Archie rolled her eyes when her phone went back to the answering machine. She turned it off and waited until her name was called. She couldn't believe him. He was the one who wanted to be here, she was fine going about her antenatal appointments alone. She did the first time because he had to work and it was too short notice to come. He promised to be there for every single one.

"Archie-"

She got up and gave the midwife a small smile before joining her in the consultation room. As the appointment went on, the angrier and annoyed she got at Will. Not that she needed him but all the information being spewed at her was mind-jumbling and she needed at least another person to catch what she missed. She wished she'd brought a pen and notebook to jot everything down but the midwife jovially told her not to worry and she'll give her an information leaflet much to Archie's relief.

During the ultrasound, something made her unsettled and anxious to find out about. She stared at the screen, the midwife's finger gesturing to what she was talking about.

"T-Twins?"

"Yes."

"How?"

The midwife smiled. "Do you have a history of twins in your family?"

Archie shook her head a little. "My mum is a twin, I think it's from her side but... twins?"

"I can see you're quite shocked."

"I was only expecting the one," Archie said, laughing a little. "Oh, God. How about I going to...? I'm a doctor, I practically work 24/7..." The shock wore off and the anger came back. "And he's not even here to find out."

"The father?" The midwife asked.

Archie nodded. "Yes," she replied. "He was supposed to be here but he isn't so whatever, I guess. Thank you."

"You're welcome," the midwife told her, handing her tissues to wipe off the gel. "Multiple babies can lead to a high-risk pregnancy and..."

...

Will handed her a travel mug, shifting the sunglasses on his eyes. "I'm sorry. I didn't forget, my alarm didn't go off-"

Archie warily glanced down at the mug. "What's inside?"

"Ginger tea," he said, wincing. "My mother said it helped with morning sickness. There's mint in there."

She grabbed it and took a sip before scowling, her annoyed eyes landing back on him. "I can't believe you."

"I'm sorry."

"Was it your personal trainer again?"

He blushed, groaning a little. "Don't ask."

"Is she more important than your children?"

Will froze. "Excuse me?"

Archie sighed, leaning her back against the wall. They didn't start their shift until nine and it was only half-past eight. "Twins... We're having twins."

"I thought we were only having the one!" He cried out, going over to lean his head against the wall beside her. "Oh my God."

"Don't bring Him into this," she replied lightly. "That's what I said. About the one thing."

"And my ma's sending over baby clothes and the like, already talking about christenings-"

"Who said anything about christenings?" Archie asked.

Will shrugged. "I told her that it will be our decision and I've not exactly been a model Catholic, haven't I?"

"I'm not overly religious either," Archie said. "I don't know."

Will turned, leaning his back against the wall. "So, twins."

Archie swallowed deeply, taking a sip of her tea to stop herself from letting out an anxious whimper. "Yep."

"I'm sorry."

"Why?" She asked. "It's from my side. My mum is a twin."

"Oh," Will said. "Is that how it works?"

"You're a doctor."

"So are you."

Archie smiled wryly. "Well, I'll have to sort that out. How can I parent two kids and hold a full-time job at Holby?"

"I'm here for them too," Will told her. "Today was stupid, I'm sorry but I won't miss anything from here on out." He glanced down at her stomach beneath her oversized jacket. "I've not even..."

She turned to him. "What?"

"Touched it. The bump," he said nervously. "Have you?"

Archie nodded a little. "A few times. When I'm nervous or just curious. I've been checking how my body changes and the like, it's a strange feeling all together but it's comforting despite the fear inside at the bottom of my belly. Do you understand?"

"I do," he whispered, his eyes still on her tummy.

"Do you want to?"

"What?"

She scoffed lightly. "Touch it?"

He looked around. They were in the hospital but in a quiet alcove, she'd found following her appointment. Barely anyone passed it. Not that it was strange to see a man pressing a hand against a baby bump near the antenatal appointment department.

"May I?" Will asked softly.

Archie gave him a small smile before unzipping her jacket and nodding. She was wearing a white tee with a cool graphic design at the front. She watched as he reached out before retracting his hand.

"Am I overstepping?" He asked her, laughing a little.

"Not at all," she said. "I mean, you've seen most parts of me..."

She tutted when he kept pausing and used her free hand to direct his hand onto the fabric covering her tummy. There was barely a bump but she could feel it. It was like she was bloated all the time and she pressed his hand a little bit to make him feel the hardness of her stomach.

"Can you feel?"

"Yeah," he breathed out in awe. "God, it's real."

"I hope that God doesn't take pleasure in putting fake babies in women," Archie said lightly before finally swatting his hand away. "There."

Will chuckled, rolling his eyes beneath his sunglasses. "Can I do that again sometime?"

Archie tutted. "We'll see. I don't exactly like people touching me."

"You weren't saying that-"

"I dare you to finish that sentence."

"Sorry, sorry," he apologised, laughing. "When did we meet again?"

"29th of March."

"How did you remember that?"

She shrugged. "I don't know. I didn't like you."

"I didn't like you." That was a lie. "Actually..."

She started to laugh, rolling her eyes. "Wow, I'm so sorry. The first-ever time in your life that a woman doesn't want you."

"Guess you didn't play hard to get properly because I ended up in your bed."

"Shut up," she said, but a smile was on her face. "Never again." She tutted. "Everyone who sees us together thinks we're an item. They don't know the truth."

"Which is?"

"You're a narcissist, you date and ditch, your ego's huge-"

"Of all the woman I could get pregnant... I chose you," Will said, biting his lip. "I hope you don't think that now?"

Archie smirked. "Hmm, we'll see. My children will learn from their father's... mistakes."

"I've been wounded."

"Good. Serves you right for missing my appointment," she replied, leaving his side. "We've got work. Come on."