Chapter Two:

Negative. This was the fifth test Quinn had taken. They'd conceived quickly with Larry, Quinn knew it would happen a second time. It had to. "Well?" Sam said as she entered the bedroom.

"Nope. Not pregnant." She told him as she sat down next to him. He pulled her close to him.

"Baby, I'm sorry, but it'll happen. It took a while to conceive Larry when you think about it."

"I guess you're right."

Do we keep trying or stop for a while?" He asked

"Well what do you want to do?" She replied.

"I'm happy for both, but emotionally, how do you feel?"

"I'm fine honestly. This is what we both want."

"So we'll keep trying?"

"Yes." She said as she lent in and kissed him. Another baby was exactly what she wanted.

"LARRY!" Quinn yelled up the stairs. "Are you almost ready? The bus will be here soon!" Quinn was rushing around the kitchen trying to get organised. Sam had left for work before she'd gotten up. Larry had a habit of running late for school. Quinn got the last of his lunch together and stormed upstairs. "Larry Evans! You'd better be ready for school when I get up these stairs."

"I am! I'll be there in a minute!" Quinn didn't believe him. She opened his bedroom door and found him playing NBA on his games console. "Larry! I told you to get ready! I can't drive you to school today, so you're going to have to go on the bus. Come downstairs now! If you're not downstairs in two minutes with your shoes and jacket on ready to go, you're in big trouble mister!" She said storming back downstairs. She'd used the magic 'T' word: 'trouble'. Larry hated being in trouble. When he was in trouble he knew he couldn't go to soccer practice or go for a ride on his bike with Sam. He was stuck in the house and he hated it. She heard him heading down the stairs he was just buttoning the last button as he got down the final step. "Here's your lunch, sweetie. Dad's picking you up from school after practice tonight." She said kissing his head.

"Bye Mum." He said just as he got on the bus.

Quinn had a lot to do today. She had at least three house viewings to do, probably more if Michael had his way. She had a hospital appointment later on, grocery shopping and then the dinner to make. Quinn was happy to be busy. She realised that Larry had definitely adopted her active lifestyle, whereas Sam liked to sit and watch sports on the TV, Larry liked to be playing them.

"Morning Michael." She said as she entered the office.

"You're cheery this morning, Quinn!" Joey said pouring himself a cup of coffee. Quinn had worked at Oz Homes Ltd for just over thirteen years. On a routine house viewing thirteen years ago, she'd shown a young couple around, Sam and his then fiancée Daisy. They'd gone out for a drink that night and a few deep conversations later and the rest they say is history. Michael was the man in charge and Joey was his second in command. The three of them, together, had made Oz Homes a very respectable company. Sam and Quinn had bought their home through Oz Homes, the first piece in their family jigsaw.

Quinn sat down at her desk and switched on the laptop. "Right Quinn, you've got three showings today, one at 10:30am, 12:30pm and 14:00pm. Are they ok?" Joey asked.

"Actually no. I've got a hospital appointment at 14:30pm. So I was hoping to get the afternoon off. Can you do the 14:00pm showing for me please?"

"Hospital? Are you ok sweetie?"

"Just a routine check up."

"Ah ok, that's not a problem then. Make sure you let Michael know." He told her.

Time passed slowly for Quinn. As she finished her final showing, she felt a wave of sickness come over her. She managed to make it back to work before vomiting in the bathroom. She had gone ghostly white and felt faint. She washed her face with cold water and slowly made her way back to her desk. "You look awful Quinn!" Michael told her.

"Should I call Sam to come and pick you up?" Joey asked.

"No, I'll be alright... I'm going to the hospital soon anyway, they'll know if anything's wrong, won't they?"

"I guess so" they both replied. Quinn knew they'd drop the subject but would be keeping an eye on her for the remainder of her shift. Quinn began to wonder if her sickness was related to a potential pregnancy. She hadn't taken a test in a couple of weeks. She was late. Could she be hoping for too much? She remembered having a lot of morning sickness when she was pregnant with Larry. As two o'clock approached she gathered her things and made her way to the car. She wound the window down and let the cold air cool her down. Traffic was light and she made a quick journey to the hospital. As she stopped at a set of traffic lights, she saw a woman cross the road just in front of her. Quinn thought the outline of the woman was familiar; she was tall with long brown hair. She was accompanied by a teenage girl with bright pink hair whom Quinn didn't recognise. Quinn shook her head and when the light hit green continued driving. She pulled into the hospital car park and made her way into the building.

"Appointment for Mrs Evans" she told the receptionist.

"Take a seat, the doctor will be with you soon." She replied, indicating to the open chairs in the waiting room. "Thank you" Quinn replied taking a seat. She placed a hand on her stomach, hoping to feel something...anything. Quinn had always wanted Larry to have a little brother or sister. "Mrs Evans?" The doctor called, causing Quinn to jump. "Sorry I didn't mean to startle you."

"Oh no, you didn't. It's ok."

"If you'd liked to come this way then" she said leading the way. Doctor Reid had been her family doctor for years. "So Mrs Evans, just a routine check up?"

"Well yes and no." Quinn said. "I'd like you to do a pregnancy test, if that's possible." She continued.

"That's not a problem. Firstly, are you late?"

"Yeah, but not by much, maybe a week and a half." Quinn replied.

"We'll do that first and then we'll do your health check whilst we wait for the results." Doctor Reid told her. Quinn did exactly what she was told at all times during the test and the examination not wanting to jeopardise any chances of a positive result. "You're in perfect health Mrs Evans. If you can go down the hall to the waiting room and a nurse will come for you and inform you of your results."

"Thanks doctor."

"All the best, Mrs Evans" Quinn walked down the corridor hoping she wouldn't be waiting too long for her results. She checked her phone and saw a message from Sam. "Hey baby, hope everything's all well at the hospital, let me know when you're done. Love you xxx" Quinn smiled to herself, feeling positive that she'd have great news for him later.

"Mrs Evans?" The nurse called.