Amy's POV:
I have been lying on the sofa, staring at the same point on the ceiling, for 3 days. I am so bored. I slowly tried to sit up, to feel two hands on my shoulders. I looked up to see Jackson standing over me. "Don't even try Amy" He said. I smiled in my fake innocent way. "Don't move" Dad said. I groaned. "Sophie Devereaux is on her way to check you over" Dad said. I nodded and, with assistance off Jackson, I lay back down and gently fell asleep.
About, I'm not sure how long after, Sophie arrived. I woke up to hear her talking to my dad. Jackson and Oliver were by my side. My mom was sat in the corner reading. Sophie came in with different scanners. I shot up off of the sofa. Pain coming back. "Ow ow ow ow ow ow!" I said, grabbing my stomach with my left hand and the banister for the stairs with my right. Oliver was by my side and so was Jackson. "Look at me Amy. Hold on" Oliver said. I grabbed his top as he lifted me and carried me to the sofa. He lay me down, my side really hurting. Marcel came running in. "Amy!" He yelled, kneeling next to me. "I need to scan her stomach" Sophie said, as she prepared the jelly. I sighed as the cold gel rubbed against my hot stomach. On her monitor, beeping started to go off. Another heart beat. "Klaus. Your daughter is pregnant"