Hey everyone! Thanks for reviewing my last chapters, and I can only apologise that this fic has taken absolute ages to update, because I've had writer's lock, if that's possible for a crap writter like me! Anyway, I'll say sorry in advance to anyone who actually knows medical terms, because I only know mine off 'HOLBY CI⁺Y' so sorry, and I hope you enjoy! LLL Robyn xxxx

Its Monday morning, at 9am. The waiting room is half full in st.Hughs. In the cornor, theres young mother trying to calm down a screaming baby, but failing miserably. Will and emma are sittin together on the opposite side of the room.

'You ok?'

'I think so, im just really, really nervous, 'she said, gazing into his soft eyes.

'Everything's going to be fine.' He clutched her hand even tighter.

'Ms. Keane' annouced a nurse protruding from Dr parker's surgery.

'Here we go then,' said Emma, as will helped her out of her chair and into the surgery.

'I'm not leaving you Emma.'

'Nah you're kidding me!' Neil's face was bewildered by what his junior officers had told him.

'Nah.' 'Nope.' ' No, I'm serious' Terry, Mickey and Stuart all said at the same time.

' I thought he was in prison though!'

' I checked that out just now' Replied stuart.' He's out on parole. Good behaviour, apparently. So he didn't try to kill anyone inside then.'

'Does Emma know that he's out?' asked Mickey, who sound concerned.

'Wouldn't think so. The night he got out was the night he cut the breaks, and she was on duty all day. I did, however have a word with Postman-pat in longmarsh seems he only sent one letter while he was inside, to a 'Mrs A Hinkley', so he was thinking of mummy-dear while he was inside.So at least he has half a heart.'

'Well so far, all the evidence points to Matt, so You two, Terry, Stuart, have the pleasure of bringing this guy in!'

' Bit of a problem there guv.' Stuart continued.' He's gone AWOL. He didn't sign into parole this morning, and all his stuff has gone from his room.'

'Damn, well on you get with it then. All 3 of you go see if you can track this guy down.

'Sir'

'Well it's Monday morning, so Test results.'

Dr Parker was looking at a sheet of paper on his table. 'Ms. Emma Keane' was neatly typed at the top.

'Ok… so we did the honours of performing every test known to man on your samples. Everything came back negitive …………………except one'

Both Emma and Will's eyes widened.

'Emma' his soft irish accent said to her. In any other circumstance, she would find this rather seductive. She really didn't expect what he said to her next.

' would you please go and lay on that bed for me over there, and could you please pull your top up to just above your stomach.'

A silent alarm rivietted through her head. –This isn't the time or the place mr parker- she thought, although if things didn't work out with Will, then she would know that there was a rather dishy doctor waiting for her in st. Hughs. She smiled to herself.

Dr Parker re-emerged from behind the curtains on the other side of the room, carrying a rather large box. He beckoned will over to the seat beside the bed where Emma was lying while he set up the equipment from inside the box. 'You might want to see this!' Out of the rather large box he took a special laptop, another box with some LED lights and attached to the side, was something that looked quite like a mens electric shaver. Will and Emma both looked on in anticipation. The had no idea about what Matt was about to do.

'Don't look so worried! This,' He pointed at his newly set up computer system, 'is a portable sonnograph machine thingy.'

'Yeah it really looks portable!' will whispered to emma.

' Basically, this lets me see inside you. And you see inside you, if you get what I mean.'

He rubbed some gel unto Emma's stomach, Told emma and Will to close their eyes. This was something Will was relucant to do, but all Matt had to do was say 'Just do it!' and he did. Matt rolled the shaver thing arpound her flesh and about after 20 seconds found what he was looking for.

'You can open them now.' He smiled as both of them looked upto the monitor. They did this and automatically, their eyes were drawn to a constant beating on the screen.

' This… is your baby.'

A smile broke out unto both of their faces. Will clutched unto Emmas hand, and held on.

'you can tell me to piss off, and please, pardon my irish, but how long have you been seeing each other, in a well, sexual relationship?' both Emma and will gave a small laugh.

'About 3 and a half months on and off. Why?'

' Well Mr Fletcher, allow me to introduce your 10 week old daughter! And to be honest, I have know idea how on earth she survived that crash, but Emma, you have someone who loves you very much in heaven protecting you! But… I'll Tell you one thing…' Matt pointed to the screen.' She wants to meet her daddy!' The baby's arm was on the screen, pointing to where her dad was sitting from inside her Mother's womb. Neither He,Emma, or Doctor Parker knew if she knew if this action was significant to him, or if it was an arm movement, but either way, a tear flooded in his eye, and the grip on Emma's hand grew tighter.