"Peter it's a big decision.." she replied.
"I know but.. a baby of our own come on Carla you wanted this 7 years ago" he took her hand.
"Yes and when I came to love the idea I found out you were shacking up with the local barmaid!" She replied.
He groaned and laid back down "and I've changed.. Carla we would have our very own baby, 50% of me and 50% of you, I'd do my bit to help.. just maybe not so much night feeds" he smirked.
She glared at him, clearly thinking "a baby costs money, time.. I wouldn't be able to work and it's just someone that always wants you, mostly just for your body"
"No different than me then" he smirked again making some light.
"Peter it's not funny.. I'd have to carry them for the whole of 9 months besides who even says we'd be able to get pregnant.." she said.
"That is the whole point of trying" he responded.
"What about money.. income, how would we pay for this flat, food, the baby always needing new stuff every month, the bills" she pointed out.
"We can sort something.. we've got your money from Underworld and Street Cars, I'm sure Steve can lower our rent for the reason and we'll just get saving" he answered, placing his hands behind his head he was adamant to get her to give in and agree.
"Right and the pregnancy and labour? What makes you think that my body could go through that I'm 46!" She answered, hushly not to disturb Chelle.
"Why are you pin pointing all the negatives, what about some positives?" He said.
She tilted her head and rolled her eyes, looking away from him.
"Carla what is your flaming problem? Everything I say lately has got you all moody, I was just saying that to have a baby of our own, I didn't get the chance to see Simon grow from a newborn and it's my chance to now prove to you have actually changed. A chance for us to have that family." He answered.
"Don't use that guilt trip for Simon.. that was clearly your own fault by what I've been told" she said
He rolled his eyes and looked to her.
"Okay.. we can try.. however" she glared to Peter who currently sat up, his mood lit up.
"For One, wait until Michelle leaves.. and for Two, we have a time limit, if then nothing happens we leave it just at that" she stated.
"Fair enough for time limit but love.. Michelle's in the other room and besides it makes no odds to when Steve comes to stay or anyone else" he groaned.
"Do you want a baby?" She blackmailed.
"Yes.." he mumbled and laid back down.
She looked at him, completely silent she really just wanted to give in and tell him the truth but he might not like the idea in a few weeks time.. she couldn't tell him right now.
The next morning came round and Carla walked into the living room just as Michelle began to wake up, a stretch and yawn.
"Morning" Chelle said, looking over to Carla who looked exhausted, currently in the making of a coffee.
"You ok?" She asked as Carla just groaned.
"I had a really rough night last night I could not sleep" Carla answered.
Peter walked out into the living room, his face lit up looking happier than ever, glancing over to Chelle.
"Well you're cheery" Chelle looked over to Peter.
"Am I not allowed to be?" He answered.
Walking into the kitchen and wrapping his arms around Carla, softly kissing her neck and watching the making of the coffee as Michelle began to sit up.
"So how long do you think you will stay for?" Peter asked her as Michelle chuckled "I don't know.. depends on how long you two will have me"
"Oh don't be daft you're welcome to stay here for as long as you want" Carla pleaded.
Suddenly then Carla looked down at her already made coffee, realising she can't drink coffee.. you can have one a day but she was not taking any chances, pouring the coffee down the sink.
"Right I'm gonna get changed and then I'm off to do the shopping" Peter kissed Carla and walked off into the bedroom as Michelle watched on very confused why Carla tipped her coffee away.
Turning round and smiling to Michelle, Carla poured herself a simple glass of water.
Standing there in silence staring at the glass.. blankly staring into space Michelle knew that there was obviously something upsetting Carla.
Once Peter was ready he kissed his smiling wife goodbye and waved to Michelle, Carla sat down on the sofa, trying to get herself comfortably seated.
"Right.. he's gone" Michelle looked over to Carla.
"To go to the shops.." she said.
"What's going on? You've been well shifty, Peter in a really cheery mood, and I saw you poured your coffee away" Michelle pointed over to the sink.
Carla knew she wouldn't get away from this one, looking over at Chelle in pure silence.
"Carla, you do know that you can tell me anything right?" Michelle said, reassuring her best mate.
"Mm.. Peter wants a baby" she put her glass of water and sat there, waiting for a reply.
"Peter.. Peter wants a baby!?" Michelle's eyes began to wide.
"Yep.." Carla looked down, twiddling both her thumbs.
"And.. do you want that.. to try for a baby?" Chelle asked.
"Why is it always at the most inconvenient times.. Peter's still on a slow recovery and mend, I've finally got my factory back, you're here, everything is perfect at the moment" she said.
"Well, that's what you came out with last time and yet you were still wanting her.." Chelle pointed out.
"And there's something slightly bigger" Carla looked to Chelle.
"I'm already pregnant.. estimated maybe 3 weeks I'm not really sure but, this wasn't even from trying, I don't know what to do" her eyes filled up, the hormones kicking in once again, Michelle just pulled her best friend in tight gently hugging her.
Well now Michelle knows.. how will Peter ever know?