CHAPTER EIGHT

"You already know that you're pregnant?" Flynn asked Martha, wanting to make sure that he had heard right the first time.

"Yes," Martha nodded.

"Why didn't you say anything when you were first brought in?" Flynn questioned her.

Martha sighed and looked down at her hands. "Nobody knows yet, and I don't want anybody to know yet," she replied.

"What about Jack? Does he know?" Flynn kept on with the questions.

"No, he doesn't," Martha shook her head. "And it needs to stay that way for now".

"He is the father, isn't he?" Flynn asked hesitantly.

Martha looked at him in shock, surprised that he would even ask such a question. "Of course it's Jack's. I can't believe you would even ask me that," Martha said, sounding offended. "We're family. You know me and you should know that I would never betray Jack," Martha finished.

"You're right. I'm sorry," Flynn apologised.

"I was going to tell him last night. But then his ex-girlfriend showed up announcing that Jack is the father of her daughter," Martha then told Flynn.

Flynn nodded. "I heard about that. That's gotta be rough on you," he said.

Martha felt comfortable talking with Flynn, so she didn't hesitate in telling him how she was feeling. "Yeah, it is hard to accept. I thought Jack was all mine, and that we were going to have our own family together. But it turns out he already has one," she explained.

Before Flynn got the chance to speak, Martha started again. "Look, can I trust you not to tell anyone about my pregnancy? Jack needs time to get used to the fact that he already has one child. I don't want him worrying about me, okay," she said.

"Of course. I won't say anything. Doctor/Patient confidentiality, remember," Flynn exclaimed.

"Thanks," Martha smiled.

"Okay, now onto the baby. How long have you known you're pregnant? And how far along are you?" Flynn then asked.

"Well, I found out for sure just over a month ago. I had suspicions for about two weeks before that. I'm pretty sure I know what day the baby was actually conceived," Martha started.

She thought back to the day when her and Jack were at the cliffs. The day they couldn't keep their hands to themselves. The day they had turned the cliffs from a make-out spot to something more. If only they had some self control and had waited until they got home; they wouldn't be in this mess.

"If my calculations are right, then I'm two and a half months along already," Martha told Flynn.

"I can't believe that you have managed to keep it to yourself for so long," Flynn said.

"It hasn't been hard. I haven't even really had any morning sickness yet. Today was the first day that I've actually felt sick," Martha explained.

"Well, it looks as if the morning sickness is about to begin for you. Some women can get in earlier, but then some won't get it straight away," Flynn started.

"Great, just what I need," Martha said sarcastically.

"Before you leave, I want to talk to you about your eating. What you did today was stupid," Flynn scolded her. "You know you're pregnant, and yet you still didn't eat anything. You need to eat. Especially for the baby's sake," he continued.

"I know," Martha nodded. "But this whole thing with Megan is getting to me. I completely lost my appetite," she told him truthfully.

"That's another thing; Stress. You need to stop worrying. Stress isn't good for the baby. Or you for that matter; especially with the heart problems you've previously had," Flynn explained to Martha.

"I'll try, but there's a lot of stressful stuff going on at the moment," Martha promised.

Flynn stood up. "Just remember to put yourself and your baby first. Now, I'm going to let you get changed. I'll let the others know you'll be out soon," he said, moving towards the door. "And don't worry; I won't say anything about the baby. You can tell them when you're ready," he smiled and left the room.

Martha gently placed her hand over her stomach. Sorry little one, she thought to herself.

Martha walked into the waiting room, and the first thing she noticed was Megan sitting with Jack. Why the hell is she here? She thought to herself. Remember what Flynn said; No stressing. But Martha couldn't help it. Megan made her so angry.

Martha looked around the room. Alf was standing with Tony, and Lucas was talking to Tasha and Robbie. She stood on the spot for a few more seconds before anyone had even noticed she was there.

Lucas eventually looked up. "Martha," he said, standing and rushing towards her. "Is everything okay? Flynn wouldn't tell us anything," he shot out.

By now everyone else was looking at her, waiting for her to explain. But Martha couldn't talk; all she was thinking about was that Jack was still sitting next to Megan.

"Anyone in there?" Robbie asked, waving a hand in front of her face.

Martha quickly snapped out of her thoughts. "Sorry. What?" she asked shaking her head.

"Lucas asked if you were okay," Alf said, walking and standing next to her. "Are you?"

"Yes. I told you it was nothing to worry about. It was just because I didn't eat much today, and my blood pressure was a little low," she lied.

"So I can take you home?" Jack said. Martha realised that Jack was now standing beside her.

"I think I should just go to my place," Martha said to Jack, not even bothering to look at him.

"But I thought you said you wanted to stay at mine," Jack asked.

"Well I've changed my mind," she all but snapped, causing her to get strange looks from all the other visitors that were in the waiting room

Jack looked at her shocked. He wasn't expecting her to bite his head off. He looked at his group of friends and family and smiled. "Would you excuse us for a second," he said to them and pulled Martha away so they could talk privately.

"What's going on?" He questioned her.

"Nothing," she lied again, not looking at him.

"I know when you're lying to me. What's wrong?" he asked again.

"What is she doing here?" Martha eventually spat out.

Jack looked at her confused. "Who?"

"Don't act dumb Jack," Martha scoffed. "I'm talking about Megan. Every time I turn around she's there. Sitting close to you, or touching you," she said.

"What are you talking about?" he questioned.

Martha laughed sarcastically. "At Noah's I walk into the storeroom, and by the time I walk out again; she's practically holding your hand. And just now, she may aswell have been sitting on your lap," she exclaimed.

Now it was Jack's turn to laugh. "You are being stupid. There is nothing going on between me and Megan. I love you, remember?" He reassured her.

"Yeah, and I love you. So I don't like her touching you," Martha told Jack.

"I honestly didn't even realise she was," Jack laughed. "Look, let's just go home. We can talk about this later," he said. Jack grabbed Martha's hand and pulled her in for a quick kiss. "Come on, everybody is waiting".

Martha and Jack walked hand in hand back to the group. Once they reached them Tasha walked up and gave Martha a hug. "I'm glad you're okay," she said.

Before Martha could answer her, Megan walked up. She looked at Jack smiling. "Do you think I could get a ride home? My car is still at the bar," she asked.

Martha quickly pulled away from Tasha and looked at Jack. Tasha, realising that Martha was uncomfortable around Megan and that this could turn into an awkward moment spoke before anyone else got the chance. "Actually, Rob and I can drop you off at Noah's. We are going back there anyway to help Beth close up," she offered.

"Um, okay. Thanks," Megan said, trying not to sound disappointed.

"Okay, let's go. I want to get out of here," Martha exclaimed, and smiled her thanks at Tasha.

"So, are you staying at our place tonight?" Lucas asked Martha.

"Yes, she is," Jack spoke up before Martha had the chance too.

"Good," Lucas smiled. "When we get home I'm going to run you a nice hot bubble bath, and make you something yummy to eat," he exclaimed.

Martha smiled at Lucas. He's such a sweet kid, she thought. "You don't have to do that," she told him, as they started walking to the car park.

"I want to," Lucas explained.

"If you say so," Martha laughed.

Jack moved behind Martha and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Maybe I could join you in that nice hot bubble bath," he whispered in her ear, and started placing tiny kisses on her neck.

Martha felt a tingle of pleasure course through her body. "I'd like that," she answered.

"Can you two wait until you're alone to talk like that? It's gross," Lucas exclaimed.

Everybody burst into laughter. Except for one.

Megan lagged behind the group, watching them all laugh.

She was angry. Jack had his hands all over Martha. His hands should be on me. She'd tried her hardest all night to try and make Martha jealous. And at one stage she was pretty sure it had worked. But then the stupid girl had to go and collapse. She hated seeing Jack fawn all over Martha. It disgusted her.

Megan thought that stealing Jack away was going to be easy. But she was wrong; it was going to be a lot harder than she had originally thought.

But I'm always up for a challenge, she smiled to herself.