Chapter Ten

Lindsay elbowed Danny as she sat up in bed, a hand on her abdomen. He rolled over ignoring his fiancŽ's elbow. Lindsay hits him harder, and calls out in a scared voice,

"Danny wake up."

Danny groans as he wakes up.

"What's wrong?" He asks, seeing her scared face.
"Is it the baby?"

"I think I'm having contractions."

"But the baby isn't due yet, you're only 28 weeks."
"You think I don't know that?" Lindsay asks, now both stressed and scared.

"Ok, ok. Just stay calm, I'll get the book and the phone. You can check the book while I call Dr Hanlon."

Danny climbs out of bed, passing their pregnancy books to Lindsay and going to fetch the phone. He returns, talking into the phone, and passes it to Lindsay who is still wincing and looking scared. She and Dr Hanlon talk as Danny flicks through one of the books, their hands tightly intertwined.

"She thinks they're just Braxton-Hicks contractions, that I'm not actually in labour but if they continue and become more frequent to go to the hospital."

Lindsay says, now calm, leaning into Danny's side.

"What are you doing?"

Flack asked as he limped in on his crutches, Lindsay was sitting at her desk with large headphones on her bump and her iPod on the desk.

"Playing music to Bear, today it's Beethoven but yesterday tit was Coldplay. The midwife at the pre-natal class said Bear can hear music and will remember it after birth."

"Danny asked me to come check on you and buy you lunch. However, I can't really do the lunch thing," he said gesturing at his encased leg, "and I'm not so good at the listening either," a wry laugh this time.

"That's okay, you came. I've got food in the break room if you're interested?"

Flack nodded in assent, Lindsay slips the iPod into a pocket leaving the headphones on the bump.

"What do you want to eat?" Lindsay asks, as Flack sits down.

"I'm not sure."

"I'm thinking a strawberry jam sandwich with pickled onions and mustard." Lindsay says in an almost dreamy voice. Flack gags at the prospect.

"Still having a weird cravings?"

"Not so much," she replies with a grin.

They eat lunch chatting throughout. "How long until you start maternity leave?"

"Two weeks, the first week of December. Mac cleared me to have six weeks before the baby is due then another six months after."

TBC...