(Sorry for the late update but everything I've written lately is actual turtle SHIT. Also, updates will probably be less frequent because exam season aka the bane of my existence is coming up and Cal is really pissing me off lately, ugh but thankyou for all your reviews ily allllllll *cringes at self and leaves*)

Connie walked into the warehouse, it was a large open plan space and it took Connie a few minutes to adapt to the bright lighting over head. Once her eyes had adjusted she began to walk around, she was in a shop she hadn't visited since before Grace was born and it was filled with more baby products than Connie had remembered. Placing one hand over her small, yet noticeable bump, Connie walked towards a section of the store where all different types of cots were on display. After spending half an hour deciding which sleeping arrangements she wanted for the twins, Connie moved onto the next section, this time picking up a basket as she went. Just as she approached a section filled with designer baby clothes, her second favourite part of baby shopping, her phone began to vibrate in her pocket. Slowly, she took her phone from her pocket and looked at the caller ID; Cal. 'I might have guessed.' Connie sighed before answering.

"Connie? Where are you?"

"I'm shopping." she muttered flatly turning her attention to a tiny pair of boots. "I did text you."

"Shopping? Are you kidding me?! I was worried about you-"

"Well you don't have to be, I can take care of myself."

"Connie, listen to me, you haven't spoken to me in three days, and you keep crying, surely you can see where I'm coming from? Where are you and what are you shopping for? I'm coming to join you."

"Cal there's no need, I'm over an hour away and I'm shopping for the twins." her voice softened at the mention of her children.

"An hour away? Text me the address."

Connie knew there was no point in protesting, Cal was too stubborn. "Fine." she didnt give him a chance to respond before she terminated the call, text him the address and shoved her phone back in her pocket.

Cal arrived after 40 minuets and he found Connie in a large clothing section, a large pile of tiny clothes filling the basket she held in her hand. He slipped his arm around her waist and kissed her cheek. "You're crazy."

She turned to face him, setting her basket on the floor before allowing herself to be embraced into his arms. "I'm sorry." she whispered.

"Sorry? For what?"

"For shutting you out." She closed her eyes and breathed in her boyfriends sweet scent. "And for leaving like that."

He hugged her tightly for a few minutes before realising she'd fallen asleep in his arms, it broke his heart to wake her, and he shook her gently. "Connie.."

She stirred before opening her eyes and looking up at him, slightly disoriented. Cal tucked a piece of hair behind her ear allowing his hand to linger for a second before returning it to her side. "Was there anything else you needed before we leave?"

"Oh, um, the cots I couldn't carry them."

"I'll go get them you can go wait in your car, I won't be long."

"What about your car? Didn't you drive here?"

"I got Ethan to drop me off... What cots did you pick?"

"The white ones, near the back. I'll see you in a bit."

Connie handed Cal the clothes she'd chosen and walked out to her car. She sat in the drivers seat and relaxed. Cal followed her a few minutes later carrying two large boxes and two heaving carrier bags, and he managed to squeeze them into the boot of Connie's car with minimal effort. He walked round to the drivers door and opened it, "You fell asleep standing up, I'm not letting you drive."

Connie started to protest but she soon gave in, "Fine. But I'm having cravings, we need to stop at tesco."