LINDSEY'S POV:
I made my way downstairs that morning, seeing the post had already arrived. Picking it up, I leafed through it, seeing a letter for me from the hospital. Knowing what it was about, I placed the others down on the side as I entered the kitchen, scanning through it's contents…
"Dear Miss Butterfield,
As you're aware, a follow-up appointment has been made for you to attend on Monday, 16thSeptember at9am.
If you have any problems regarding this appointment, please contact us immediately.
Many thanks,
Rachel Smith"
"What's that?" Freddie's voice asked, snapping me from my trance
"Nothing" I informed him, shoving the letter back into it's envelope and into my pocket
"Won't mind me taking a look then, will you?" he questioned, swiping the letter from my pocket as I walked past him
"Freddie" I sighed, running a hand through my hair
"Follow-up appointment? For what? The miscarriage?" he inquired, raising an eyebrow at me
"Yeah" I admitted "they just like to have a chat with you, see how you're getting on and coping, that sorta thing"
"Well I'll clear that day then, make sure I'm there with you" he replied
"You don't have to do that" I informed him as he handed me back the letter
"I know I don't, but I want to. I'm not letting you go on your own, simple as" he stated
Smiling at him warmly, I leant up onto my tiptoes and kissed his cheek softly…
FREDDIE'S POV:
Monday morning came and I could tell Lindsey was anxious as she dashed about the house getting organised for her appointment. I sat in the kitchen as she did so, waiting for her to tell me she was ready…
"Ready?" I questioned as she appeared in the doorway to the kitchen
She nodded, signalling yes, turning around and making her way to the front door, me following…
"Where are you two off to so early?" Mum asked, stopping us in our tracks
"I'm taking Lindsey out for the day" I informed her
"Why? Is something the matter?" she questioned, raising an eyebrow at us both
"No, I just thought we could use a day away from everything" I explained "we'll see you later"
"Okay, have fun" she replied, disappearing into the kitchen
"Ready?" I asked Lindsey again, raising an eyebrow at her
She nodded her head, signalling yes, opening the front door, both of us making our way out…
LINDSEY'S POV:
Freddie and I arrived at the hospital just before 9am and I informed the receptionist I was here as he found us some seats. Sitting down next to him, I couldn't stop my knee from bouncing up and down, Freddie's warm hand resting on it, my head turning to him…
"Everything will be okay" he assured me "stop panicking"
"I know it will. I don't get it, why am I so nervous?" I asked, taking the hand that was on my knee in mine, lacing our fingers together, a smile on my face as he looked at me with trepidation
"I don't know why you're nervous, but there's no need to be. Linds, is this okay?" he asked, motioning to our entwined hands
I nodded my head, signalling yes, a comfortable silence falling over us as I waited for my name to be called…
FREDDIE'S POV:
Lindsey's appointment had gone well. When her name had been called and she'd stood up, I'd stayed sat down, not knowing whether she'd want me in the room with her but she had and as we stepped out of the hospital and made our way to the car park, Lindsey stopped us…
"What's up?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow at her
"Nothing" she informed me
"Why're you looking at me like that?" I asked
"No reason" she admitted "come on, let's go. I'll let you buy me lunch"
LINDSEY'S POV:
Freddie and I arrived home a few hours later to an empty house. Flopping down on the sofa, I kicked my shoes off, raising my feet onto the coffee table…
"You should probably go to work" I informed Freddie as we sat in a comfortable silence
"Nope, I've booked the entire day off" he replied "you're stuck with me"
"Yay for me then" I chuckled "so what do you wanna do then?"
"I don't know; watch a film?" he suggested, glancing at me, my head turning to face him
"There's a reason why you're suggesting that, Freddie Roscoe" I stated "isn't there?"
"I don't know what you mean" he replied, smirking coyly
"We're not watching Insidious again" I proclaimed, hitting his arm
"Why not? It's a brilliant film" he asked
"It scares the crap out of me and you know it" I sighed
"Gives you an excuse to get the duvet and snuggle up to me, doesn't it?" he inquired
"You're not gonna give up, are you?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him
"Nope, so what's it gonna be?" he questioned
"Fine" I replied "give me ten"
FREDDIE'S POV:
Five minutes later Lindsey returned to the living room, dumping the quilt from the bed we'd been sharing for the last however long onto the sofa. Disappearing from the room again, I heard her rummaging through the cupboards, looking for food for us…
"How can you be hungry after everything you've just eaten?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at her
"It's customary when you're watching a film to have food" she informed me
"Is it really?" I questioned
"Yeah, it is, really" she replied "and I know I have some popcorn here somewhere. Aha, found it"
Shaking my head at her, I made my way into the living room again, her following me…
JOE'S POV:
I made my way into the house after work that evening via the back door. Making my way through the kitchen I stopped at the living room double doors, seeing Lindsey and Freddie curled up in a duvet on the sofa. Sighing, I watched for a few minutes longer, smiling at how happy Lindsey looked…