5pm
The coach arrived at Holby Hospital car park and the group had finally finished their gold expedition. Jac hadn't managed to sleep on the way home because she had a stomach ache. It was a mix between period pains and feeling sick, maybe a bit of both but Jonny had fallen asleep no problem. Her back ache had gotten progressively worse in the last two hours as she could feel the baby's head pressing on her spine; the baby was in the perfect position for labour which could happen any time soon. The pair were at the back of the coach in the corner.

"Right, congratulations everyone but I suppose now it's time we all go home and get some well earned rest. Thanks for coming and you're free to go." Tom announced at the front of the coach.

"Jonny. Jonny. Jonny." Jac poked his arm to wake him up (in similar that Sheldon knocked on penny's door in the Big Bang theory :).)
"What?" Jonny croaked as he stretched his arms out.
"I wanna go home now." Jac said quietly. Jonny looked around him to see that it was getting dark but he noticed that he was in the hospital car park.
"Oh um, right come on let's go." Jonny, being a gentleman, let Jac walk in front of him and they exited the coach.

Jonny was tired but obviously Jac was worse than him. He was surprised that she had managed to paddle the whole 15km that day, she was actually better at paddling than Mo was. He watched Jac waddle along the coach aisle and then they both waited for Jeff to open the storage below.
"Why don't you go and get in the car? Just open the boot for me first please." Jonny ordered rather than asked as he held out his car keys. Jac took them and headed over to his car whilst Jonny waited for their bags.

Gemma and Harry both grabbed their bags and headed over to his car.
"Right, seeing as it's not very late, why don't you go and pick Finn up from your Mum's on the way home?" Harry suggested. He knew that she had been missing him because this was the longest that she has ever been away from him; three nights and was only 8 years old. "I'll go and get an X-ray done for my wrist and I'll get a taxi home." Harry stated.

"Okay." Gemma smiled as they both dumped their hiking bags in the boot.
"I need to think of something to get Mary Claire back." Harry stated.
"Like what?" Gemma smirked.
"I could give her all of the puking patients, or the ones with diarrhoea that would be funny." Harry laughed to himself.
"Or you could do the oldest trick in the book; hide down in the morgue and then scare the crap out of her." Gemma stated bluntly.
"And how do I get her down in her he morgue?" Harry asked.
"Well all nurses have to do it at some time or another, just lie on a bed in a body bag and I'll tell her to take the bed down to the morgue with the porters. You could get the coroners on your side too." Gemma explained.
"You, are an evil genius." Harry joked.
"You make it sound like a bad thing." Gemma laughed.
"Right you'd better get going, I'll give you a ring when I've got a time for the X-ray." Harry said.
"Alright, bye." Gemma smiled. Harry walked off towards the hospital and Gemma jumped in his car.

5:30pm
Sam and Tom had been at home in their flat for a while and were sitting on her the sofa watching TV when there was a knock at the door. Tom looked at Sam and she smiled at him. There was no way that she was going to get up.
"Don't worry, I'll get it." Tom said sarcastically as he stood up and headed for the flat door. He opened it to reveal fletch with his hiking bag on his bag and an extra holdall leaving Tom confused. Fletch looked like he had had a tough time.
"Look, I know that Sam's pregnant but... I haven't got anywhere else to go." Fletch's voice cracked.
"Has Natalie kicked you out?" Tom asked worriedly.
"No- well yeah while I'm contagious with man flu. She doesn't want her or the kids getting ill so I'm allowed back in a week or so." Fletch forced a smile so he didn't look too weak. "Never mind you've got Sam to think of. Sorry to disturb you-" fletch was about to turn around.
"No no fletch, you can stay with us. You've got a cold, it's not exactly posing a risk to Sam or the baby." Tom smiled as he took the holdall off of fletch and headed to their spare room. Fletch smiled as he followed Tom with his hiking bag on his back.

"The bathroom's just opposite," Tom said as he pointed to the door across the hall, "and a bit of advice, don't wake Sam up in the morning. Ever." Tom joked.
"Thanks Tom, for letting me stay here. I'm really grateful." Fletch smiled.
"No worries, if Sam does get ill it's not exactly the end of the world anyway, it'll just give her an excuse to stay in bed all day and be waited on hand foot and finger!" Tom laughed quietly.
"If she does get ill, I'll come and look after her." Fletch said.
"Trust me, you'll regret saying that." Tom laughed. Fletch dumped his bags in the spare room and followed Tom to the living room where he sat in the armchair away from Sam.
"He's just gonna stay with us while he's ill so that Natalie and the kids don't get ill." Tom explained as he cuddled up to Sam again.

9pm
Harry finally returned to Gemma's flat after getting a taxi to his flat to pick up his things for a few weeks. He had a broken scaphoid and had a blue cast (to match his scrubs) from his hand to his elbow.
Harry carried his holdall in his uninjured left hand and dumped it by the front door, he entered the living room where Gemma was curled up. He sofa watching TV.
"Hey. I've just put Finn to bed." Gemma whispered as Harry got comfortable next to her under the blanket. "How's your wrist?"
"Um, fractured scaphoid, I've got to wear this for eight weeks and then see how it goes but it's only a hair line fracture so I shouldn't have any permanent damage.
"Well at least you'll be recovered by the time you'll be needing to change nappies." Gemma joked quietly so that Finn didn't hear. Harry laughed a little.

"Don't forget that my dad's picking us up tomorrow for dinner. Will your Mum be able to look after Finn? If not he can come with us."
"No I asked her earlier, she's having a night in so he can go round." Gemma stated. Harry gave Gemma a peck on the lips before he wrapped his arms around her shoulder and they fell asleep watching the TV in each other's arms.

Harry was going to be a dad for the first time in his life. He was going to settle down with the woman he loved which was something that he never thought would happen. He only had one worry and that was Mary Claire. She was destined to tear them apart and Harry had to make sure that Gemma was never on shift with her alone, he didn't know what she was capable of.

Sam had murmured to Tom that she was going to bed so she left the room with Tom and fletch watching TV. Ten minutes later, Tom heard the ensuite toilet flush so he assumed that Sam had finally been able to empty her bowels but obviously, fletch hadn't picked up on that.
"Right, the front door's locked so just turn the TV off when you wanna go to bed." Tom said as he got up. It was Thursday and they didn't have work until Monday becuase they had been given time off to recover from DofE gold, everyone in the group had the week off, so they could have a lie in the next morning.
"Night." Fletch smiled, you could tell he had a blocked nose. Tom left the living room and went into the master bedroom.

"Did the stool softener work?" Tom asked quietly after closing the bedroom door. Sam had already crawled into bed and she nodded into the pillow. "Did it hurt? Do you feel alright?" Tom asked as he changed into his Homer Simpson pyjamas.
"I'm fine." Sam murmured with her eyes closed. Tom switched the light off and slid into bed next to Sam. He wrapped his arm around her bump and pecked her in the cheek.

"Tom... I've been thinking..." Sam trailed off.
"Well that sounds ominous." Tom joked. "Sorry, carry on."
"I want a home birth." Sam stated sleepily.
"Alright well I've got friends down in maternity. I can get the best midwife-"
"No Tom, I don't want a midwife, I just want it to be me, you and our little girl." Sam interrupted.
"You sure?" Tom queried as he stroked Sam's hair.
"Yeah. We've both delivered babies before so it'll be safe. I just don't want to have to get in a car and then be on a ward with other women screaming their heads off surrounded by people who think they can shove their gloved and lubed hand where ever they want." Sam explained which made Tom laugh.
"Okay, I understand." Tom said softly. "But first, we need to sort out our new home before this little one comes." Tom said as he rubbed Sam's bump.
"I know." Sam agreed.
"Have you felt any movements yet?" Tom queried with his hands guarding Sam's 18 week bump.
"No, I'll tell you when I do though." Sam smiled.
"Okay, night night." Tom gave Sam a final kiss on the cheek before he pulled the duvet up to their chins and cuddled Sam until they both fell asleep.

9pm
Jac's stomach ache had worsened in the last hour or two, bringing with it severe stomach cramps which she wasn't sure if they were caused by her digestive system, or by her reproductive system. Jonny knew she wasn't feeling well so he was lying in bed with her, gently stroking her hair- a simple gesture but Jac loved it. They had the bedside lamp on, bathing the room in a warm but dim glow because Jac preferred dark rooms to bright rooms.

Suddenly, Jac felt a horrible twinge in her lower half and she ran to the ensuite toilet, slamming the door behind her. She just made it to the toilet on time, then her bowels began emptying with a powerful force. Jonny was about to enter the unlocked door because he thought she was being sick but then he heard the sound effects and just waited outside the door.

Five minutes later when Jac didn't think it was possible for there to be anything left inside of her, she flushed the toilet and washed her hands thoroughly. As she came out, Jonny was standing right in front of the door.
"I've just had a bloody show." Jac muttered sleepily; she was so tired after paddling 15km that day. Why did she think it was a good idea? But then she remembered that feeling inside of her that was telling her to do something constructive.
"Right. You've have period pains, your back ache is worse,a bloody show, an upset stomach. And the cramps you've been having have probably been minor contractions; I don't think they're to do with your digestive system." Jonny stated as he guided Jac back into bed, he was smiling because he knew what was happening but Jac was too tired to work it out. Jonny squatted down on the floor besides her side of the bed.
"So?" Jac moaned as she tried unsuccessfully to get comfortable.
"I think- no sorry. I know, your in early labour." Jonny smiled.

Thank you so so so so much for reading! I will be uploading the three sequels (based on tam (which will be published in the casualty section), Janny and Hemma) in a few days time. They will be called 'Euphoria' (Tam), 'Rapture' (Janny) and 'Devotion' (Hemma.)

They will all be set immediately after this chapter.

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