A/N okay, bit of a big time jump here. Polly is now 6 months pregnant, got bored of the day by day theme! Enjoy and please read and review xx

Several months had passed, and Polly was now 6 months pregnant. A lot had happened in those 5 months; for one thing, she was now out of hospital and was back living with Dixie and Jeff at their home. They had discussed Polly living at her own home when the babies were born, there simply wouldn't be the space at Dixie and Jeff's house.

Determined to make sure that she would be safe, they had had an alarm system installed, as well as cameras all around the outside of her home so that they would know if anyone suspicious was lurking about.

They had all gone shopping for things for the babies a few times, having been told that Polly would only be able to carry the babies to 6, possibly 7, months at the most. If she carried them to full term, she would be putting herself and both of her babies at risk.

The big spare room in Polly's house was now to be the girls' nursery; everyone had pitched in to help and it looked brilliant. The walls were painted with jungle scenes on two walls and there were flowers and butterflies on the others, and the ceiling was covered in fluorescent stars. The furniture was all set up, two cribs were all ready set up, and a large chest of draws and wardrobe sat to the far side of the room by the window. As well as all of this, Polly was fully equipped with clothes, nappies, bottles, toys and everything that she would need to care for her baby girls.

Avani still came to see her regularly, most days in fact, and Polly was finding having her around as well was a great help to everyone. She had recently brought the house across the street from where Polly lived, so that she would be able to help her out and also so that she would be closer to where she worked.

Most of her injuries had healed well; she was now able to walk with support, though her hip and pelvis were still tender and she had to be careful what she did and how long she did things for so that she didn't hurt herself or put the babies at any risk.

Everyone together had agreed that they would help Polly out as much as they could; Avani only worked 3 full days a week, so she could help a lot. With Dixie and Jeff, the trust had been very understanding about what had happened and had granted them a few months of crisis leave on full pay.

Savannah, her care worker from when she was younger, had also been to visit her and see how things were going.

*Flashback*

A week ago, in the local café…

"So, kiddo, how are things going? And congratulations on the pregnancy by the way; twin girls, you'll have your work cut out for you there!" Savannah laughed, smiling at the young girl. It was lovely that they were still in touch; Polly had turned out to be a lovely, confident young woman- so very different than the scared, very shy girl that she'd looked after all those years ago.

"Thank you! I know, it will be extremely hard work, but I can do it; I won't be the same sort of mother that mine was to me"

"Everybody knows that, Polly; you're nothing like her darling, trust me. You'll make a brilliant mum, I could see that straight away when you picked up little Nieve on your first day with us!"

"Thanks" Polly blushed slightly, looking away momentarily, and then turning back to face Savannah "and thanks, for everything that you did to help me all that time ago; it's made me who I am today. If I hadn't came to Cherrieswood House, god only knows where I'd be now, and I certainly wouldn't have been able to cope with a pregnancy of identical twin girls"

"You're welcome, Polly. It's my job for a start, but it's so much more than that; it's so nice to see kids like you and Avani turn their lives around for themselves, all we did was gave you a push in the right direction…your career, your friends, you did all that, Polly. You did all that, not me or the care home"

"Yeah, I guess I did" she smiled "this will definetly be a challenge, a very big challenge in fact, but I can do it!"

*End flashback*

Today was the day of Polly's 6-month check up scan; they had already warned her at the last scan that depending on how the babies were lying in the womb, that they may have to perform an emergency C-section.

This would mean that the babies would be 3 months premature, and that they would have to be in intensive care, but if they were there and getting the best care possible, then Polly was prepared to do it. There was no point in her carrying them if there was no space for them to grow inside of her womb; she wanted to and was very determined to give them the best possible chance that she could.

At her scan…

The ultrasound scan had just been completed, and it was as they feared. They would have to perform an emergency c-section to get the babies out as there wasn't enough room for both babies to continue to grow.

"Polly, I'm so sorry, but we're going to have to perform a c-section this evening and get the babies out. Keeping them in there will do more harm than good" the midwife said apologetically

"Its okay" Polly replied, with a slight smile "I want them to have to have the best possible chance, and if that means in NICU for a couple of months, then so be it"

Dixie laughed "That's my Polly" she said "Right, I'll phone Jeff and Avani, get an overnight bag sorted for you and stuff for the girls. Is everything else okay, love? Is Polly going to be okay?"

The midwife smiled, she had seen many people in Polly's position before "If we do the c-section tonight, Polly will be absolutely fine. As for the babies, we won't know what damage the drugs have done until they arrive; but health wise, they look healthy so far"

Later that evening…

"Dixie I'm scared" Polly whimpered "What if something goes wrong? What if something happens to them?"

"Everything will be all right, lovie, you heard the midwife. By getting them out, we're giving them the best possible chance. I promise, as soon you come round from the anaesthetic and they're sure you're alright, we'll go and see them. Okay?"

"Okay" she whispered, squeezing Dixie's hand

"I'll see you really soon, Pol" Dixie smiled, letting go of her hand and allowing Mac to take her to theatre.