'I really don't think it's a good idea!' Arthur argued as he fiddled with the lock on their front door as they arrived home after a long shift.

'Tell me Arthur, exactly why isn't it a good idea? Because I might go drinking all the alcohol that I'm not allowed to drink anymore?' She shouted, sarcastically. Dom sat down in the arm chair as they entered the flat and watched his two housemates argue over whether to go to one of the nurses' leaving do the next evening. 'Don't you think that I am responsible enough to not drink when I've got this to think about?!' Zosia shouted, pointing both of her forefingers to her abdomen.

'No, of course I don't think you'll be irresponsible, I just worry that something might happen..'

'For gods sake, Arthur, I'm pregnant, not ill. If this is what it's going to be like for the next 6 months, then I swear to god-' she continued to raise her voice, and then Dom saw fit to step in.

'Honestly you two, it's like watching EastEnders.' Dom quipped, rolling his eyes. 'I almost want to grab some popcorn and watch but I can't do it. Arthur, Zosia is right. She's a responsible adult-' to which Zosia smiled at- '...sometimes' which caused her to glare at him, 'but you need to trust her. She's not going to do anything that'll affect the baby'

'I know...I'm just, I don't know...I just don't want anything to happen' Arthur admitted as he sat down and out his head in his hands, and Dom stepped into his bedroom to fetch something. Zosia sat down next to him and turned towards him.

'And you think I would risk miscarrying for the sake of having a few drinks for someone I'd call an acquaintance, at best?' Zosia said, welling up. 'God these fucking hormones' she thought to herself.

'Oh no, no, please don't cry- I was being stupid and wasn't thinking, please' Arthur panicked and then Dom re-entered, instantly confused as to why his pregnant flat mate was in tears.

'Diggers don't tell me you made your baby-mummy cry?!' He asked, sitting down next to Zosia and putting an arm around her, but she stood abruptly and stormed off to her bedroom. When she thought about it reasonably, she knew it was her hormones making her more sensitive, but her pregnant baby-brain was still offended that Arthur would think she'd risk their child's life. Fucking Digby she thought, as she sat on her bed and reached over to her scan photo which was sitting on top of her bedside cabinet before lying down, holding the picture in front of her.

'Why would he think I'd do something to lose you, eh?' She thought to herself, as if she was thinking to her bump. As she thought this, she ran her hand slowly over her abdomen. 'They're right, I'm definitely getting a bump'

She was brought out of her thoughts by a tapping on the door. She ignored it for a moment but then Arthur opened the door slowly, and poked his head around the door. Zosia sat up and glared at him and he smiled awkwardly.

'Zosh, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to upset you, I'm just so excited about the idea of being a dad, it's just making me paranoid.' He tried to explain and then Zosia nodded.

'I'm sorry too. I'm going to blame the hormones' she reluctantly added and then Arthur opened the door more fully.

'Come on, Dom's suggested we all go out for dinner...mostly because he forgot to go shopping' he laughed slightly, watching for his friends facial expression. After a moment or two it softened, and she nodded and stood up.

'Sorry Diggers...I guess now would be a good time to warn you that I've heard pregnancy makes fiery women practically erupt...' She laughed a little as Arthur nodded.

'Well, be that as it may, we'll get you through it. It'll all be worth it' he smiled.

'I still can't believe it. I've even found myself talking to monkey-nut a lot lately' Zosia laughed and Arthur did as well.

'I didn't mean to upset you earlier. I know you'll do everything you can to protect monkey-nut, and I know I can't wrap you up in cotton wool for the rest of he pregnancy...just, yeah, I'm sorry'. Bless him- maybe I was a little harsh.

'And I may have flown off the handle a little' Zosia admitted, smiling slightly. 'So are we going tomorrow or not?'

'Yeah. Yeah we'll all go' he smiled. 'Anyway, grab your coat, Dom said something about a 'cheeky nandos'...how that differs from a normal nandos, I'll never know.'

'Oh please don't tell me he actually referred to it as 'cheeky'' Zosia laughed, picking up a jacket and her handbag and towards the front door.

'Oh no, really, he did' Arthur laughed back, following her out and locking the door behind him.