Another chapter.

Just as a foreword. I know nothing about pregnancy or midwifery so in this chapter I could have it all wrong. So, I'm sorry if I have.

Spoiler alert-Cliff hanger!

Chapter 14

Kate

"Polly, come on!" I shouted up the stairs. We had an appointment at St, Thomas's hospital. One more week, I thought. One more week then we had yet another mouth to feed.

"Coming! Hold your horses!" Polly waddled down the stair and grabbed her coat. She seemed so unaffected by the fact that she would be having a baby in the next few days. I opened the door for her and we walked down to the corner to catch a bus.

"Got everything?" I asked as we finally arrived at the front entrance of the hospital.

"Yup. Jeez, Kate you worry so much." She walked in confidently and asked at the front desk.

"Polly Sweete for an ultra sound." The nurse fiddled around on the computer for a minute then directed us to the seventh floor. It was very clean. It smelled of disinfectant and there were both laughs and screams coming from various rooms. It was creepy in a laidback way. The midwives walking around all looked very calm and you knew from them that everything was normal. You weren't worried.

Polly sat down heavily in the waiting room and pulled her top over her huge stomach.

"Polly Sweete?" A young woman in a blue nurse's uniform holding a clip board stood by the double doors and smiled at us when we stood up. She led us into a small room and told Polly to lie down on the bed.

"Right, I'm Lucy. I will be your midwife."

"For the birth as well?" Polly demanded.

"Maybe. I can't promise anything though. Now, how are you?"

Polly groaned and her head fell back to the pillow. "I'm aching all the time. And the kid's moving like crazy."

Lucy nodded. "You are due any day now so that is normal. Now, shall we do the ultra sound?"

Polly nodded and lifted her top up to show the massive bump that would be Baby in a few days.

Lucy squirted some blue stuff all over and Polly gasped with the sudden cold. Lucy spread it around with the sensor and we all looked at the black screen. Suddenly there was white fuzz in a definite baby shape.

"There it is!" Polly beamed and clutched my hand and pointed.

"Do you know what it is?" I asked Lucy.

"I do, yes. Do you want me to tell you?" She smiled at Polly.

"No!" Polly shook her head violently. "I like surprises."

Lucy laughed.

We talked babies for a while then Polly said she was hungry so we went home. As we were walking to the bus shop she asked.

"Kate, do you think it'll be a boy or a girl?"

I thought for a bit before saying. "I reckon it's a girl. What are you going to call her?"

Polly sat down at the bus stop. "I like Georgia. Georgia Sweete."

I tried it out and nodded. "Yeah, it's nice."

"If it's a boy I'm stumped. I'll probably call him Sid."

I laughed. "Our Sid would be terrified."

She grinned at me and we hurried to a window seat as the bus pulled up.

"What about your parents?" I asked, worrying that I was treading on the bomb that was Polly's parents.

She sighed and pursed her lips. "Do you know what they said to me when I told them? Polly, they said, no daughter of ours is going to have our grandchild at sixteen like some floozy tramp and get away with it. Seeing as you intend to do that then you are no longer our daughter. Get out of our house stranger."

"Ouch." I said, with no idea that had happened.

"Yeah, ouch. So, if I'm not their daughter, then my baby is not their grandchild. So, tough cookies if they want to see it."

"Good for you." I said and patted her shoulder.

She grinned at me. "Yep. So, what's for dinner?"

I laughed, "How should I know?"

Polly elbowed me. "Oh I don't know Delia. Maybe because you are an amazing cook and are going to make us all die of obesity in the near future."

"Probably chicken then. Fancy that?"

"Ooh, yum."

…..

When we got back home Will was standing outside waiting for us. Polly nudged me and bobbed her eyebrows at me.

"Keep it legal." She whispered. "Remember me. I'm pregnant because I didn't."

I laughed and pushed her into the house.

"Hey Will." I went up on my toes and kissed his cheek. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me so tightly I couldn't breathe. Something was wrong. He was too tense. He hadn't said hi or kissed me back.

"Will, what's wrong?" I asked and touched his face.

He had tears in his eyes. He was looking at me like I was beautiful. Like he wouldn't change me for the world. It was nice. I loved him for it.

But he looked sad.

And scared.

"Will?" He still hadn't spoken. "Will, what's happened. Are you all right?"

He just pulled me into his arms again and squeezed me.

Now I was scared too.

"Will." I pushed his face up and rested my forehead against his.

"Kate." He just whispered and a tear rolled don his cheek.

I wiped it away and stared into his eyes.

"Kate." He repeated. "It's your dad."

What?

I pulled away and just looked at him.

"He's escaped."

I collapsed into Will's arms.

Dadadaaa. Please review or I will cry. Or maybe just stop writing. Or kill Kate. Or Polly's baby. And I have such plans for both.

Also, what do you think of Anya. Only close friends of mine know the whole story with her so I will fill you in later in the story.

No no no no no. Nope. I'm not telling you now.

No, not even pretty please with a cherry on top.

xxx