There was another knock at the door, I turned as Peter crossed the crowded filled apartment to answer the door. It was the day of our Baby Shower, a matter of weeks before the baby's due date would arrive. I watched as he opened the door and my mother and sister Nettie stepped in bearing gifts wrapped in pink and blue paper.

"Hey Mum," I said struggling to stand to give both a hug

"Don't get up Lottie!" Nettie laughed strolling over and giving me a hug in my seat

"Don't call me Lottie!" I yelled slightly

Nettie laughed; her brown hair, which was now accompanied with darker golden syrup coloured steaks, bounced slightly. I smiled back letting out a little giggle. Mum was next to give me a gentle hug and place a gift on the coffee table.

"Its good you could both make it" I smiled

"Well I wanted to be her darling" My mother smiled "I am not missing this, nor am I missing the birth of my next Grandchild!"

"Speaking of Grandchildren, how are Rose and Emmett?" I asked

"They're loving Europe- the kids are enjoying the sun and sand- they miss you you know, the kids"

"Really?"

My mother just laughed nodded before walking off to mingle with the small amount of friends we had invited. Kate and Garrett were in one corner talking to each other about stuff- getting to know each other on a more personal level I guess. My sister, Amber, and my cousin, Nettie, were talking in the kitchen. Jasper and Alice were just finishing off another conversation with Peter, before my wonderful husband made his way to me.

"Having fun honey?" he smiled kissing me

"mhm, certainly" I said smiling kissing him back

"We're gonna do presents now- everyones here."

"okay then" I nodded shifting slightly

Peter turned to the group and coughed, asking for quiet. Silence did follow and all eyes were eagerly trained on Peter. As he began to give one of his famous speeches, ones he often gave when he was drunk, I felt something. It was odd. It felt like someone was punching my insides. I felt nothing for the rest of the speech. Finally he finished.

"Open the presents!" Alice squeeled

"Okay! Okay!" I said reaching for one of the two unwrapped presents

It was a beautiful moses basket- with a white hood and brown wicker craddle. I smiled as I felt warm eyes on me. I nodded thanks, before moving onto the next unwrapped gift. This time it was nappie bin. I nodded thanks to Kate and Garrett, who had bought it a couple of weeks before hand in the presence of me while we shopped at Mother Care. I got all sorts of baby bits and bobs. I revieved baby grows and tiny baby socks. I also received several plushies and a baby hat that said "Charlotte's Baby". Peter kindly bought me a photo frame with several stages of babies progression with only the one being filled with a picture of the last ultra sound we attended. I smiled and looked up at all my eager eyed guests- all of which were waiting for a thankyou.

"Thank you all...for your wonderful gifts."

"Hear hear" Garrett said raising his empty glass "To the baby and the happy couple"

"hear hear" Cheered everyone else.

I smiled as I felt a hand on my shoulder- Peters, natrually.

"Are you okay?" He asked as the rest of the part goers went back to their original coversations

"Yeah, why?" I frowned

"You looked a bit uncomfortable during my speech"

"Oh, yeah..I am a bit tired...that must be it" I said with a half hearted laugh

"Maybe you should have a lie down..." he stroked my hair gently

"but the guests" I began

"They'll understand...plus it'll only be for a few minutes"

"Alright" I reluctantly gave in to his constant pestering

I slowly stood cradling my stomach as I went. Non of the guests asked where I was going, which was a good thing since I thought I'd probably change my mind on going to sleep at that point. Once in the solitude of my room, I crawled under the covers. Then, I seemed to easily slip into sleep.

I wasn't certain how long I had slpet, but it must have been a couple of hours since when I woke with a start- it was dark outside. I would have slept longer but something was wrong. The feeling was back, this time almost twice as worse. I put my hand to my bump as the pain shocked through me, lasting a couple of seconds before it faded. I frowned confused- What was it? I thought, this feeling. I shifted slightly to get up, when I felt something wet between my legs, My eyes widened as the pain rocked over me again. I gasped loudly clutching my bump again.

"Peter!" I cried in a quiet voice

No one came.

"Peter?" I called a little louder, but it sounded like the music from the party was drowning out my cries of desperation

"Peter!" I yelled as loudly as I could

There was a pause, when I heard foot steps. The door opened and orange light flooded the room. Peter leant in smiling.

"Yes?"

"Its time..."