'I think we need to talk... How long have you known?' Nick asks as Carla sits on the bed, her knees pulled up close to her chest as she stares at the ultrasound picture they received from the hospital.
'The day before we left I took a test... I had an idea a few weeks ago but I officially found out the day before we were left.' She replies as he glances at the scan picture.
'You said you weren't sure if you wanted to keep the baby... What about now? We still have options?' He says causing her to sigh.
'I can't get rid of it... It's our baby, Nick. A little part of me and you. This wasn't what I wanted, not this soon anyway but we'll make it work. We always do.' She replies letting her hand rest on her stomach.
'Baby number three... How mad is that?' He says smiling.
'So crazy.' She whispers.
Lying in bed Carla smiles as she picks up the scan picture for the tenth time that morning. She slowly runs her finger along the outline of the baby's head before sighing.
'You okay?' A voice asks and she turns to find Nick staring at her.
'Couldn't be better... Look how perfect this is? Our little baby.' Carla replies.
'Do you want to move back to Weatherfield?' He asks as she rolls into his arms.
'What? Why would you ask that?' She asks.
'Because I know things are hard for you in Devon, with the restaurant and the kids and my illness... I don't want you to be struggling.' He replies causing her to sigh.
'I love Devon. Weatherfield isn't home anymore, Nick. Yes I have times when I struggle and yes I know it would be 100 times easier if we lived near our families but we don't.' She says lifting his hand and placing it on her stomach.
'We're having another baby. Another little girl, or maybe even a boy this time...' She adds.
'Mmm... A little boy, I hope. I'm already outnumbered by you girls.' He says and she smiles.
'A mini Nicholas running around, I'd like that.' She replies.
'What time is it anyway?' He asks yawning as she cuddles into him.
'Half 6.' She replies.
'And the girls are still asleep? That's a miracle.' He says kissing the top of her head.
'Is that yummy?' Carla says smiling as Grace stuffs a piece of syrup covered waffle into her mouth.
'You okay?' Nick asks watching as Carla pushes some fruit around her plate.
'Yeah, I'm just not very hungry.' Carla replies smiling slightly.
'Feeling sick?' He asks and she nods her head.
'Yep. I'm quite surprised I've actually managed to keep that toast down.' She replies and he smiles as her hand settles on her stomach.
'Don't feel like you have to force yourself to eat that...' He says and she sighs.
'I can't wait to get home tomorrow.' Carla admits glancing between the girls and her husband.
'Don't get me wrong, I've had a great time but you know what they say... Home is where the heart is and I personally can't wait to get back to our bed.' She adds.
'I understand that. Just think when we get back we'll be able to tell everyone we're having baby number three.' He says and she nods her head.
'We could do something really creative to tell people. Get some pictures done or something?' She suggests causing him to smile.
'That sounds good.' He replies.
'This is crazy... I was so determined I wasn't having this baby, Nick. Until I seen him on the screen and that heartbeat then everything changed.' She says and he raises his eyebrows.
'Him?' He asks and she shrugs her shoulders.
'I don't like calling the baby it so I'll say him.' She replies smiling.
'We're going to be a family of five.' She says as she sits cross legged on the floor folding some clothes and placing them in the suitcase.
'I know.' He replies smiling.
'Gracie isn't going to be the baby anymore.' She says, tears filling her eyes as she thinks back to Grace's birth fourteen months ago.
'Oh my god...' Carla cries as they place her newborn baby girl on her chest.
'She looks huge.' Nick says laughing as tears fill his eyes.
'Congratulations. Has baby got a name?' The midwife asks placing a blanket over the newborn.
'Grace. Grace Sophia.' Nick replies smiling as Carla places a kiss on their little girl's head.
'You done so well, baby...' He says glancing down at Carla.
'We have another baby. Like that's crazy...' She whispers biting her bottom lip as he leans down and kisses her forehead.
'Another little girl.' He says.
'What time do we have to be at the airport tomorrow?' Nick asks as Carla continues packing their cases.
'8:30am... I hate the fact we need to go back to Weatherfield before we can go home.' She replies turning to face him.
'We just have to pick up the car then go straight home. We don't have to stop overnight or anything.' He says causing her to smile.
'I can't be bothered driving.' She admits.
'I'll drive.' He says.
'You're amazing.' She replies.
'Baby...' He says quietly as he kneels down next to Carla and holds her hair back.
'I'm fine.' She mumbles grabbing some toilet roll and wiping her mouth.
'No you're not.' He says running his hand down her side to rest on her stomach.
'I'm pregnant, Nick. This kinda goes with the territory.' She replies placing her hand on top of his.
'I hate seeing you this ill.' He says kissing her cheek.
'It'll all be worth it in the end though, won't it?' She replies as they remain sitting on the bathroom floor, both their hands pressed against her stomach.
