A/N: Hey guys! Tried to update as soon as possible...I'm not going to do another chapter untill it's been reviewed three times :P lol! Enjoy! And NO katieeeeee I'm not going to hint what happens to Sophie, no matter how desperate you are!

Chapter 7:

'My granddaughter is pregnant!' exclaimed Marie. Robert turned the colour of a beetroot.

"Did you know about this?' she asked Robert.

"Umm… no; but I'm pretty sure I'm the father' he blushed, thinking back to that steamy night in Florence. Marie narrowed her eyes at Robert. She couldn't bear to think what would happen if Sophie died.

"Marie…her secret…she said she had some thing to tell us! She...she knew!'

"I think you're right..' she replied. Marie and Robert sat there in silence, trying to take in what they had been told.

"I…I hope to God she lives" trembled Marie.

'Me too…' Robert frowned.

Marie stood up and paced the room.

"I wish we had a better grasp of what will happen...there are so many questions I have to ask…" she trailed off.

"I know." Agreed Robert; standing up and putting a comforting arm around Marie. "But I'm sure the doctors are doing all they can." Robert told her, being his reasonable self.

"Come on, let's sit down". They flopped back down on the pink chairs, and Robert picked up a car magazine from the table- well he had to pass the time somehow!

Just then Doctor Jerome walked in. He sat opposite them with his head in his hands. Marie bowed her head and Robert put down the magazine and closed his eyes; both praying for good news.

"I-I'm afraid the only way we can save her is to operate again…the CPR didn't work. Sophie will have to spend her life in a wheelchair…even if the upcoming operation works...".

"One question…will the baby survive the operation?" asked Robert, fingers crossed.

"Sophie was one month pregnant…we can't be sure whether or not the baby will live… it's entirely up to you- do you want Sophie to have the operation…or would you like to say goodbye now?"