A straight slash of sunlight raced through the slight gap in Ethan Hardy's curtains, lighting the room delicatly. The sound of his light breathing, as he lied carefully was the only noise audible in the room. On his bare chest, the soft feel of Elsie's hair was spread, having fallen asleep on top of her Doctor.

The Senior Registrar was struggling to clearly see, due to the lack of his glasses. Although they were not too far away, resting on the bedside table, he could not bare to move, and awaken the girl resting on his chest. Instead, he traced the notable features of his girlfriend he could; soft hair, lips slightly parted, her small soft hands curled into fists.

Carefully, he placed out one of his hands, stroking the side of her face lovingly. He had imagined this before - lying with a girl he could call his. Although it hadn't always been the one at present, he couldn't be more right that it was, and therefore, more than content to be in this position. Ethan tried to move his head, but instantly regretted it when he heard Eliza stirring, rubbing her eyes, mascara smudging onto her hand.

Ethan sighed, before he began talking. "Oh gosh, sorry. I didn't mean to wake you, and-" He was cut off when Elsie began to pull herself up, so she was sitting up, her torso next to Ethans.

"Good Morning to you, too." She said, teasing him slightly. The smile returned to Ethan's face, before Elsie gently lowered her head, so it was now resting on his shoulder, feeling the warmth radiating off of his body.

A small silence passed, before she spoke once again. "Last night was amazing..." She trailed off, the memories coming back to her. In all honesty, she was completely smitten, in love, and cherished her Doctor, never baring to stop loving him. Ethan's eyes glanced over to her, pressing his lips to her forehead, keeping her close.

"I agree." He murmured, entwining his hand with hers. They both took a moment, resting into eachother. If they could stay like it forever, no doubt they would. The girl sighed, before pulling out of his grip, sitting at the edge of the bed, pulling herself off. A puzzled look reached Ethan's face, before he sat up, crawling over to Elsie.

"Where you going?" He asked, before he lied on his stomach, watching her intentfully.

"Toilet." She murmured, turning back round. Carefully, she reached down, pressing her lips to Ethan's forehead. He sighed, watching as she pulled on his shirt which had been discared on the floor, buttoning the first two buttons, before she left the room, a small spring in her step.

The moment she was out of sight, the Senior Registrar buried his face into the pillow at the edge of the bed, amazed on how he had the girl he loved, and that anything could happen...

"You Alright Dear?" Rita asked, as her eye sight met Elsie's sweating form, her skin pale, and clutching her stomach.

"Yeah. Woke up feeling ill..." She trailed off, running the back of her hand across her forehead. It had been two weeks since her occourence with Ethan, and the two of them had become almost inseprable outside of work. Rita sighed at the girl, opposite to her brother when it came to working, and walked over, resting a small hand on her forehead.

"You sit down." She says. "I'll get you a drink." Eliza nods, as the nurse walks over to the sink, taking one of the glass cups from the drying rack, carefully filling it with cool water. After, she took the glass over to the Doctor, before she murmured a 'Thank you,' taking the glass off of her.

She couldn't swallow the water, only sip it, gently. Her teeth clinked against the glass, somewhat lost in her thoughts. Suddenly, a horrific cramp came over her stomach, causing the glass to slip out of her hand, as they both went to her stomach, whilst she groaned.

The shattered glass was heard, and Rita turned her head, curious of what had just happened. She quickly paced to Elsie, removing the large parts of glass on the floor, before helping her up, easing her to walk.

"That's it, walk it off." She said, trailing her around the staffroom. A tear escaped the corner of her eye, before Rita paused, checking the girl carefully.

"I'm telling Connie, you're going home." She says, calmly.

"No, I'm fine!" She replies, trying to pass off her pain. "I've just been a little tired." However, she couldn't get passed Rita, who raised her eyebrows, looking into her eyes.

"I'm going to get Ethan." She says, trying to keep the girl content. "Okay?" Eliza nods, running a hand through the loose ends of her hair, trying to stay calm. She wasn't stupid; she knew what had possibly happened. 2 Weeks of Morning Sickness, Cravings and Cramps? It didn't take a Clinical Lead to work it out.

There was only one way to be certain - she needed to go shopping. Alone. Her mind pondered over the thought of telling Ethan. She couldn't - his friends, life, carrear; it would all be over in an instant. No. If this was happening, she would have to face it alone.

"Elsie?" Sprak of the devil.

A nervous looking Ethan Hardy appeared at the door, the look of panic rushing over his eyes. The Walker, by now, was completely lost in emotion, and the second she saw the glasses-clad doctor, she burst into tears, overcome with thoughts and emotions - she understood how Digby felt on a daily occasion.

Without thinking, she ran over to Ethan, pulling him into a tight hug. He began to hush her, gently stroking the back of her head, trying to calm her down. Her sobs turned into snuffles, and she buried her head in the crook of his neck. The Senior Registrar began to rock her gently, as if she was a newborn baby, wait - bad reference.

He soon pulled away, gently tracing her face. Elsie leaned into his touch, before pulling away hesitantly.

"I'm going home." She murmured quietly. Ethan nodded, before leaning forward, quickly pressing his lips to her.

"I'll see you later, then." He said, holding onto her hand. All she could do was nod. Now, the most precious thing in the entirety of her time was about to be taken away from her. A single tear escaped from her eye, as she watched him walk away.

The longest moments in her life were now passing. Three minutes before her life could possibly change forever. Eliza began to pace round the bathroom of her shared house, trying to constantly burn the time.

So much could happen in the next few moments, it didn't even feel realistic. She sat against the edge of the door, trying to pass the time quickly.

Beep. The Test was done. Rapidly, she walked over, shutting her eyes as she grasped the test. Her dark orbs slowly opened, as she saw the sign.

Positive.

Elsie felt the tears. Slowly, she reached for her phone, begining to dial.

"Hello? I need A Taxi."

"Scotland..."

AN - And that, my friends, concludes 'Not What It Seems.' Before I go, I would like to say a huge thank you to every single person who bothered to read or comment a single thing. You have all made my days a lot brighter, and I will be sad to see it go.

However, I will be posting a chapter when the Sequel is released, and that will be very soon. Probally in the next few days...

Sweeet-As-Honey - Thank you for your lovely reviews throughout the series. I'm going to be sad to see everyone go, but definalty, I enjoyed the last few chapters. See you in the future

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Tato Patato - Thank you to you too, lovely! See you in the sequel x

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