AN: I'm sorry that all or most parts are short, but with this fic also i wrote it awhile ago. It's just how the parts are and i hope you all enjoy them!
Emily's POV
I wake up not too early in the morning and luckily my head felt a bit better and I just hope the baby is better. A nurse comes into my room not too shortly after I wake up to check on me. "Is the baby any better?" I ask her nervously as she writes things down on the clipboard while looking at the two heart monitors. "Yes, a little better." she says and I smile and let out a sigh of relief at hearing her words. "Can I go and see Paul today then?" I ask excitedly and nervously as I sit up and my head doesn't feel as heavy but still throbs faintly. "Mr McCartney, yes. I'll just go and see if he's awake." she says and I nod as she walks out. It feels like we haven't seen each other in a week, rather then 2 days. "Yeah, he's awake. So let's just get these heart monitors off of you and your IV and you can walk down there." she says and I nod excitedly and she removes the heart monitors for both the baby and I and the IV also. I get out of the bed and slip on my sandals that are beside me bed along with my clothes on a chair and I follow her out of the room and we take the elevator a flight down. I feel kind of ridiculous in a hospital gown but it's a hospital and half the people in here are in the same attire. She leads me down the hall after we get off the elevator and we stop at a room and go in. "Em!" I hear Paul say excitedly and I immediately see him there laying in his bed and my heart sinks at his appearance. "Hi Paul, how're you?" I say rushing to his side and sitting down in the chair next to him. The nurse leaves saying she'll give us some time alone and we thank her. "I'm fine, I'm more worried about you. How're you and the baby?" he says while taking my hand in his own. "I'm alright, a bit scared though and the baby seems to be fine. But erm, the doctors aren't exactly sure if it'll make it or not because I lost some blood and the baby isn't well." I say nervously in sad tone and he nods. "It'll be alright Em, don't worry. We'll get through this." Paul says and I nod feeling a little better and i let out a sigh. "How are you?" I ask him bringing my back to him to see his shiner, a cute above his eyebrow and his slightly fat lip. "I could be better. I erm, fractured a rib and twisted my ankle kind of badly and I have a bad concussion." he says slowly and I nod sadly and look down to our intertwined fingers. "Darling I'll be alright and I am alright, I just hurt like hell thats all." he says with a small laugh as I'm still looking down and I nod feeling guilty and sad at the same time. I feel his fingers lightly run themselves across my cheek and I sigh and keep my gaze down. "Are you okay, Em?" I hear him say and I nod quickly. "I got a concussion too, not bad and stitches on my palm." I say holding up my palm for him to see and I hear him tsk tsk.