(I honestly am missing carter so much in Corrie atm, we had one scene and that's it! Probably why I've come to write so much I really need to work on my other stories too but I hope that you are all enjoying this one so far ️)

"You know what you need to do.." Michelle said, telling Carla.

She just mumbled, looking down to her stomach, what could having a baby do.. would having it be such a bad thing?

"Carla.. it's his kid, you can't make him think that you guys will try for a baby when you're already carrying his" Chelle said.

Carla walked off into the bathroom as Michelle watched on, stroking her hair and getting up, Chelle walking into the kitchen to check her phone that was on the worktop, on charge.

A couple of messages from Steve which seemed to raise her eyebrows.

Steve

Hey, I uh, I heard you were back in town do you fancy a catch up in the rovers at 1? x

"Chelle!" A worried Carla shouted for her best mate, not getting a chance to reply, she rushed to Carla, who was bent over, clutching her abdomen.

"I'm bleeding.." Carla looked up at Chelle, her eyes slightly fearful.

"Ok.. it's okay, sometimes this early on bleeding can be normal.. your body hasn't quite just clicked on can you let me check?" She asked.

Carla nodded and let the tears flow down her cheeks before beginning to wipe them away, not wanting to let out how anxious she really was.. she had to put on a cover.

"Ok by the looks of it it's just spotting, I'll get you some clean clothes but try not to worry too much, honestly it's normal" Chelle kissed her head before walking into her and Peter's room to find her some new clothes.

Looking through the drawers she opened one of Peter's, amongst his clothes was a babygrow, looking back to see if Carla had come before taking it out and looking to which it read BARLOW 3, syncing back in, dropping it into one of Carla's drawers by accident when grabbing her clothes.

Coming back to her, dropping the clothes and walking out as Carla began to get changed.

"Listen.. why don't you go out into town? Do some shopping get yourself some nice things?" Chelle suggested.

"And be surrounded by a bunch of people with their kids and shops full of baby accessories?" Carla laughed, getting changed.

"Maybe that's a good thing.. I mean, you want to keep this baby don't you?" She asked.

"I don't know Chelle.. maybe, Peter might end up changing his mind about having a kid once I break the news to him" Carla answered.

"Look.. you could just go and if you end up picking up a few clothes for the baby then maybe that's a really good thing? You can work out a way to tell him cause believe me when I say.. he will want this baby.. very much" she took a deep breath.

Carla came out and looked to Chelle, as Michelle encouraged her more Carla finally left as Michelle quickly went to find Steve.. yes, Steve but they seemed to be on good terms through calls and text besides she wanted to see how he was after Oliver.

Going to knock on No.1's door, before she could even reach the door Steve shouted her name and soon ran over.

"Oh.. hey, I saw your text" she turned round, looking to him, their eyes locking and the chemistry beginning to build.

"You ok?" Steve asked, his head slightly tilted.

"Yeah.. I'm okay but I should be asking you how you are" she replied.

He nodded and invited her back into No.1, the house was empty, everyone was currently out.

Dropping her bag on the sofa and taking her jacket off she looked on as Steve walked into the kitchen, making them both a cup of tea, two sugars, dash of milk just how she likes it.. he'd remembered.

"I never thought I'd see you back living here.." she walked over to the picture of Oliver.. slowly picking it up and looking at it, a gentle smile of sadness and sorry before placing it down as Steve came in with the mugs.

Whilst Steve and Michelle began to catch up Carla headed into town, walking through the streets.

Parents.. single mums, single dads, couples together, married, each with prams or toddlers, carried or being swung through the street by the hold of their mum and dad's hand, laughing, smiling, Carla couldn't help but smile.. watching them walk closely by.. this was everything that she ever wanted just 7 years ago..

Walking into the baby store, there was everything from clothes, to prams, to teddies, to rockers and muslim cloths, car seats, high chairs.

"Hi is there anything I can help you with?" A staff member asked.

"Um.. no, I'm ok thank you" Carla smiled and began to walk slowly round the room.

Looking through the clothes, ranging from newborn to 24 months.

She admired the detail of the stitching, the lace, the way the fabric was layed out, ranging from pinks to yellows and blues and just white.

Taking off a mustard yellow romper, admiring the way the straps slotted in over the shoulders, a button that tucks in tightly through the slot, but is it worth buying clothes yet? I mean surely it wouldn't hurt to just in case.

Taking off a white snowsuit, perfectly thick to keep a baby cosy in the cold weather.. when would she be due though.. 8 months from now is.. March.. April..

Maybe not a snowsuit then.. although it is very admittedly cute.. taking off a cream summer onesie, once choosing them two she picked up a little sophie the giraffe, paying for it all the leaving.

This was it then.. no matter what she had to try for this baby.

Back at No.1 Steve had brought Michelle up to the date on the latest drama's that those tough cobbles hold.

"There's just so much happening.. I came back for a break from this drama you think I'd have just known better" Michelle laughed.

"You're living in a fantasy Chelle if think you'll get away from that here.." Steve laughed.

"I know! Tell me about it, I mean this morning Carla decided now to tell me she was pregnant like it's no big deal I mean she hasn't even told Peter! And then she's relying on me to keep quiet about it all-" Michelle blurted out smiling before instantly realising what she had just done.. her jaw soon dropping, her hand over her mouth with pure guilt and Steve's eyes widened, utterly shocked.