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"Pass me Emma, you need to go and tell Jac." Elliot instructed. Jonny gave a small nod, reluctant to leave his daughter. He walked slowly down to the theatre Jac and Sacha was operating in on a joint GS/CT case. What was he going to say? Would he break it to her softly, or state it bluntly?

"Emma's ill on Darwin" before he could decide he found the words spilling sadly from his lips.

All faces in the Darwin theatre were planted on Jac and Jonny. Sacha looked over to Jac, checking for her reaction. She stared at the father of her child with no emotion displayed to the blind eye. But Sacha could she was worried, any illness, disease or infection could be fatal for Emma. Jac could tell It was more serious than just him over reacting about a-day-off-nursery kind of ill. His hair was slightly ruffled, his shirt hung over to one side and his trousers weren't held up by a belt. She kept a straight face.

"What do you mean 'she's ill'?" she asked monotonously.

"She is really really ill, I don't know what's wrong with her and she won't wake up" he found it hard to speak as the sobs caught in his thought.

"Right, um-" she looked up at Sacha questioningly. He gave her a small nod knowing the question without words being needed.

"Can you page professor hope please?" he asked a nurse. Jac put down her surgical tools quickly but carefully. She ripped off her gloves, the loud snap ringing through the large room, as she jogged out of the theatre. Together, the two parents ran back to the ward as fast as they could. Even though, in her opinion, Emma was better off without her it didn't mean she didn't care. She loved her daughter and when she was told her baby was ill; her heart sank.

As they reached the double doors to where they worked they slowed down. It suddenly felt alien to the as they walked across past the nurses' station. This must be what it feels like to be the relative, Jac thought. Unlike Jonny who went straight in to the room their daughter laid, Jac hesitated. She stood rooted to the spot. She didn't want to see her baby lying, once again, in a hospital bed.

"Jac?" Jonny spoke softly exiting the room again.

"I can-"she looked him in the eyes to show him she was serious. "This doesn't mean I'm back in her life full time. It still stands; she doesn't need me. I'm only here to make sure she is ok" she said quietly and walked in to see her baby girl. That's exactly why you are a good mum, Jonny thought to himself. Elliot was busy doing Emma's obs, when Jac walked in. he had taken it upon himself to be Emma's doctor. He didn't mind doing a nurses job for Emma, scribbling down her temperature, BP and other obs that needed doing.

"What's wrong with her?" Jac said in little more than a whisper as she stared at her sedated daughter. All she wanted to do was run up and take her baby into her arms and weep for her to be ok, but that would make her vulnerable.

"I don't know I didn't want to do any tests before you were here" Elliot said in his naturally soft voice. The door to the side bay squeaked quietly as it opened. Jac looked round to see who it was and noticing it was Jonny gave him a tiny smile before looking back down to her little girl. It pained every one to see that once again the little girl they cared for was hooked up to wires and tubes and the constant beep of the monitor portraying her condition. But to Jac, seeing her little girl like this; she didn't like it, who would. Your child laying three not a sound, motionless- as if all the life had been dragged out of them.

"Right, can I have the usual tests please- U's & E's, LFT's, bloods etc. thanks you" Elliot said to a nurse that had come up from paeds. The professor had explained the situation that the mother was working in the hospital and won't have time to go all the way up to paeds to see Emma so it would be more convenient, paeds had gladly agreed, partially because they were terrified of the ice-queen and Elliot was highly respected down there.

Elliot placed a fatherly hand on Jac's shoulder as he passed, leaving the room to give the little family time together.

"What were her symptoms?" Jac asked, breaking into the long silence that had descended onto the room. Jonny stepped forward standing next to Jac, they both kept looking at Emma as they spoke.

"Um…well I was stroking her head softly this morning and a massive clump of her hair came out. I was worried so I tried to wake her up but she didn't" he said getting over the shock and now focusing on making sure hi child was ok. Jonny noticed a tear roll down Jac's face, the second one he had seen since they entered the room. He stood himself in front of her taking her hands in his.

"She will be ok, don't worry, she has beaten the odds of the CDH so far and she will get through this as well" he said looking Jac in the eye, something which she did not return. Despite his own worry he still felt the need to comfort Jac. "And she's strong like her mum" he added with a sad laugh. Jac gave a small laugh in response.

"She misses you when you're not around" he stated as he let go of Jac's hands and walked round the bed to and began gently stroking her cheek.

"She's lucky to have you" he looked up "as her mother" he spoke apologetically. He knew it was mostly his fault she left.

"I'm not her mother" she said with no emotion conveying in her voice.

"Yes you are, and a great one at that" he stopped stroking Emma's cheek and took a single step closer Jac.

"Don't" she said determinedly turning her head to look at him. "Don't say I'm a great mother. If you think I'm a good mother then answered me this. Is a good mum someone who leaves her baby for months, one that can't bind, and one that's scared to hold her child, one that can't even give birth properly or feed her baby, who convened with her ex who hated her guts because a young girl died? Event you went back one you words saying that you 'would rather have anyone else in the world as the mother of your child'. You thought that I was so bad that you tried to take her way from me. So don't tell me I'm a good mother unless you can proof all of that to be wrong!" with each sentence her voice raised a tiny bit. Tears were now streaming down her face as she poured all her emotions out into her little speech, and more ere threatening to fall.

"I can't prove all of that wrong" Jonny said as he approached Jac closer and looked into her eyes. "But I can prove that it was my entire fault. You left because me and Paula bullied you, you couldn't bond because you were scared you would lose her. It was nobody's fault that you needed a C-section because that could happen to anyone." He lowered his voice, now only a step away from her. "You are the best mother in the world. Don't let anyone, including me, tell you any different. Everything that happened was because of me not you and I never hated your guts I was just annoyed that's all. I am so sorry" he begged his apology.

"When you were pregnant, before bonnie" his voice returned to normal and he repositioned himself, walking over to the chair next to Emma's bed. "You looked so beautiful with a wee bump, it suited you." He looked up at Jac and smiled briefly before looking back down at his hands and continuing. "Everyone knows that I want a house, a wife, and kids. I could honestly see that with you, I wanted it with you. I knew that you would never be my wife but I dint need that. I just wanted to be a family, living together under the same roof and-"he was cut off by Jac. Normally she wouldn't have listened never mind chimed in.

"I gave you the keys to my flat- that day bonnie came. You let them in my office to go and play that tepid game with her and you forgotten all about me, the woman who was carrying your child. I didn't know what to think" she looked down at her hands, now deciding her nails were suddenly interesting.

"I know and I'm sorry, I don't know what was going through my head. When Emma comes home with me when she is better, I want to you home with me too for permanent. We don't have to be together and you can have your own bedroom. I just what us all together?" he asked cautiously, looking up to Jac. Her head snapped up immediately, she was speechless, she was having trouble getting grasp of the complex situation. How could a simple closed question be so…..not simple?

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