"Mr Orton, Mr Angle?"

"Yep, that's us." Kurt said.

"How is Roxy?" Randy asked impatiently.

"At the moment, we are getting her wrist plastered. She managed to brake it in three places."

"Will she need it resetting?" Randy asked.

"Fortunately, they are quite clean brakes so it looks unlikely. I just need to ask, her ribs were broken recently and what not; is she on any tablets still?"

"She takes pain killers occasionally for them. I think she took some this morning. Why, it's not a problem is it?"

"No, not at all, I just needed to know. She seems to be awfully fatigued though."

"Things have happened, she's not been sleeping too well." Randy interjected.

"Right well I'll get something to help her with that too."

"When can she come home?"

"Tonight, if you are really keen. I will need to put a stronger cast on her arm in a few days. Then, I shall decide whether or not she needs her arm straightening or not. The only thing I will suggest is that she doesn't do a lot over the next few days. Make her relax and not to lift anything that requires both hands. She'll be less likely to need further treatment."

"Oh." Randy sighed.

"Why, is that a problem?"

"No, well yes. We are arranging to move in together. We got conformation earlier that the house we want is ours and we can move in together whenever."

"Maybe it would be a good idea to hold it off for the time being or not to let her do so much. Anyway, if you want to see her, I'll take you to her. One moment." the Doctor said, exiting the room.

"A bit sudden isn't it?" Kurt asked Randy.

"After the problems we've been having, you know, it seemed so natural just to let it happen. I like having her close to me."

"Good for you." Kurt said, shaking Randy's hand "If you want a lift home, I'll take you."

"Thanks Kurt." Randy said, visibly happy that they were no longer as against each other.

Randy was then finally allowed to see his girlfriend. One of the nurses was about to ask her some questions.

Randy crept into the room and took a seat next to Roxy's bed. He winked at her. He could tell she was uncomfortable and needed some much needed TLC rather than personal questions.

"So you've been pregnant before?"

"Yes, but I miscarriage." she rolled her eyes before looking at Randy.

"You...you might be pregnant?" Randy asked.

"Anything's a possibility." said the nurse "It says in your notes that you felt like this when you were pregnant before."

"Yep but this is entirely different...I still had my period before, this time I don't. I felt sick before, this time I don't. Now, the only thing wrong with me is that I've broken my wrist. All I feel like doing is going home, with the man that I love to forget about tonight." she muttered monotony.

"I still want to do a test just in case." the nurse said tottering off to get a test.

"I hate this." Roxy murmured. She looked pale and drawn.

"You really scared me earlier. You blacked out on me, sweetie."

"I know. I'm sorry. I just want to go home, you know? I'm fed up with being so injury prone!"

"Yeah babe but you were two months premature as a baby. That could have something to do with it."

"Yeah, I was forever having time off school when I was young. It was quite bad; I once ate blueberries but I spat them back out. I think I was about 5. My throat started swelling and everything. I nearly died!"

"Woah! Is it still like it now?"

"I don't know; I daren't try them again."

"Once we move into our home it'll all change, I can guarantee it. Well, you won't keep getting hurt anyway! Why do they want you to do a pregnancy test?"

"I told them about what had happened in Australia. They didn't believe the concrete stairs story."

"Oh."

"Now, Roxanna, I need you to go and pee on this stick, ok?" the nurse said, handing her the pregnancy test in her right hand.

"Look, I really don't feel like doing this tonight, can't it wait?" Roxy asked, it was plain to see to everyone - besides the nurse - that she was in pain and needed a bed rather than a foetus test!

"No, I need you to do it now. I can tell it's going to be difficult. Do you need...?"

"That won't be nessacery thank you." Roxy stumbled her way over to the toilet in the other room.

'Maybe I should just spit on it rather than pee on it.' Roxy thought to herself but decided against it. After a few seconds, she was outside again still holding the currently white stick.

"Ok only a minute or two." the nurse said in anticipation.

Two minutes later...

"Nope, it doesn't look like you're pregnant."

"Can I go know?" Roxy asked, feeling a little woozy.

"Sure, after I get your pills then you can." the nurse said, disposing of the pregnancy test and getting her prescription.

Ten minutes later, Roxy and Randy were getting into Kurt's car. He turned to face his boss and his one time fantasy girl.

"Are you ok?" he asked warmly.

"Uh hu." she said, resting her head on Randy.

"I think she just needs to go back to my apartment with me." Randy grinned cheekily.

Roxy nearly fell asleep instantly.

"Rox, baby, you're necks gonna be sore if you sleep like that. Wait till we get back, yeah?"

"Ummm ok." she said drowsily.

An hour later, they were back at Randy's current location.

"Thanks." Roxy whispered to Kurt.

"You're more than welcome, hope you soon feel better."

The morning air hit them like a tonne of bricks. It was now 2am.

"Not long now." Randy soothed, looking at Roxanna.

She moaned, not quite sure what to do. Randy took it upon himself to carry her to his bed. He unlocked the door and wrapped the cool navy blue sheets around her fragile body. He kissed her and draped his arm over her body.

"Everything will be fine darling." he reassured, closing his eyes too, thoughts of Gavin still racing through his mind. He wanted to murder him, destroy him, make him pay for what he had done. Alas, he knew that wouldn't be the best for Roxy.