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Charlie. X.

Tasha wanted to drop me and Rob off at the hospital the day after, and I knew why. She wanted to come, and I knew that whilst we sat in the car, with Jackson and Kellan. She had told us that once we got out, she was meeting Kirsty, Rachael and Aston at the hospital, which backed me up even more.

I was sat at the side, with Rob in the middle of me and Kellan, bless him. I had offered to sit in the middle but he wouldn't let me, because Kellan did take up all the room, so now poor Rob was squished up, bless him.

Rob's Parents wanted to come with us, but they understood that the Girls wanted to come with us. I did offer them to come with us too though, but I think they realised how close we were, and let them go with us instead.

I took Rob's hand as we got out of the car, ignoring the flash of cameras in front of me as I successfully got out of the car. I walked quickly to the hospital entrance, ignoring the paparazzi, their constant questions, and the flash of cameras.

I was wearing a very floaty top, making sure that it wasn't tight, and that it didn't make my small baby bump too obvious. I would be keeping this pregnancy as quiet as I possibly could because I absolutely hated the attention that I knew that I would get from the press because of my pregnancy.

I hugged Rachael once we got into the hospital. ''Are you alright? Besides the paparazzi bugging you?'' Rachael asked me worriedly with a roll of her eyes.

I laughed in response. ''I'm fine.'' I promised her. ''I just want to get this scan out of the way, so I don't keep feeling worried.'' I admitted as we walked up to reception.

''Charlie darling, there's no way that you'll ever be able to stop worrying after you have this baby.'' Rachael warned me. She was right of course, even when our baby grew up, I would be worrying about where this baby was, what it was doing.

''Talking about giving birth; you look you're about to pop.'' I joked, making Rachael roll her eyes in response. But it was true; she did look very big. At almost eight months, she looked absolutely huge now.

''I know. I cant wait to have the Baby so I can smoke again.'' She joked, rubbing her belly tenderly.

''Rachael honestly! You've survived this long without smoking-''

''-God knows how.'' she interrupted with a huff.

I rolled my eyes and carried on. ''Yeah, but you've still got this far without smoking. After I have this Baby, I'm not going to start smoking again.'' I told her.

She grinned at me. ''Well for that darling, I am very proud of you as your Aunty.'' She admitted, making me laugh.

We sat in the waiting room, but I kept silent, because the truth was; I was still worried about this Baby. I didn't know why, but…something was just niggling at me for not being right. I had a bad feeling.

''Are you alright?'' Rob asked me worriedly, squeezing my hand for comfort. I nodded, trying not to let my panic go into overdrive.

''Fine. Just panicking.'' I admitted.

Rob sighed in response. ''Well stop panicking. You've got absolutely nothing to worry about, you'll be fine.'' I was about to complain, so Rob carried on. ''Let me change that then; you'll be fine, and so was this Baby.'' He promised me with a smile.

I smiled back, still feeling nervous and looked back down to the floor again quickly. The sickly feeling churning in my stomach was still very much there.

We got called into a room then, and Rob followed me, his hand still in mine. There was a nurse at the door, who smiled at me in encouragement. Something told me that I must have looked as nervous as I felt.

My free hand was still on my stomach protectively, my other hand in Rob's as we walked further into the room. The Girls were standing up outside, looking in through the empty hallway window, to see what was happening.

''Now we're just going to weigh you first, before you have the scan done, just to make sure that everything's okay, and that you've put on enough weight with the time of the pregnancy.'' The nurse explained to me.

I nodded, and after taking my shoes off; got onto the scales, hoping that it was right. Because, this was another thing that I had been panicking about; whether I had put on enough weight or not and whether the baby was too small.

She marked down the weight, which was nine stone. I had put on exactly a pound. She nodded, and helped me off the scales.

''That looks about right for three months.'' She confirmed, lifting some of the weight from my shoulder. It was such a relief to hear that out-loud. ''Right, if you just want to lie on the bed.'' She told me as we walked over to where the scan would be done.

I nodded, lying myself on the bed, and watching the nurse sort the scanning machine out nervously. Rob stood up besides me, and kept his hand in mine, watching as the nurse put the gel on my stomach.

It was doing everything that I could not to hyperventilate about this niggling panicking feeling as she put the mouse onto my stomach. I ignoring the niggling cold feeling that it was having on me, a lot more concerned on concentrating on the clear picture.

I could see the baby, and it was so clear too. You could see the outline of the small baby, and I couldn't get over how clear it is. You could properly make out the head, and the body, and even now…the pregnancy tears were trying to escape.

''See how clear that is?'' I looked back to see Rob watching the machine in shock. He looked just as proud as how I felt. I smiled in response, before looking back to the nurse, who had been quiet the whole time we were getting the scan done.

''Is the baby okay?'' I asked her, after she hadn't said anything still. Automatically, I started to panic again, especially when she pursed her lips, and didn't say anything in response. I looked back to the machine to her in worry.

''I'm just going to go and get the Doctor.'' She told me, confirming my worries. I sucked in a deep breathe in shock, and watched as she walked quickly out of the room. The Guys outside flashed both her and us a confused look, but as soon as she was gone, I had turned to Rob to panic.

''Oh my god, something is wrong Rob! I know it, I've seen it on television, when the nurse goes out of the room to get a Doctor just to say that the baby is dead. They cant find a heartbeat, that's what is it! Oh my god, I know it is. Our Baby…god…something is so badly wrong and-''

''-I'm sure that everything is fine.'' Rob interrupted me. I looked back to see him keeping his eyes to the bed though, pursing his lips together hard. I knew then that I wasn't the only one worried about this.

I squeezed his hand in encouragement because he was always the one comforting me. I imagined that he was probably praying that this baby was okay as much as I was.

''Is everything okay? Where did the nurse go?'' I heard Tasha ask from the door. I didn't look back up and I heard Rob suck in a deep breathe as he forced himself to tell her.

''I think…everything's okay. The nurse has gone to get a doctor.'' Rob told her, and for the long silence that followed from Tasha, I knew that she had worked out that that meant problems.

''Oh…well everything's probably fine. She probably just needs a second opinion about something.'' Tasha told us.

''Yeah, to tell us that our Baby's dead!'' I whined glumly.

''Charlie, you always think of the worst! It's usual for a nurse to go and get the doctor for a second opinion.'' Tasha told me. I wiped a tear away from my face, and forced a nod, looking back down to the bed.

''Oh Charlie!'' Tasha sighed as she realized that I was crying. I saw Rob's eyes dart upwards in shock just as Tasha pulled me swiftly into her arms. As soon as I was there, I was crying against her arm, begging god internally that this baby was okay. Begging that this baby would be okay. It had to be.

''Charlie, everything will be okay.'' Rob promised me, even though I could hear the tension behind his voice. I knew that he was just as unsure as me about how this baby was. And as soon as his hand was on my arm, I had to comfort him.

''Rob…god, I hope you're right!'' I sobbed into him, as his hands instantly held my body as he tried to comfort me.

''Always am.'' He promised me, kissing the top of my head. Tasha walked back out of the room, giving Rob another minute or two to calm me down before the nurse came back into the room and panicked me further.

''Charlie, you need to calm down. Stress, remember?'' He reminded me, kissing me on my forehead. I nodded, taking a deep breathe.

''But god Rob, what if-''

''-No more what ifs. Just wait until they come back in here to presume the worst, please. You're killing me here.'' He admitted. I gulped, and nodded again, realizing that I was causing him pain now too.

I turned back round properly onto the bed, and let his hand stay in mine as the nurse came back into the room, followed by the doctor. She smiled at me in encouragement, but I carried on watching her with wide eyes.

Panic took over my every emotion, and I was forcing myself to get ready for them to tell me that our baby was dead.

''Is everything okay?'' I asked the nurse worriedly before she had even put the gel on my belly. She smiled at me in reassurance.

''I'm sure that everything is fine, I just want to get the doctor's opinion.'' She told me, stepping aside to let the doctor finish the scan. I watched the machine and his face worriedly, waiting with baited breathe.

''Ah, see that nurse? There we go.'' The Doctor said suddenly, but I remained frozen, sure it was bad news. ''Your baby is fine, and everything seems in order. That's the baby's heartbeat.'' The doctor told us, pointing to the screen.

It was crystal clear, and I was already breathing out a sigh of relief, looking to Rob to see the same pride reflected in my own eyes. It was amazing; how clear everything was, and just how much of the baby you could actually see.

''Are you sure that everything's okay?'' I asked the doctor anxiously.

''Yes, everything seems fine. You're baby is about a stone, which is healthy for this time of the pregnancy. But obviously, if you do have any worries then you should call the hospital straight away.''

I nodded, my eyes instantly gluing back to the screen and back to my beautiful baby…boy or girl. I wouldn't care as long as our baby was healthy.

''I'll just go and print this scan off for you, and you can leave.'' The Doctor told me with a smile, walking away to another room.

''I told you didn't I?'' Rob told me smugly. ''Our Baby's a little fighter…I can tell.'' He added sweetly, before lovingly rubbing my belly through my top with his free hand. I grinned in response, still happy that this baby had brought us so close.

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