Thanks for the views and kind reviews guys also thank you to the kind person that favourited this story - sorry I can't remember your name! To the guest haha I've never done work experience in a hospital but once I take my A-levels I'm training to be a cardiologist! So I might look back on this and think he's lucky to work eight hour shifts lol x
I don't know how else to sum it up
'Cause words ain't good enough
There's no way I can explain your love, no
It's better than words.
"Hang on, did you say three?!" asked Ollie.
"Yes, you're going to be very busy parents!" replied Mr T.
"You're joking." said Zosia.
"Nope. Three healthy, happy babies!"
"We're going to have our hands full," said Ollie, sounding a little shell-shocked, "Can you tell us the genders?"
"I'm afraid not," the gynaecologist replied, "Not until 20 weeks."
...
"Wow, I'm going to be huge by the time I'm full term!" said Zosia, as they walked to Ollie's car.
"Three times the hormones." he said.
"Oi!" she replied, "I'm not hormonal yet!"
They got into his car and Ollie drove them back to the flat.
"You know we're going to need a bigger house." she said.
"I don't know how we're going to cope, Zosh! Three babies, three toddlers and three moody teenagers!"
"Don't even go there Ollie."
She sat on the sofa and turned on Channel 4.
"I forgot how rubbish the T.V is at this time," she said, "We maybe should have taken Mo up on her offer of drinks."
"What, and miss seeing these little rascals?" Ollie replied, chopping the vegetables, "I don't think so, Miss March."
"I can't wait to pass my F2 year and finally you can call me Doctor and give me a little respect!" she quipped.
"You love me really." said Ollie.
"Wait, will I have to take maternity leave?" she asked, "I've got to finish my training, I've come so far!"
"Don't panic," Ollie said, "You can take your nine months leave when they're born and get back to work straight away."
"Yeah, well what about when I can't reach the operating table?" she said, annoyed.
"There's always ward duties." he smirked. Everybody knew about Zosia's hate of dealing with the patients.
'I like them knocked out and their chests cut open.' she would say.
"Dinner will be half an hour." he said softly, sitting down next to her, "Do you have thirty minutes to kill?"
"Oh, yes I do!" she said as they started kissing.
...
Zosia was doing the washing up when the bell rung.
"I'll get it!" said Ollie, rushing down the stairs like a child on Christmas Day, before slipping and falling from the middle step.
"You really are an idiot." she said, laughing.
He held the phone to his ear.
"It's Dom," Ollie said loudly, deliberately so Dom would hear him, "Should I let him in or leave him out in the cold and rain?"
"For God's sake Oliver just just press the buzzer, will you?" Zosia sighed.
"I'll take that as a yes then." he said and Dom came up.
...
He was holding a silver balloon with 'Congratulations' on it and a bunch of flowers.
"Yay, mini Marchie!" he said, rushing up to her and kissing her on both cheeks.
"Actually, it's a mini Valentine!" said Ollie, pretending to be annoyed, "And not just a mini Valentine, there's actually three of them!"
"Three?" said Dom, "Does that mean I'm on triple babysitting?" he groaned.
"Yes." she replied simply, "And how did you even find out that I was pregnant?" asked Zosia.
"Mo posted on Twitter."
"Oh great." Ollie replied.
Then, Zosia's phone buzzed. It was a message from Guy. And it said:
'Why didn't you tell me?'
