mo had just entered a cubicle and locked it.

"No sorry. Ask Jac, she's probably got some." Mo stated. She knew that Jac wasn't overly fussed on makeup but she usually used a bit of eye make up along with a thin layer of foundation.
"Where is she?" Gemma queried. As she did, a toilet flushed and Jac came out of a cubicle, placed her bag on the side and washed her hands. "Never mind." Gemma shouted to Mo. "Ms Naylor, have you got any foundation I could borrow please? Or a concealer?" She asked awkwardly. She didn't want Harry to see her bare face despite the fact that Harry wasn't that shallow.

Jac dried her hands before she unzipped her rucksack and took out a small black zip up toiletries bag.
"Knock yourself out." Jac joked half heartedly as she handed the bag to Gemma. Gemma placed the bag and opened it to find lots of small travel sized make up tubes and containers. "I'll be on the coach, just give it to me when you get back." Jac ordered before she left the bathroom; she couldn't be bothered to stand for any longer than she had to.

Jac walked out of the ladies toilets to find that Jonny was waiting for her.
"Sorry, I was a bit insensitive about looking after your bag for you." Jonny said softly as the pair walked back to the coach. "How bad is it? Your bladder?" He asked quietly. Jac shot a glare at Jonny before she looked around her to check that no one had heard him.
"How the hell do you know?" Jac snapped.
"A little birdie told me." Jonny smirked.
"I'm gonna kill Thompson." She muttered. "Don't you dare tell anyone else." Jac ordered before she attempted to storm off towards the coach but she actually got no faster than her previous pace because of her heavy 24 week bump which Jonny found amusing.

Gemma walked out of the toilets to find that Harry was waiting for her.
"What's that?" He queried as he nodded to the black zip bag sticking out of Gemma's pocket. He was sure she didn't have it when she went in.
"Oh um, Ms Naylor's make up. I borrowed some because of that little brat." Gemma snarled as she glared at the little kid with the water gun on their way out. Harry smirked and put his arm around her shoulders. "Harry." Gemma said sternly.
"Right can we settle this, are we going out or not? Because we seem to be together one minute but then the next you won't let me touch you." Harry stated.
"I... Well I... I don't know." Gemma concluded eventually.
"Alright then, let's make this simpler. Gemma, will you be my girlfriend?" Harry asked as he took Gemma's hand in his. They had both stopped just inside the doors of the service station so that they weren't out in the cold.

Gemma just smiled and pulled Harry into a hug.
"Yes." She replied quietly. Whilst the pair were hugging, Michael and Sacha had just come out of the toilets and as they walked past, Sacha wolf whistled. "Sacha!" Gemma shrieked.
"Well I believe a congratulations is in order." Michael announced and Sacha couldn't hide his massive grin. Nor could Gemma or Harry as they pulled apart. "C'mon you nosey git, I don't think they need an audience." Michael smirked as he pulled Sacha with him back to the coach.

"You're addicted to that thing." Jonny stated as Jac put coca cola lip balm on. Again. She had gotten a small one as a free sample when she was shopping for maternity clothes for the trek just over a week ago, and since then she had fallen in love with it. Little did Jonny know, in Jac's hiking bag, she had a whole set of them. She had coke, vanilla coke, cherry coke, orange fanta, lemon fanta, strawberry fanta, grape fanta and sprite.

Each was a flavoured stick of lip balm and although she didn't go through one stick per day, she had all of the different flavours because she liked to change them every few hours and she didn't want to be craving one of them in the middle of nowhere because that would either lead to an extremely angry punch up with an inanimate object such as a tree (or an animate object such as Jonny's balls) or it would lead to an emotional break down and she'd probably have a little sob to herself.

"No I'm not, I just get dry lips." Jac lied as she put it back in her coat pocket.

Mo slipped back onto the coach whilst Mr T stood with Guy by the side of the coach after he had asked to have a word with the new CEO.
"So what's this about?" Guy queried.
"Well um, Mo Effanga, has a gynaecology issue that means that she can't do the swimming activity." Mr T lied as he tried to think up of something that didn't seem too bad, but he couldn't think of anything.
"Right is this issue just that she's on her period?" Guy asked bluntly.
"No, no." Mr T replied.
"Well what's the issue then?" Guy asked.
"Vaginal thrush." Mr T blurted out. "Yeah she's got it really bad and she only started the treatment for it yesterday. If she went swimming, I think it would only aggravate her condition so I'd rather that she avoided swimming on this occasion." Mr T explained casually. In his head he was rather pleased about the lie he had concocted but he knew that if he told Mo, she wouldn't be happy.
"Right." Guy said awkwardly. "Well if that's what you think, she doesn't have to do it. And I suppose it would even the team number up." He concluded. "But she'll have to stay at camp with Ms Naylor." He added.
"Okay, thank you." Mr T smiled as he got onto the coach and then grinned like a Cheshire Cat as he walked away from his boss.

He got to the back of the coach again and sat next to Mo.
"Well?" Mo queried hopefully.
"You don't have to swim." He smiled and mo squealed.
"Thank you." She smiled as she hugged him. "What did you use as an excuse?" Mo queried.
"I just said you're on and you have heavy periods." Mr T lied again. He felt bad about lying but it was for the best.
"Thank you." Mo smiled as she kissed Mr T on the cheek. He could only hope that Mo didn't find out what he had actually said to her boss...

Thanks for reading, the next chapter will be when they arrive in Scotland :) Please review x