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She threw the test across the bathroom, and started to sob. How had she gotten into this mess? She knew exactly how she'd gotten into it, just not how to get out of it. She wiped her eyes on her sleeve and got out her mobile, and dialled his number. She knew he would be at work, but she desperately needed to talk to him. After a few rings she heard his voice at the other end.

'Hello, DC Mickey Webb speaking.'

'Don't hang up! I need to speak to you.'

'Well I don't want to speak to you.' Was the angry reply.

'I'm pregnant.'

'Congratulations.'

'It could be yours.'

'I'm on dinner in half an hour, can you meet me in Jeanie's Café in Canley?'

'Yeah, sure.'

'See you there then.' The line went dead, and Hunter felt more alone now than she sis when she found out she was pregnant with Summer and yet now she was surrounded by more people than she had ever been in her life.

She got up off the toilet, where she'd been sitting and walked over to the test, staring once more at the clear 'Pregnant' on the screen. She placed it in her pocket and took the packaging, planning to dispose of it on her way out. She walked out of the bathroom and past Beth's room on her way to the front door. She could clearly hear Beth weeping with disappointment and felt instantly dreadful.

'Beth, I have to pop out. Can you look after Summer for a bit?' She shouted through the door, not wanting to intrude on her friends sadness and also not wanting her to see the box in her hand.

'Yeah I guess so.' Was the muffled response.

'Thanks, I won't be long.' She heard footsteps padding towards the door and quickly stuffed the packaging down the back of her trousers just before the door opened.

'Are you going into town?'

'Yeah, why?'

'Can you pick me up a big bar of Cadbury's chocolate?'

'Yeah, sure.'

'I'll just get you the money.'

'Nah. Let it be my treat.'

'Thanks.' Hunter gave her friend a quick hug, making sure her top was covering pregnancy testing box.

She fetched her coat from the hall and walked off, heading towards her date with destiny.

Mickey was already waiting at the café when she got there. The atmosphere was incredibly tense and awkward.

'So you're pregnant.' He said after she'd took a seat at his table.

'Yeah.'

'And I could be the Dad.'

'Mickey we said all this on the phone.'

'Yeah I no, but I'm not sure how to handle this.'

'And you think I do?'

'You've been here before.'

'No I haven't. I knew who the father was then, I don't now.' She let her head fall onto the table.

'Guess it is a bit different.'

'A bit!?' He leant a hand out to comfort her, but instantly pulled it back, frightened of its effect.

'Well, what you going to do next?'

'I really don't know.' She was close to tears by now, and his heart ached to take her in his arms and reassure her that it would all be OK.

'Well I guess you've got to find out who the father is first.'

'Yeah, I booked an appointment for 5, while I was on the way here.'

'Do you want me to come with you?'

'Would you? I'd like that.'

'Yeah, a bit of moral support.' He said this to give the opinion that he didn't want to commit himself, when the opposite was true.

'OK, five then, at the Canley Health Centre. I'll see you there.' He watched her get up and leave the Café, wishing he could stop her, but he knew that it would be better, until they knew the truth about the baby, that it was this way.

Five O'clock soon came around, but for Hunter and Mickey it seemed to drag by. Hunter felt sick with anticipation. She knew in her hearts of hearts who she wanted the baby's father to be, but what she didn't know was how she would react if it was him. Mickey had exactly the same feelings, but he also knew that it wouldn't be simple, whatever the result.

'You want me to come in there with you?' Mickey asked her once her name was called.

'Yeah.' He got up, and placed his hand in hers- the first sign that there had ever been a relationship between the two of them in weeks.

Hunter lay back on the bed, while the gel was smeared on her stomach. Soon a slight heartbeat filled the room.

'There's your baby.' Said the doctor.

'Can you tell me how far gone I am?' Hunter asked, eager to find out the truth.

'Yes, you're… approximately 7 weeks pregnant.' She let out a sigh, and smiled across at Mickey, reaching for his hand.

'We're having a baby.' She beamed.