Tommy was on the phone to Tyrone; Tina was washing the plates. It was a month since the crash and at least a week since Tommy took off his caste, but Tina still insisted she'd do everyone herself.

"Alright mate, bye." Tommy shut the phone off. "Oi, what are you doing?!" Tina looked round.

"Washing the dishes."

"You said that I could wash them today!" Tommy whinged.

"Maybe tomorrow aha!" Tina smiled and carried on. Tommy walked up behind her and put his arms round her and kissed her neck.

"I'm more than capable than doing it myself you know."

"I don't care, I'm not taking any chances. And also we're seeing Doctor Fit on September 11th." She stated.

"Who's Doctor Fit? Oh yeah, the one who you dumped for me."

"Nooo... he wanted me to run my own pub. So I poured a pint over his head."

"I know. I saw. What date did you say?"

"September 11th, why?"

"It IS September 11th, dumby!" Tommy mocked.

"OH CRAP! OUR APPOINTMENT IS IN 2 MINUTES!"

"Haha! Classic. Why are we even going?"

"For your check up! Hurry up, quickly change into something smart!" Tina rushed.

"What're you trying to impl-" Tina cut him short, and ushered him into the bedroom. She threw a smart shirt at him and after looking at him for a while decided he can still wear his jeans.

"Oh and what about you then?" Tommy joked as he swapped shirts.

"I'm always smart." Tina grabbed Tommy's hand and literally pulled him out the bedroom.

"Okay, T, it's just a doctor's appointment!" Tommy stressed, shirt half buttoned.

"You're right... am I stressing?" she moaned, rubbing his chest then doing up the remainder of the buttons.

"Let's calmly walk over there, then simply go in, and make an excuse. Let's go." He held her hand and they began the short trek to the doctor's. "What's the betting he'll say 'you're late, so this will have to be quick.'" They both laughed.

In Doctor Fit's Office...

"You're late, so this will have to be quick." Carter said and then both Tommy and Tina laughed again. Carter looked at them oddly then began. "I've ran quick tests from your last check up, and Tommy you're fine. Tina, your chest seemed... slightly different I may say. Are you receiving pains?"

"Um... yeah, some."

"You never said?" Tommy interjected.

"Well I didn't think it was important. Is it?" Tina turned to Carter.

"I will need to check your breathing rate. This may take a while."

"I need to be back at work, now. Sorry babe, tell me when we're at the pub later."

"Okay, bye." They kissed for a second then Tommy walked out. Carter had a hint of jealousy, and Tina picked up on it. "You said this would be quick."

"Well, I always say that. There's actually no one here until 3:30 so.. lucky for you, it's 2:30. Okay, sit opposite me please." Carter wheeled his spinning chair over to the bed at the back and Tina lay down on it. Carter told Tina to adjust the chest strap to comfort. This made her breasts look bigger than ever, and Carter couldn't help but stare. He snapped out of it. "Okay, breathe in... then out for me. Really slowly. Tell me if it hurts." Tina did so. She stopped midway.

"Ow."

"Just as I thought. I've got the right prescription for you all ready and I would like you to take 2 of these pills a day for me." Carter said. While Tina took the strap off, Carter slipped something in her bag. "Okay. See you later then!"

"Bye." Tina walked out.

At night in the flat

"I'm having a shower T."

"Okay." Tina sat on the couch and looked through her bag for her phone. Instead of finding it, she came across something else:

TEXT ME. 07844835824

C x

Tina wondered what it was. She decided to text 'C', but then Tommy came out: not wet and fully clothed. "I thought you were in the shower?!" Tina crumbled under pressure and shoved her bag on the ground.

"Okay, don't shoot! I'm getting a new towel for the airing cupboard, problem?" Tommy wondered, then turned back.

"Tommy-" Tina called after him. He stopped then she walked up to him and hugged him. "I'm sorry. You scared me."

"It's okay." He kissed her head and when Tina looked up they kissed each other. "Fancy an early night?"

"We've been having a lot of them lately... a LOT!" Tina winked.

"Late night then. Let's watch a movie together, eh?" He stroked her cheek.

"Okay. I love you."

"Love you too. Can I get in the shower now?"

"Ha, yeah sorry." They let go of each other and went separate ways...

When Tommy finished his LOOOOOONNGGG shower and Tina finished worrying about the mysterious letter, she once more got out a strange white object she got on the way back from the doctor's, after her stomach hurt. Pregnancy test 3000. She hadn't realised that Tommy had caught her out, AGAIN.

"Gotcha." Tina jumped.

"AH!" She realised she was caught red handed... or white handed. "Come sit down. I'm waiting for it to show up."

"Tina, there's no point. You always do this. This must be like... the 6th fail. You're on the pill; you can't get pregnant."

Tina started at Tommy for a while. Then he gasped.

"You haven't taken them, have you!?" Tommy exclaimed, with excitement and a hint of anger for being betrayed.

"Look, Tommy, it's not what you think. That night where we got drunk... I completely forgot about the pills. I'm sorry." They snuggled up and Tommy decided to drop it. For now...

The Pregnancy Test 3000 showed...

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