CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE

A WEEK LATER

It was a Friday night and Martha and Jack were having a quiet night at home. Kim and Kit were there aswell and they were all sitting in the lounge room watching the Friday night football.

Martha was sitting on the couch and Jack was nestled in behind her; rubbing her back. She'd had a really bad back ache all day and Jack had offered to give her a back rug. She loved it and it was making her feel so much better.

"Yes," Martha sighed. "That feels so good," she told Jack.

Jack smirked. "Well I do give pretty good back rubs if I do say so myself," he laughed.

"Yeah, well make sure that they're reserved only for me," Martha said. "I don't want you giving them to anyone else," she added.

"Just for you," Jack promised as he leaned forward and kissed her neck.

Martha turned back to face the TV just in time to see a commercial advertising some sort of biscuit. "Oh, how good do they look," Martha sighed. "I'm so going to the shops to buy some of those tomorrow," she said.

Kit laughed. "You say that every time you see a commercial for food," she exclaimed.

Martha shrugged. "I'm pregnant, can you blame me?" she smiled.

"Okay, that's enough about food," Jack said. "It's getting late, so why don't we head off to bed," he suggested.

Martha nodded her head in agreement. "Okay, let's go," she pushed herself up off the couch.

"Night," they said as they walked off.

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Martha and Jack had been snuggled up in bed for about half an hour. Martha couldn't sleep; she had a major craving.

She let out a loud sigh; trying to gain Jack's attention. No luck. "Jack," she sighed again.

"Yeah," Jack opened his eyes to look at her.

"I'm not gonna be able to sleep until I have one of those biscuits," Martha exclaimed.

"You're not serious are you?" Jack laughed in disbelief.

"I'm way serious," Martha told him. "Way," she said again.

"Martha, its twelve o'clock at night. I'm not going out to get you a packet of biscuits," Jack said seriously.

"Jack," Martha pouted. "Please, it's for the baby," she begged as she moved closer and started kissing him.

"Kisses are not going to work," Jack pointed out.

"Fine," Martha huffed; sitting up. "I'll go myself then," she added.

Jack groaned. "No, I'll go," he sighed. "I'll go to the servo and get some," he told her.

Martha grinned at Jack as he got up and got changed. She put her hands on her stomach and looked down at herself. "See, daddy loves us, and he'll do anything for us," she cooed.

Jack laughed and shook his head. He opened the bedroom door and went to walk out, but stopped when Martha said his name. He turned to look at her.

"We love you," she smiled cheekily.

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The next morning Martha decided to go and work a few hours at Noah's. Beth was working; as well as a couple other people. So she wasn't alone. She'd organized with Jack for him to come down and have lunch with her, so he should have been arriving some time soon.

"I'm just going to go out and grab something from my car. I'll only be a few minutes," Beth said to Martha and John; one of the guys who worked there.

"Kay," Martha nodded as Beth walked out.

"I'm going to grab some more pineapple from the store room," John told Martha and walked off.

A few moments later he returned. "We don't have any," he told her.

Martha looked up at him. "What do you mean we don't have any?" she frowned.

"There's none there," John told her again.

"But didn't we get a whole heap of fruit delivered this morning?" Martha asked.

"Yeah," John nodded. "Someone's either forgotten to order more or the deliverers forgot it," he said.

Martha snatched up the clipboard and skimmed her eyes across the order. "Well, it wasn't our fault. Those idiots forgot it," she growled. "God that pisses me off. Why can't people just get things right for once in their friggin life," Martha yelled.

Martha paused for a few moments before starting again. "How are we supposed to sell drinks with pineapple in them, if we don't have any pineapple," she continued her rant.

"Maybe you should calm down," John suggested.

"Calm down," Martha laughed sarcastically. "Oh, that's right; I'm supposed to be calm. You know? Coz I'm supposed to be growing another human being inside of me. But do I look calm to you? Does this face look calm to you?" she yelled a bit more.

By now John was looking at her in shock. He didn't know what to say to her. He didn't want to piss her off any more than she already was. Luckily for him, Beth walked back in.

"Okay, that's enough work for you today," Beth said as she pulled Martha away from the counter and away from a stunned John. "Why don't you sit down and let me worry about pineapples," she urged.

Martha looked up when she heard laughter. Standing by the wall was Jack, Tony and Lucas. "That laughing had better not be heading in my direction," she snapped.

They stopped immediately. Jack walked over to her. "Let's go and get a table," he smiled and took her hand.

They were about to walk off when Martha felt a slight pain in her stomach. "Ahh," she cried out and grabbed hold of her bump. But as quickly as it came; the pain disappeared.

"What's wrong?" Jack looked at her in alarm.

"I just got a pain, but it's stopped now," Martha explained.

Beth started smiling. "I think somebody is getting to ready to make an appearance," she exclaimed.

"You think so?" Martha asked.

"Possibly," Beth nodded. "You've only got two weeks until your actual due date, but I think you'll be going sooner rather than later," She told Martha.

"Well, if that's the case; then you should definitely be resting," Jack said. "I'll take you home and I can make you some lunch there instead," he suggested.

"If you say so," Martha sighed as Jack led her away.

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"Are you sure you don't want me to stay home tonight?" Jack asked Martha as he sat down at the table and pulled on his boots. "I'll just call in sick or something," he suggested.

"Jack, I'll be fine. Go to work," Martha smiled.

Jack sighed. "After that pain that you got today; I don't really want to leave you alone," he said.

"I won't be alone. I'm going to Sal's for dinner, remember? Grandad's picking me up in about an hour," Martha told him. "So stop worrying," she said.

"Come here," Jack smiled and held out his hand. Martha took hold of it and he pulled her onto his lap. "I can't help but worry. The thought of you being alone and something going wrong really scares me," he said as he placed one of his hands on her stomach.

Martha smiled at him. "Every thing is going to be fine. Don't worry; this baby will not be coming out unless you're next to me. I won't let it," she told him and gave him a quick kiss.

"Now, get up. If you don't get to work soon; you'll be in trouble. And I don't want McGrath chewing you out," Martha laughed.

"Okay, I'm going. I probably won't be home until about eleven. If Kim isn't home when you get back later, I want you to go over to dad and Beth's. I don't want you here by your self. I'll come and get you when I get home," Jack told her.

Martha nodded. "Alright," she promised.

"Bye," Jack leant down and kissed her softly on the lips.

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"This looks great Sal," Martha said as she sat down next to Ric at the dining table.

"Yes, well I hope it tastes as good as it looks," Sally smiled.

"I'm sure it will," Martha pointed out just as her stomach grumbled. "Sorry," she laughed.

Alf chuckled. "It's great to see you with such a healthy appetite. And it looks like that kids going to aswell," he said.

"Oh, I can't wait until the baby comes," Cassie said excitedly.

"That makes two of us," Martha exclaimed. She then looked over at Sally. "So, where's Flynn tonight?" she asked.

"Oh, he's doing an all nighter at the hospital," Sally answered.

"Oh, okay," Martha said as she reached out for a bread roll. Just as she was about to grab it; Ric moved his hand forward to grab it aswell.

Martha slapped his hand away. "That's mine. Touch it again and I'll stab you with my fork," she warned.

Ric snatched his hand away. "No need to get violent," he said.

"Just saying," Martha shrugged.

"Never mess with a pregnant woman," Sally laughed.

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Sally was standing at the sink washing the dishes; while the others walked back and forth into the kitchen; clearing off the table.

Martha was walking into the kitchen with a salad bowl when she stopped. She felt this weird feeling in the pit of her stomach; and the next thing she knew, she could feel a warm liquid trickling down her leg.

Ric was standing right in front of her in a stunned silence; watching the small puddle accumulating on the floor around her.

"Oh god," Martha gasped.

"I think Martha just wet her pants," Ric joked.

"What?" Sally spun around; fast.

"Either I just wet myself or my water just broke," Martha exclaimed.

"Strewth," Alf said from behind her.

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