AN: You can actually blame my brother for this update, we had this stupid argument because he wanted a go on the laptop and because I told him to wait and I didn't get off it straight away he turned the internet off, I've got nothing else to do so I'm doing this instead :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Footballers Wives :(

Chapter 2 –

Callum stared in shock at the doctor who was carrying on talking as if nothing was wrong.

"I'm sorry…pregnant? Did you say Shannon was pregnant?" Callum asked

"Yes, I'm sorry Mr Watson I thought you knew" the doctor said slowly

"Of course I fucking didn't!" Callum snapped breathing heavily he stood up and began pacing.

"Well she's only in the early stages of pregnancy, about 4 weeks along by my estimation but she's definitely pregnant. I'm sorry I thought you knew" the doctor repeated

"So what happens now?" Callum asked trying to get his head around it all

"Well we need to wait until Shannon is eight months along and then we'd be able to safely deliver the baby and then conduct the procedure but until then we are sort of in limbo as to speak. Bringing Shannon out of her coma could be potentially dangerous for her and the baby as she may suffer another bleed but as I said before we can't conduct the procedure to guarantee that another bleed won't happen"

"So you're going to keep her in the coma?" Callum asked

"For the time being yes, we'll monitor her condition closely and we'll know more after a few days but for now yes we're keeping her in the coma"

"Jesus Christ" Callum said sitting down finally speechless

The next day Earls Park was in chaos. Reporters jostled, argued and shouted in the press conference room desperate to get a good look at Garry and Bruno sat at the desk next to two empty seats. Garry stood up

"Ladies and Gentlemen please if you can all quieten down we can get started thank you" He said sitting back down. "Well as you know recently we have lost two great players in our team. Bruno Milligan has joined me here today as not a player for the team but as a manager. And I am saddened to announce that due to a mental breakdown Paulo Bardosa has been sectioned under the mental health act indefinitely and unfortunately we have had to replace him. So without further ado please welcome two new additions to the Earls Park family, Calvin Colburn and Fernando Fernandez" Garry said gesturing towards the door and clapping when two men came in.

A young looking brown haired man came first followed by an older but better looking black haired Spanish man. They both wore smart suits and sat down next to Garry and Bruno.

"Now I'm sure you all already know 23 year old Fernando Fernandez who played for Real Madrid before coming here. He is going to be a great asset to this team" Gary announced before clapping again. "And this is Calvin Colburn, he's 19 years old and although has not played for a premiership team before he certainly has talent. Trust me I've seen it" Garry continued. The room clapped again but not as eagerly as for Fernando which Calvin noticed and frowned. "Now we will accept questions" Garry said gesturing for them to continue

"Sir how do you feel about two of your footballers partners getting attacked in the same night?" One reporter shouted

"It was a sad tragedy for both Shannon and Liberty. The club has sent them their best wishes and we have given both Tremaine and Callum some days off to attend to their partners. We wish them well. However we are here to talk about the new additions to the club so if we can keep to the subject at hand please thank you" Garry said firmly

"Sir, do you feel the club has done enough for Paulo Bardosa? Some people are saying that it was too soon to cut him loose" another reported asked

"Again what happened to Paulo was a sad sad tragedy however numerous mental health professionals have confirmed that it will be a long time before Paulo will be mentally fit enough to play football again if at all. I am truly sorry for Mr Bardosa however as the owner of the club sometimes I have to have my business head on and not let my personal feelings come in the way. I would also like to remind you that we are here to talk about two new fantastic football players and if you do not keep to the subject at hand I will have to draw this conference to a close Thank you very much" He repeated this time it was much more firmly

Meanwhile over at the home of Liberty and Tre they were both trying to come to terms with her attack.

"Come on Lib, It doesn't look that bad" Tre said banging on the bathroom door

"That's easy for you to say, it didn't happen to you! I look like a freak!" Liberty sobbed looking at herself in the mirror

"Liberty, don't call yourself that! You're not a freak! Listen why don't we go out for a walk or something? Try to take our mind off it"

"I'm not going out looking like this!" Liberty gasped "Everyone will stare at me! Oh my god I can just imagine it now, To my face they'll give me these patronizing, sympathetic looks as if they know what I'm going through and behind my back they'll speculate about what happened to me. Was I in a fire? Was it a natural deformity I was born with?" she said before bursting into tears again.

"Come on Libs at least open the door and let me comfort you" Tre asked knocking on the door again. Suddenly the doorbell rang "Listen Libs I need to go and get that but I'll be right back ok? Don't do anything stupid" he warned her before walking downstairs and answering the door. It was Lucy with a big bunch of flowers.

"Hi Lucy" Tre said "Come on in" he stepped back and let her in.

"I just thought I'd pop by and see how she's doing" Lucy smiled sympathetically handing him the flowers.

"Well she's not doing well" Tre admitted "She's a mess Luce and I don't know how to help her"

"Just be there for her" She advised

"Thanks" Tre smiled

"Listen there was another reason why I came around today. Er well…you see the thing is… I'm pregnant" She stuttered

"Yeah I heard, Congratulations" Tre smiled still not understanding

"I'm 8 weeks gone Tre" Lucy said slowly

"8 weeks?...Oh shit" Tre said, it finally dawning on him

"Yes, Exactly" Lucy sighed in relief "I mean it might be Bruno's…but it also could be yours"

"Well, I want you to know I'll support you" Tre vowed

"Really?" Lucy smiled in relief

"Yes of course, I take responsibility for my actions, we'll get you booked into a private clinic, and I'll pay of course whatever it costs. You don't have to worry any more. I'll even come with you if you want" Tre said

"Wait…What? I'm not getting rid of my baby!" Lucy gasped outraged

"Lucy" Tre said slowly "You can't possibly be considering keeping it. What if it is mine?"

"I'll take that risk" Lucy vowed defiantly

"Lucy if that baby comes out black it will ruin both our marriages. Please think about this!" Tre begged "You can tell Bruno you had a miscarriage and start over. Have as many babies you want"

"I want this baby!" Lucy shouted

"Shhhhhh Lucy! Libby is upstairs" Tre panicked looking upstairs

"I don't care! You have proved that you are not mature enough for a child so even if this baby is yours we won't be bothering you. I just thought you had a right to know. Goodbye Tremaine!" Lucy snarled before flouncing back out the door slamming it on her way out.

Meanwhile back at the hospital a tired Callum was finally allowed to see Shannon. He walked into the room stopped and gasped when he saw her. She looked barely recognisable, wires and beeping machines surrounded her and she looked pale and frail without any make-up on. How could just one punch do this? He walked forward slowly and painfully every step amplified and dragged out. Eventually he got to a chair next to her bed and collapsed onto it.

"I'm so so sorry Shan" Callum mumbled leaning forward and grabbing her hand in his "I'm so sorry, I know I've been a shit boyfriend, not just last night but before that with all that shit with my mum, I want to make it up to you. Please Shannon; if you'll forgive me I want us to be a proper family. You, me and our baby, I want us to get married" He said determinedly "I want us to be together forever, Please don't leave me Shan, Please" He begged tears rolling down his cheeks pathetically.

Meanwhile Tanya was sat on a stool in her kitchen. She of course had a cigarette in one hand and was tapping her fingers on the kitchen counter wondering what to do. She could leave Garry to stew for a few days before making her demands but then again if she did that then she was leaving him to come up with a way to get out of it. He had already proved he was brutal and would do anything to get his own way. She was not stupid enough to underestimate him. Besides she really needed the money, she couldn't just keep living in her ex boyfriend Paulo's house. It didn't feel right, She picked up the phone and began to dial Garry's number but before she could finish the doorbell rang. With a sigh she put the phone down and walked over to the front door. It was a postman.

"Package for Tanya Turner" The postman said holding up a small brown cardboard box

"Yeah, that's me" Tanya nodded signing for it and taking it off him. Slamming the door in his face she walked back into the kitchen, sat down and ripped open the box she looked inside and gasped reeling back with her hands over her face. In the box was a single human thumb. There was no note but she didn't need one, she knew exactly who this had come from "GARRY!" She screeched

Meanwhile at a nearby hotel Calvin Colburn was with his girlfriend Libby Taylor. He paced around the room fuming over the recent press conference

"I mean just because he's been in the game longer than me doesn't mean he's any better than me" He snarled knocking over the vase with his fist

"Of course not babe" Libby soothed

"Don't talk to me in that patronizing tone Lib, I can't stand it" He turned to her pointing a finger at her in warning.

"Sorry" She apologized. He resumed pacing

"I mean what has he got that I haven't?" Calvin asked. Libby was smart enough to stay silent this time. He walked over to the mini-fridge and opened it to find it empty

"What the fuck? I asked for some bottles of cider to be put in here!"

"Calvin…" Libby stuttered "I…erm…well... I asked them to …er… not put any in" He stood in silence for a few minutes before turning around.

"Why would you do that?" he asked, a forced calm in his voice

"Because I hate it when you get drunk! Calvin you become like a different person and you scare me" She said quietly

"So you thought you could tell me what to do? DO YOU KNOW WHO THE FUCK I AM?" He shouted walking over to her. With every step he took towards her, she took one back. Eventually her back hit the wall and he had her cornered.

"Please Cal, I love you! You promised no more!" She begged tears in her eyes. He punched her in the stomach and she gasped in pain. He then gripped her by the hair and lifted her up.

"I DO NOT BE CONTROLLED, DO YOU HEAR ME? NOT BY YOU, NOT BY ANYONE! AND IF YOU EVER TRY TO DO IT AGAIN, I'LL KILL YOU!" He shouted in her face

"I'm sorry" she said crying. He let her go and she slid down the wall to the floor.

"Look at you" he sneered "Pathetic, You're lucky I put up with you! Who else would?" He spat on her and left her curled up on the floor crying while he went to order some beer.

AN: So do you like it? Please Please review and tell me what you think! If you like this story I might think about doing a series 7, I've already written out some plans oh and if you want to see what Calvin, Libby and Fernando look like then go to my story website. The link is on my profile page :)