"Can we not tell the others just yet?" Frankie's asked, her head resting in Boyds lap but turning just slightly so she could look up at him as she spoke.
"If that's what you want, but it's not something we can hide for long. Them lab coat aren't exactly roomie." Feeling Frankie watching him as he looked away from his morning paper and down at her.
"I know that. It's just, this is new to me. I know the statistics, especially at my age. I want to be sure everything is okay before we share the news." Her hand resting subconsciously on her stomach.
Boyd watched Frankie intently, her hand resting on her stomach as she looked up at him, her vulnerability peeking through that tough exterior she was so used to showing. It was nice to see that Frankie wasn't always so tough and macho, but it was something that always bought out a fierce need deep inside him to protect her. She didn't need protecting, and god help any man who thought she did and tried to protect or defend her without asking her first.
"This is really getting to you, isn't it?" His fingers stroking through her hair as she closed her eyes and sighed. "Come here." Giving her arm a gently tug so she sat up.
Frankie sat up, moving to sit beside Boyd as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder.
"When time we at the doctors for?" Feeling Frankie curl into him more.
"Eleven. Then we can grab some lunch on the way in. Did you tell anyone why we both weren't in this morning?" Moving again so she could rest her head on his chest.
"I'm in a meeting and your at the doctors." Seeing Frankie's head shoot up when he mentioned doctors. "What! They aren't stupid, they know you're sick. You can make something up, tell them it's suspected food poisoning or something."
"I swear Grace already suspects something. She keeps watching me like a hawk." Sitting up completely and moving so she was straddling Boyd's lap.
"Grace has done this before, she's had kids, and she's a physiologist, it's her job to read people." Bringing his hands up to rest on Frankie's hips. "How you feeling today? I noticed you finished your toast, and mine." Looking over her shoulder at the empty breakfast plates on the coffee table.
"I feel good, best I've felt so far actually." Leaning in and kissing him, wiggling her arse so her lower body was flush with his, groin to groin.
"I can tell, and don't we have the doctors in just over an hour and a half." Gripping her hips a little tighter to stop her wriggling.
"We do, but it only takes fifteen minutes to get there from here." Her fingers already working on his shirt buttons.
"You'll be the death of me woman." Sliding his hand up from her hips and under her t-shirt.
"At least you'll die happy." Giggling as she kissed him, pushing his shirt off his shoulders as she did.
They made it to the doctors with five minutes to spare, Frankie getting out the car to go inside while Boyd parked the car. Frankie was nowhere in sight when Boyd finally entered the doctors waiting room, the place full of screaming kids and old people with walking sticks. He took a seat in the far corner, scanning around looking for Frankie. Surely she hadn't gone in without him? Just then the buzzer went off and the board flashed Frankie's name with the consultation room she needed to be in. He stood up and went towards the corridor leading to the doctor's offices, hoping to find Frankie as he went. He stopped outside the consultation room and waited, looking up and down the corridor for Frankie. He was just about to turn the handle on the door when Frankie appeared, one hand stuffed in her hoodie pocket.
"Where've you been? I was about to go in and look for you." Seeing Frankie pull a small plastic sample bottle out her pocket and wave it at him.
"I forgot to bring one with me." Stuffing the bottle back in her pocket as she stopped beside him, turning the door handle to allow them both entry.
"Doctor Wharton, long time since we've seen you here." The doctor greeted Frankie as she stepped inside, Boyd close behind her.
"It has been, but that's a good thing right." Taking a seat opposite the doctor while Boyd hovered behind her.
Frankie reached for the spare seat beside her, yanking Boyds hand and making him sit down.
"So, what can we do for you Frankie?" The Doctor asked as Frankie reached in her pocket to pull out the sample bottle.
"We just need to make this official." Placing the sample bottle of the doctors desk.
"Okay then, we can do that. Any ideas how far?" The doctor snapping on her rubber gloves and picking the bottle up.
"About five weeks." Looking at Boyd as she answered the Doctor.
She could see the inner works of Boyds brain, counting back the weeks and trying to work out when they had conceived. She couldn't help but snigger when she saw him work it out, his head shooting up as he stared at her. He had definitely worked it out, the slight pink tinge to his cheeks letting her know he knew exactly where they were when she had fallen pregnant. She reached out and took his hand, squeezing it as the doctor turned back around to face them.
"That's a positive result. So, I'll refer you to the midwife who'll be in touch to arrange a home visit. Congratulations, Frankie. I never thought I'd see this day happen. Have you spoken to your Mum yet?" The doctor asked as she took a seat behind her desk.
"Not yet. We wanted it confirmed first. A test in a pathology lab doesn't quite make it official. Then again, we've discussed keeping it quiet a bit longer, just to be safe." Feeling Boyd squeeze her hand in reassurance.
"That's not uncommon. I won't say anything when I see her, I'll let you break the good news. That's everything done here, and congratulations again, Frankie, your mums going to be so pleased when she finds out." The doctor said as she stood up.
Frankie and Boyd stood up, Frankie only letting go of Boyds hand when the doctor came and hugged her.
"Thank you, only seemed right you being the one to confirm it." Returning the doctors hug.
Boyd stood a little bewildered by the whole set up, watching as Frankie and the Doctor hugged. It wasn't until they parted did Frankie turn to Boyd and then look at the doctor.
"Doctor Edgar, this is Boyd, Peter Boyd." Frankie quickly correcting herself when she introduced Boyd.
"Nice to meet you Peter Boyd. I take it this miracle is part your doing?" The doctor looking between them both as she spoke.
"I hope so." Boyd managed to say, still a little lost in the whole situation.
"Frankie, put the poor man out of his misery will you." Doctor Edgar laughed as she looked at Boyd.
"I'm an old family friend. I've know Frances, I mean Frankie," catching the glare Frankie threw her way when she used her given name, "since she was a little girl. We all thought Frankie would never settle down, her work has always been the most important thing to her. I'm glad she's meet someone who's changed that. Congratulations, Peter." Holding her hand out to Boyd.
Boyd shook the doctor hand, reaching out for Frankie's hand with the other.
"Speaking of work, we need to go. Thanks again Doctor." Frankie smiled as she led Boyd out the doctor's office and through the surgery.
"Wow, that was a bit surreal. You could have warned me. I've only met your mother once but an old family friend knows your pregnant. That's going to be a fun second meeting then. Hello Mrs Wharton, nice to see you again. I know we've only met once before but we thought we should come say hello again, especially since I got your daughter pregnant." Leading them both towards the car as he talked.
"Mum won't mind. She'll be more hung up on the fact I'm finally starting a family, considering at one point she thought I was gay." Seeing Boyd stop dead and turn to her. "It'll be fine, I promise." Finally reaching the car and turning to lean on it.
"If you say so, even though she hates me." Stopping in front of Frankie as she reached to slip her arms around his waist.
He leaned his forehead against hers, cupping her face with his hands. He nudged her nose with his nose, gently kissing her lips as she stretched up to meet him halfway. The kiss was sweet, light, and last only seconds, a smile breaking out on Frankie's face.
"We're having a baby." The words seeming to stick in her throat as she said them.
"We are. You, me, and a baby." A smile creeping over his face as he confirmed what Frankie had said.
"I can't believe it was conceived in the back of my car in some bloody freezing country lane in the middle of nowhere like, but there we go." Seeing Boyd hang his head at her analogy of when there child was conceived.
"You have a way with words, don't you. Glad the people you deal with don't give a shit for bedside manner." Shaking his head and laughing.
"I learnt from the best." Jabbing her finger into his chest. "Can we go for lunch now, I'm starving." Giving him the pleading look he never said no to.
"Come on then. You can pick, since it's a special occasions." Kissing her nose one last time before he stepped away.
"Ohhh, you're spoiling us. I just fancy that little cafe around the corner from the office, you know the one I mean. The one that does them lovely cheese toasties." Hearing Boyd open the car before opening the door.
"I know the one, I'm sure we can manage that. You want to call in and see if anyone wants to join us? We can just park at the office and walk along." Seeing Frankie consider the offer.
"Nahh, I think I'll keep you to myself just a little bit longer." Pulling her seatbelt on and looking across at Boyd.
"Now that's a plan I can get behind." Boyd replied, starting the car and putting it in reverse.
"Getting behind me got me in this position in the first place." Frankie managed to say before she burst out laughing.
"Oh shut up woman. I still can't look at that backseat again the same way." Shaking his head as he concentrated on the road.
"We better make the most of it, I'll end up too big to do that soon." Glancing over at Boyd as he drove.
"I'm definitely going to make the most of it." Winking at Frankie, before turning his attention back to the road.
He was most certainly going to make the most of his current situation, a new life to nurture, and a woman who was prepared to not only put up with him, but carry his child. That was something worth smiling about.