Two hormonal, pregnant women locked in a small office with one in labour was not a good situation to be in. Especially when both had a full bladder...

Zosia groaned before she punched and kicked the door. She would've barged into it with her shoulder, if she wasn't pregnant, but she was and didn't want to risk any damage to the baby. She was repeatedly banging on her he door screaming for help which was only aggravating Jac even more.

"Will you stop it?! I've already got a banging headache." Jac moaned as she sat down in her office chair and pulled her trainers off; the high heel plan to lift some of the pressure off of her spine hadn't worked so she'd gone back to her trusty trainers.

"Sorry." Zosia mumbled as she leant on the door, looking out at the window to an empty ward with only the occasional nurse -who according to Zosia was deaf- passing across but not close enough to hear them. "Where is everyone? Surely professor hope should've come to collect his bag by now." Zosia queried.

"There's a meeting that I'm meant to be at." Jac huffed. "I was about to go there when someone locked me in here!" Jac shouted.

"Well that's good, that means that they'll know you haven't turned up so they'll come looking for you." Zosia concluded happily.

"No they won't. I haven't been to a meeting in weeks, they just assume that I don't go to the meetings anymore and Elliot fills me in the next day." Jac admitted.

"Don't you live with Jonny?" Zosia asked, hoping that he would notice that she wasn't there and come looking for her.

"Pft, sod off!" Jac laughed. "Like I'd live with that Scottish idiot." She snorted. "Aaaaahhhhh!" Jac screamed as she slid off of her chair and onto her knees just in front of her desk.

"Right Jac, take deep breaths." Zosia said as she knelt down besides her.

"I'm meant to pant through a contraction you moron." Jac groaned as she leant forward as far as she could. "Oooww, I'm gonna wet myself." Jac moaned as she hung her head again, she didn't have the energy to keep holding her head up, when the energy was needed elsewhere. Zosia looked around when she quickly pulled out an empty oasis bottle from the bin under Jac's desk.

"Try and use this." Zosia suggested.

"No, I'm not going in a bottle." Jac stated as she rubbed her bump in an attempt to sooth the cramps. Jac opened one of her desk draws and took out a stack of disposable kidney dishes. She put them all on top of her desk and then took one and placed it on the floor in front of her.

"I'm sorry but if you're gonna be sick, I can't watch otherwise I'm gonna be sick too." Zosia stated as she grabbed one of the dishes and then headed over to the sofa. Jac slowly rocked back and forth on her knees, hoping that she'd soon be in the comfort of a bed on maternity with plenty of gas and air to relief her pain, along with access to a toilet to relieve her stretched bladder. "How long does the meeting usually last?" Zosia asked.

"2 or 3 hours." Jac grumbled.

"What?!"

"Well it's a mixture of and MDT meeting and a... A consultant's meeting. They were gonna order pizza tonight because it's so long, that's why I was going to go." Jac explained through her deep breaths. "Ahahaaa, Zosia I need to get to maternity. I've had contractions for hours." She stated.

"For hours? Well why were you still going to the meeting and not maternity?"

"Because I thought they were only strong Braxton hicks plus I wanted the pizza." Jac moaned. "Hey look on the bright side, you've got all this to come in a few months." Jac joked half heartedly.

"Yeah well I don't plan on getting locked in an office." Zosia stated.

"For Christ sake someone's gotta be on the ward, just bang on the door again." Jac ordered as she slowly stood up.

"I thought you had a headache." Zosia stated.

"Yeah but I'd rather have a headache than wet myself which is quite likely because of my weak bladder." Jac snapped. Zosia huffed as she stood up from the sofa, when she had a genius idea.

"Have you got skype on your computer?" Zosia asked quickly.

"Yes. Why?" Jac asked, later, she would blame a lack of oxygen reaching her head for being so idiotic.

"Really?" Zosia smirked. "Oh that doesn't matter, look we can skype Jonny. Get him to come and get us out of here." She explained as she headed over to Jac's computer but Jac was still on her knees just in front of her desk.

"Wow, it actually has a brain." Jac said sarcastically.

"Well you're gonna have to move out of the way, otherwise I can't get to the computer." Zosia stated.

"Don't rush me." Jac said sternly as she slowly got up and kept her legs tightly squeezed together so she didn't leak. Both were still in their blue scrubs which Jac didn't mind because they were comfortable. When she finally made it to her feet, she lowered herself into her desk chair and pushed back a little to make room for Zosia to stand to use the computer.

She turned the screen on and it immediately came up with the login screen.

"Password?" Zosia queried.

"Password." Jac replied.

"Yeah, I need your password." Zosia stated.

"I just told you; it's password." Jac stated.

"Very secure." Zosia said sarcastically as she logged in. She opened skype and tried to connect with Jonny Maconie. She could only hope that he'd pick up.

"Jac?" The Scottish voice queried. Zosia could see on the screen that he was in the pub with Mo and a few others including Mr T. "Zosia?" Jonny said confusedly. He looked at the screen to see Zosia but no Jac.

"Jonny, you need to come up to the office now. We're locked in." Zosia stated.

"Pft, yeah and I'm Andy Murray." Jonny joked.

"I'm serious." Zosia stated.

"Yeah and I'm serious, stop messing about!"

"Oh so you don't mind if you miss the birth of your daughter?"

"What are you on about? She's not due for another week."

"Really, so that's why the mother of your child is in labour, in the consultant's office locked in." Zosia stated.

"Jac? Jac tell me shes joking." Jonny ordered as he jumped off of his seat and pulled his coat on, he just saw a flicker of red hair in the background so he knew she was in the room with Zosia.

"Get here no- aahhh." Jac groaned under her breath as she clutched where bump.

"Right Jac, stay calm I'm on my way, I'll be right there." Jonny said as he grabbed Mo and yanked Mr T's sleeve. That was the last that the two women could see because he disconnected and put his phone in his pocket.

"I think I'm gonna be sick." Jac said as she leant forward and grabbed a bowl. She vomited into the cardboard dish and then placed it on her desk as she leant back again. Zosia had to resist gagging as she turned around and only hoped that she didn't smell the vomit, otherwise she would puke too. Zosia walked -with a distance around the bowl- and then rubbed Jac's back gently.

"Don't worry, you're gonna be okay soon." Zosia said softly as she crossed her legs because the need to urinate was only getting worse.

"You're crap at the touchy feely stuff. You know that right?" Jac joked half heartedly as she rubbed her bump whilst the contraction faded away leaving the dull, tolerable period pains. "Uuugh! Why didn't he use a bloody condom?" Jac moaned as she leant forward.

"I ask myself the same question." Zosia sighed.

"Speaking of which, who is the daddy?" Jac queried curiously as she nodded to Zosia's abdomen.

"Trust me, you don't wanna know." Zosia replied as she folded her arms across the chest.

"Does he know?"

"No, and that's the way it's going to stay." Zosia snapped with a little more bite than she intended.

The pair remained silent for a few minutes until finally, someone was banging on the door.

"Zosia?" Jonny queried when he couldn't open the door. Zosia could see through the door window that Mo and Mr T were behind him with a wheelchair.

"You need to get the key from Jac's locker." Zosia shouted. Jonny quickly fumbled in his pockets until he took out his bunch of keys and ran to the locker room.

Once a few moments had passed, Jac leant forward and placed her hands on her desk. She braced herself before she heaved her body up, groaning as her spine ached and her bladder leaked a little. But from experience, she knew that the incontinence pad she was wearing would cover it. She slowly made her way to the locked door- not the broken door- and by the time she had arrived, Jonny had just unlocked the door.

"Jac are you-" Jonny began.

"Move." Jac ordered as she shoved him out the way. Jonny stood frozen as he watched the two women head off to the toilets.

"Wow, there was me for a moment thinking that extreme pain might just make her a bit more vulnerable." Jonny said sarcastically as he, Mo, Mr T and the wheelchair followed.

Zosia had practically ran to the toilets so she came out and washed her hands first. She could head Jac in the cubicle and she knew that she had said she had a full bladder, but she didn't know that anyone had a capacity that large! She was standing there leaning against the seats waiting for her when she finally exited and washed her hands whilst using the sink for support.

"Listen, I'm gonna head home seeing as you've got the others outside so... I suppose a good luck is in order." Zosia stated.

"Thanks." Jac replied quietly as she dried her hands with paper towels.

"Jac?" Jonny queried as he poked his head around the bathroom door. "You okay?" He saw that she had finished so he pushed the wheelchair into the ladies toilets and right behind Jac. "C'mon, in you get."

Jac huffed before she sat down and put her hands on her lap.

"Zosia, I'm not sure how moody she's been but, thanks." Jonny smiled.

"Oh don't worry, she's just as hormonal as me." Jac smiled sarcastically and Zosia glared at her. "Well he's gonna find out sooner or later isn't he?" Jac argued.

"Find out what?" Jonny asked curiously.

"That- aaahh." Jac groaned as she clutched her bump.

"Right c'mon you, maternity now." Jonny ordered as he pulled her wheelchair backwards and out of the toilets, Zosia followed. "Right, where's your birth bag?" He asked as he, Mo, Jac, Mr T and Zosia headed for the lifts. Jac put the brakes of the chair on.

"In answer to your question, I haven't packed one, and I need my bag, my stethoscope and my hoodie." Jac stated.

"Are they in your locker?" Mo asked.

"Duh." Jac replied sarcastically. Mo shook her head before she turned back to the locker room.

"What do you mean you haven't packed a birth bag? You're 39 weeks pregnant Jac." Jonny stated.

"Really? I had no idea! Look, I have got most've the stuff ready for it I just haven't actually put it in a bag yet." Jac stated.

"I can go and get your things for you." Zosia offered as Mo returned. Jac was about to shout from the rooftops about not letting someone touch her things, when Jonny went through her hand bag, took out her keys and handed them to Zosia.

"Number 10, Ash Road. It's just off the high street." Jonny stated as he handed the keys to Zosia.

"What?! No, you're not going in my flat." Jac protested before doubling over again as a contraction hit her like a tonne of bricks.

"Right, can we get her down to maternity now?" Mr T asked.

"Good idea." Jonny smiled as he began to push Jac's wheelchair towards the lift.

Zosia opened the door to Jac's two bedroom flat and closed it behind her. She walked through to Jac's bedroom where the duvet was messily scrunched up on the bed, and there were several pillows in odd positions too. Now that she thought about it, maybe having a flat for her and her baby would be better than staying with her father. She would be able to have her own space with no fear of interruptions and she'd be able to do (and eat) whatever she wanted without her father interjecting- especially if she was to bring a future partner home because she wouldn't feel comfortable making love with a man when her father was just upstairs.

She grabbed a gym bag from the top of Jac's wardrobe and packed a few changes of clothes. She had to check the labels and she ended up packing a change of clothes that Jac wore when she was 5 months pregnant because she would still have a bump after giving birth. She found a carrier bag with maternity pads, nursing bras, breast pads, nappies and changes of clothes for the baby which she guessed was what she had planned to put in her birth bag so she packed them too.

Once she had packed the bag, she looked around the flat a little, but she didn't leave a trace. She looked in the cosy living room and the small but friendly kitchen. She was surprised by the homely feel of Jac Naylor's flat, but nonetheless, it got her thinking about her future accommodation.

Zosia entered the private birthing room where her boss was in a hospital gown with a gas and air mouth piece. Jonny was by her side letting her crush his hand. Mo had obviously left the pair to it, but Mr T was writing down Jac's notes in her folder at the end of the bed.

"Right everything's in there." Zosia stated as she dumped the bag on a chair besides Jac's bed. She placed the keys in the top of Jac's handbag and then looked at Jac to see that she was red in the face, sweating from the hard work.

"You're pregnant, aren't you?" Jonny stated rather than asked. "Jac didn't tell me, you just seem, and look, different." He concluded.

"Er... Yeah." Zosia replied awkwardly.

"Congratulations, and thanks for bringing her stuff." He smiled as Jac crushed his hand once more. Jac began groaning once more so Zosia said her goodbyes before she left to get changed, get her things from her locker, and go home to her and Arthur's flat.

7pm

Zosia lay there in the bath once again contemplating her future. Before she was pregnant, she'd usually only have a bath every now and then to calm down, but she seemed to be having them more and more as they gave her time to think and relax in private.

Smoothing her hands over her abdomen, she wondered what would be be at for her and the baby. The less stress Zosia endured, the healthier her and the baby would be and living in a flat of her own would be far less stressful that living with her father. She reached down the side of the bath and dried on hand, she then used that hand to dial her father's number and place the phone to her eye whilst she laid back down in the bath.

"Hello."

"Hi dad, it's Zosia."

"Oh hi, Zosia, how're you feeling?"

"Fine dad. I was just- I'm ringing to tell you, that I've changed my mind... About moving back in with you."

"What?"

"Well I- dad I'm 26, I need to be able to have my own space and look after myself."

"Zosia, you can do that at home."

"Yeah but dad, it's not my home anymore. Look I still want us to get on, I just don't want to move in with you."

"Well where're you thinking of staying? I know you share with Dr Digby but surely you won't be raising a baby there."

"No I Um... I'm gonna get my own flat."

"By yourself?"

"No, I'll have my child too." Zosia joked half heartedly.

"Right well, listen darling I'm due in theatre but we'll meet up and talk soon yeah?"

"Sure. Bye Dad."

"Bye bye." He said as he quickly hung up. Zosia put her phone back at the side of the bath and rested her hands on her abdomen again.

After relaxing a little longer, she got out of the bath, got dressed and began searching for flats around the area on her laptop. After booking a few viewings for the weekend, she settled down and went to bed.