Part 10 for you, somebody's secret is about to come out...

A feeling of dread filled Jac as she woke from an uneasy slumber. Ever since her pregnancy had started to become more profound she didn't get her necessary eight hours sleep anymore. Whether it was that, or the fact her secret was so close to coming out that filled her with angst, she didn't know. But a sense of trepidation was filling her; she was so sure that the day would not go well.

Sat in the staff room, waiting for her decaf coffee to percolate – Jac pondered over her fluctuating emotions. She knew it was down to the baby, but she wasn't enjoying the lack of control. In fact she loathed it, she detested the constant paranoia she was feeling. If she stepped out of the comforts of the room, would she find out that Elliot had told everyone? She sighed, deep down she knew he was a good person - unlike herself, she thought – he wouldn't tell anyone. Her thoughts were intruded by Mo barging through the door.

"We have a problem…" The registrar was quick to explain that they had a rather difficult patient causing havoc on the ward, and it needed her attention.

Jac didn't even think before following her out of the room, and following her to the irritance. They didn't intrude, and waited for a moment as Elliot and Jonny tried to calm the man down, to no effect. The man was becoming more boisterous, and neither men wanted the women to approach him – even if they could probably handle the situation better.

"Calm down; or we will call security!" Jonny warned the man, who wasn't relenting. Mo had warned her that he was waiting on a transplant, so all of the movement wasn't aiding his health. "You aren't doing yourself any favours, mate." The man had clearly been a fan of substance abuse; he was obviously on another planet as he ripped out his drips, barging past Jonny and pushing Jac out of his way.

"I'll page security-" Mo paused as she noticed the look of horror on Jac's face.

Elliot and Jonny turned around to look at the red head, who appeared rather shaken up. She looked to Elliot, who was also looking noticeably worried as he bumbled to her side. She was in pain, and obviously distressed. He whispered, so their colleagues couldn't hear.

"You need to go downstairs, Jac."

"No. He just winded me, I'm fine." Jac pushed the apprehensive consultant away from her, and she hurried off to her office. Removing herself from any awkward questions that would be thrusted towards her.

"What on earth is going on?" Jonny was worried himself; he didn't like to witness his ex in pain. It was never nice when a patient got too heavy handed and it had clearly shaken her. Elliot knew he would have to tell his colleagues, even if Jac hated him for it. It was for her own good, after all. It was his professional decision, and if it affected the outcome of her child, he wouldn't have been able to forgive himself if anything grave happened.

"Ms Naylor is… expecting-" Elliot paused, clearing his throat. "-So I would appreciate it Ms Effanga if you could put a call through to obs and gyny. I think she may need an emergency appointment." The expressive tones of the pair confirmed his suspicions that they were not aware. He sighed. "As soon as possible, please." He said no more, and followed the familiar path towards his office.

"Jac's pregnant! Pregnant!? As in, with a baby!?" Jonny's voice was getting higher and higher as the information submerged into his brain. His eyes were wide, and shock coated his features. Mo turned to look at him, a similar expression crossing her face.

"I don't think she could be knocked up with anything else, do you!?" The registrar laughed, in disbelief - taking her phone from her pocket ready to put in Elliot's requested call. "Although, this is Jac Naylor we are talking about!" She wanted to make a joke of the situation, Jonny looked horrified and she knew he was taken aback.

"I wonder who the dad is." Being her inquisitive self, it had taken her less than a minute to borderline insult their boss again, even after the traumatic experience.

"Oh, for God sake Mo!"

"What? Come on, you've been split for ages! If it was yours, she'd be huge by now." Her remark got Jonny thinking, she was right. They were medical professionals, and he hadn't slept with Jac in months - they would have noticed it by now. He sighed; he could at least understand why she was behaving so strangely now.

Jac was sat on the sofa when Elliot returned to the office; she appeared to be in less distress than when she was on the ward. He approached her with care, knowing she liked her personal space. Taking a seat next to her, he didn't say anything as he held his stethoscope out for her to take.

"Put your mind at rest." The consultant nodded, and accepted the instrument. Whispering appreciatively, she lifted her top a little, and placed the device in the correct position.

"Thank you." She purely focused on finding her daughters heartbeat, which she located with ease to her relief. As she sighed with relief, she didn't notice the door as it was clicked open. Jonny stood before them and Elliot smiled, looking up at the disordered nurse.

"Mo's booked an appointment." Jac's eyes widen at the alert to his voice, and her focus shot to Elliot.

"You told them."
"It was necessary, Jac." Breathing heavily, the cerebral consultant expected his female equal to give him a verbal lashing for his indiscretions.

It didn't come however, because she knew he was right - and for her own health - wasn't going to rise to natural instincts for once. She knew she had to do the right thing. For her daughter, at least. She was admittedly idiotic in her plans to try and block out a life for her child, that she had always craved for herself. She was going to give the benefit of the doubt to the father of her child, and give him a chance to prove himself – and man up.

Elliot stood up, ready to give his colleague a bit of space. He was never a man who had listened to the collective bickerings of the staff. Gossip was never something he had delved into the world of. However, he was observant enough to notice the impish glances shared between the Scottish nurse and the ice cold consultant, and presumed he was the impending father.

On a few occasions, he had noticed a softening in Jac – growing close to Nurse Maconie had its benefits for her, and everyone else who were obligated to work with her. And after working with the ominous Jac Naylor for years, Elliot Hope knew this child would only mean good things could come for his colleague. Yes, the red head was a complicated, pent up woman – but he knew this would be the making of her. The look on her face when she heard her baby beating said it all.

The consultant broke away from his musings, and smiled warmly at the woman before exiting the room. Jonny didn't move for a moment after Elliot left, but soon closed the door so he could talk with her in private. She couldn't even look in his direction, instead finding more interest in staring at her shaky hands.

"How far gone are you?"

"5 months." His jaw tightened, he didn't utter a breath as she answered his question. His cheeks whitened, he was going to be a father.