"Finally! I told you I could get us here." A voice that could only belong to Mary Claire announced. "Sorry, not interrupting were we?" Mary Claire said though she knew full well that Sam and Tom were snogging moments ago. In there pitch darkness, they could briefly see each other's faces.

"Sorry but can we save the chit chat for now and can you tell me where the toilet is please?" Gemma asked rather bluntly.
"Yeah me too, my water mains is about to burst." Harry joked.
"Well um Mr Hanssen decided that we could live without the bare necessities and I'm afraid that includes toilets." Tom said.
"In English please?" Mary Claire asked.
"I think he means that there aren't any toilets." Arthur translated for her.
"Well where are we supposed to go?" Gemma asked.
"Well the others have managed to set up the tents so that there's a kind of hidden bit for the ladies and the gents have got the fence." Tom explained.
"What do you mean hidden bit?" Harry asked curiously, he found this rather funny despite the fact that he was still desperate.
"He means, men piss by the fence, women squat and piss behind the tents." Sam snapped.

"Calm down." Tom whispered to Sam who appeared to be glaring at Harry. Tom was blaming her outburst on hormones in his head but he didn't dare say it to her when she was in that mood.
"Right, you're elliot aren't you?" Tom asked calmly as he shone the torch at Elliot's shoulders, away from his face.
"Yes I am, why?" Elliot replied.
"You're sleeping with those lot I think." Tom stated as he pointed towards the corner of the field with a fire illuminating it with people sitting around it and they seemed to be enjoying themselves. "And the rest of you are over there with Zorsia." Tom stated as he pointed towards the 'six man' tent which they could see had a light inside.

"Well at least I've got vodka to drown my sorrows of not having a toilet." Harry joked.
"That's not a bad idea actually." Gemma agreed. She didn't often get a night away from Finn, who was staying at her Mum's, so she decided to take the opportunity to get rather tipsy.
"Right come on Edward lets have a big fat bender!" Mary Claire said as she began to walk over to the tent. Gemma, Harry and Arthur soon followed.

Elliot looked up at Edward's face.
"I take it you're not the 'big fat bender' kind of guy?" Elliot said kindly.
"Um, no not really." Edward replied as he watched the younger ones walk over to the tent with their hiking bags still on.
"Why don't you come over with my lot for an hour or two? I'm sure that they aren't downing the shots as we speak." Elliot suggested kindly.
"Um yeah sure." Edward agreed hoping that his group would welcome him warmly.

Everyone was laughing at Sacha's impression of Jac, including the ice queen herself, when Elliot and Edward appeared from the darkness and they became bathed in the warm glow of the fire. The source of heat was heavenly after walking all day in the wind and rain.
"Evening." Elliot smiled. "Would you mind if Edward spent an hour or two with us because his group are..." Elliot trailed off as he tried to find the right words.
"On a mission to get hammered." Edward stated.
"Why don't you stay in our tent tonight? there's only four of us in a six man tent." Mo offered.
"You sure?" Edward queried.
"Yeah, I'm already in a tent full of men, one more won't hurt." Mo joked.
"That'd be wonderful thank you. I just need to ring my daughter to say I've made it and I haven't had a heart attack." Edward said as he and Elliot slipped away to put their bags in their tent.

Edward rang Eleanor as he and Elliot were spreading out their bed roll.
"Dad?"
"Alright Ellie. We've just got to the campsite."
"It's nearly 7pm! I thought you were meant to get there in the afternoon."
"Yeah well our navigator got a bit lost."
"How's the campsite? Mum said it's a right hell hole."
"Did she know? Could you pass the phone to your mother please Eleanor?" Eleanor knew she had dropped her mum in it but there was nothing she could do now so she ran downstairs and chucked her phone to Serena. She mouth 'sorry' before she ran back upstairs again. Serena looked at the phone to see the it was him.
"Edward what can I do for you?"
"What did you know about the campsite?"
"That it was cheap. Why? How bad is it?" Serena smirked.
"It's a field that's it. There's no one else here and there's not even one toilet which I must say I really don't think the ladies are to happy about."
"Well Mr Hanssen booked it not me." Serena stated.
"How much did he pay for it?"
"I think it was £10 for a large plot."
"It was £10 pound to rent a field for a night!" Edward shrieked.
"Well there's nothing I can do now. How is everyone?"
"Fantastic." Edward replied sarcastically.
"How's Jac Naylor?"
"She's cuddling one of the men on bean bags in front of the fire." Edward stated as he had briefly caught a glimpse of the pregnant woman. Serena smirked, it sounded like she had finally gotten with Jonny.
"Right well, I'll leave you to it."
"Bye." Edward huffed as he put the phone down.

Edward and Elliot both walked out the the group surrounding the fire. There was the spare bean bag which Zorsia didn't want. Jac looked up and noticed the two staring at the one bean bag so she stood up and chucked her bean bag at Elliot.
"Have mine." Jac said as she plonked herself down on Jonny's lap. She immediately regretted moving so fast as she let out a groan.
"You okay? What hurts?" Jonny asked as he gently stroked her hair.
"My back." Jac muttered.
"What, like a muscle ache?" Jonny asked curiously.
"Yeah why?"
"Wait here for a minute." Jonny said as he carefully slipped out from underneath Jac and headed for their tent. He soon returned with a red tube.

Jonny slipped Jac back on to his lap on the beanbag.
"Lean forward a bit." Jonny said quietly and Jac trusted him so she did so.
Jonny put a bit of the gel on his finger tips and lifted the back of her shirt up a bit. He gently rubbed it in her lower back.
"What is that?" Jac asked as she moaned slightly, she was enjoying the circular motions that Jonny was rubbing into her back, almost like a massage.
"Deep heat." Jonny replied as he put a bit more on his fingers and lifted the back of her shirt up further and rubbed it into her shoulder blades.

"Nice red lace bra Jac." Michael joked as he had a clear view of Jac's back.
"Pervert." Jac joked as she put her middle finger up at him which Jonny smirked at.
"Right, give that a few minutes to work it's magic." Jonny said quietly as he pulled Jac's shirt back down.
"You didn't rub it all in properly." Jac lied.
"Yes I did." Jonny stated.
"I know but keep rubbing my back." Jac ordered. Jonny smirked as he began rubbing her back again.

Meanwhile...
Sam and Tom were walking back after greeting the second group when Sam caught a glimpse of a blue waterproof coat in front of the fence. He then realised who it was and what he was doing.
"Fletch! You're meant to pick somewhere where we won't see you!" Sam shouted as she continued to walk towards her tent.
"Well you shouldn't be looking!." Fletch replied jokily.

Once Sam and Tom had taken off their shoes, they laid down on top of the sleeping bag.
"Right, pj time?" Tom queried.
"I'm sleeping in these, it's to cold to get changed." Sam muttered with her eyes closed and her head on the inflatable pillow. She had a base layer, two shirts and a dark blue hooded jumped on. As well as a thin pair of leggings.
"Samantha Nicholls being lazy? Well I never!" Tom joked as he zipped the tent up, then he zipped the bedroom compartment shut to keep the heat in.

Tom laid down next to Sam in the double sleeping bag and he zipped it up with the two inside it. Sam shuffled forwards until she was leaning against Tom. He wrapped his arms around her and pressed his chin on the top of her head as they shared a pillow.

"Do you think if we snuck out and went to stay at the nearest five star hotel they'd notice?" Sam asked sleepily with her eyes closed.
"Yeah I think they might." Tom laughed. Sam wiggled about so that she was facing away from Tom but her back was pressed against his stomach.

"Can you rub my stomach please?" Sam asked innocently.
"Of course I can. Have you still got cramps?." Tom asked quietly as he slipped his hands around her waist, under her shirt and gently palpated her muscular abdomen.
"No but your hands are warm." Sam admitted and Tom smirked.

They lay there, enjoying each other's company in each other's arms.

Meanwhile...
"Will you stop bloody fidgeting!" Fletch joked. The two had given in and gotten into their sleeping bags already.
"Well sorry but it's not my fault you put this tent on a flippin' bed of nails is it?"
"I didn't put the tent here, you did so you and Sam can piss in private." Fletch stated bluntly.
"Oh I'm sorry would you rather we did it out in the open?" Dixie snapped.
"We you, no but Sam..." Fletch joked.
"Oi,she's taken." Dixie stated.

"Right, come on, I think it's bed time for you two." Jonny said to Jac who was still on his lap. He obviously meant her and their little girl. She had just yawned. Again.
"I'm not ten Maconie." Jac stated. She was getting tired but she didn't want to be the first to hit the sack.
"I'll carry you if you won't get up yourself." Jonny threatened.
"You won't be able to." Jac said arrogantly. She assumed that due to her extra weight, he wouldn't be able to carry her. But she was wrong.

"Is that right?" Jonny asked as he stood up with Jac in his arms, bridal style, with little difficulty.
"Put me down." Jac ordered. She was aware that everyone in the circle- Michael, Sacha, Elliot, Edward and Mo- was watching the pair.
"Alright, I'll put you down in the sleeping bag." Jonny said as he stepped over the beanbag and entered their tent.

"Oi, no you-know-whatting in there, there's a baby in the tent with you." Mo shouted.
"Oh aye Mo, we were planning on banging while you lot could walk in at anytime." Jonny joked. Inside the tent he had actually lowered Jac down into the double sleeping bag and he was just taking his and her shoes off.
"That hasn't stopped you before." Mo shouted back, making Michael and Sacha smirk.
"I don't have a clue what you're on about Maureen." Jonny replied.
"Linen cupboard, oncall room, theatre one-" mo listed.
"We have not had sex in theatre one!" Jonny protested.
"Ah so you don't deny having sex in the linen cupboard and the oncall room." Mo stated leaving Jonny speechless.

"Remind me to never stay in the oncall room ever again." Elliot joked as he took another sip of beer.

Jonny had just pulled on a thick jumper when he looked at Jac.
"You should probably put on another layer." Jonny suggested. Jac was waiting for him to get into the sleeping bag before she got cosy.
"I haven't got anymore." Jac stated.
"Wear this then." Jonny got out his last jumper from his bag. It was slightly large on him because he usually wore it when it was very cold over other layers.

It was a thick black jumped and once Jac sat up. Jonny handed it to her. She quickly pulled it on, it was tight around her bump but it was nice and cosy so she didn't really mind.

Jonny slipped into the sleeping bag next to Jac and zipped it up on his side.
"She's kicking." Jac whispered as she smiled.
"What?" Jonny asked, he couldn't hear her because the wind was rattling the tent again.
"She's kicking." Jac repeated. Jonny smiled at her. Jac felt Jonny's hand, he stretched his fingers out before he clenched his fist next to her thigh, he was probably telling himself not to touch her because he didn't want her to feel uncomfortable.

Jac reached her down and pressed the back of her hand against his before she put her hand back on her bump.
"What was that for?" Jonny asked curiously.
"Just checking if your hands are cold." Jac stated.
"And are they?"
"Yes." Jac stated.
"So I'm not allowed to..." Jonny trailed off as he nodded down to her bump which was snugly under the sleeping bag, Jonny's jumper, Jac's jumper and her shirt and base layer.

"Not now. Warm your hands up and you can next time." Jac stated. Jonny smirked.

They were facing each other on their sides in the sleeping bag in the dark tent. Dimly lit by the light coming from the fire outside.
"Come here." Jonny whispered as he wrapped his arms around Jac's back and he pulled her closer to himself. "I love you." He whispered as he went to look into her eyes but he found that she was already sleep. That's what he thought anyway but she heard those three words. Those three words meant everything to her so she let Jonny squeeze her in a tight hug and they soon fell asleep.

Tom quickly sat up when he heard Sam groan. He thought she was asleep already.
"You alright?" Tom asked worriedly. There was no reply but she turned around to face Tom, still with her eyes closed; she was still asleep. Though Tom could see the pain and fear installed in her face as she flinched for no apparent reason. It was one of her nightmares again. She only had them one every now and then, and he knew that there was always something that triggered them. Whether it was a gun shot wound at work or a loud noise such as a car horn that shocked her during the day.

He assumed that the trigger of this one was being in a tent, though she seemed comfortable being in one earlier. Tom knew that, although he didn't like waking her, it was best to wake her before it got any worse.

"Sam... Sam wake up. It's alright." Tom said softly. Sam shook her head and scrunched her eyes up before she finally opened her eyes and looked into Tom's.
"Thanks." Sam whispered. "How loud was I?" Sam asked, she was blushing from embarrassment hoping that she did scream and wake the others.
"You only groaned quietly once." Tom replied softly. He placed his two fingers on Sam's neck to find her racing pulse. He knew it would soon calm down.

"Oh..." Sam murmured, she knew Tom had woken her before it got really bad and she appreciated that.
"Come on, try and get back to sleep." Tom said quietly as he wrapped his arms around Sam's back and rested his chin on top of her soft, silky hair. Sam had her face in Tom's chest. She smiled as she could smell the faint remains of his aftershave that she had chosen for him that very morning. He had several after shaves and Sam always chose one for him to wear in the mornings depending on what mood she was in.

Sam felt safe in Tom's arms so she quickly fell asleep in his warm arms.

A/N I know you shouldn't use deep heat during pregnancy but just pretend :)

A/N Am I the only one last night who thought when Chantelle was being sick in the toilet, I thought it was Jac at first? Also, imagine that scene where Mr T is in theatre doing the hysterectomy when they have to use the defibrillator but if the patient was Jac and Chantelle was Jonny. I don't know why but that's what came into my head and I nearly cried when she died because I imagined it was Jac :'(

This was kind of a filler again, the next chapter will be better (I hope- I haven't actually written it yet)

Thanks for reading, please review and let me know what you think x