"Elliot?" Mo asked and then she heard the door slam.
"Mo can you help me get him into bed." Elliot said as he struggled to lift Jonny who had the majority of his weight on Elliot's shoulders. Mo placed Jonny's other arm around her shoulder and walked into the bedroom.
"I've tried ringing 999 a few minutes ago but the phone line was down and most of the roads are blocked by debris." Elliot said.
"Right, we can't put them in the same bed because Jonny's colder, he could compromise Jac and the baby so we can put him on my bed." Mo said as she pulled back he duvet with her free arm.
"Wait wait wait! We need to get his clothes off of him first because they're dripping wet." Mo said as she looked at Elliot.
"Right well, your his best friend, I'll leave you to it and check on Jac." Elliot said awkwardly.
"Right, Jonny can you stay upright for me? That's it." Mo said as she leant Jonny up against the wall and Elliot walked over to Jac show as still whispered and murmuring "Jonny..."
"I'm just going to take your clothes off so we can warm you up okay?" Mo said cautiously as she quickly ran to Jonny's wardrobe and grabbed some underwear and several layers of clothing for him.
"Elliot, he's not shivering."
"Lets just get him into bed," Elliot replied whilst he was putting another blanket over Jac.
Mo gently unzipped his not-so-waterproof coat and Jonny let it fall to the floor. Mo unzipped his hoodie and let that fall too. She pulled his jumper off whilst Jonny's eyes were drooping as he was struggling to stay awake. She yanked his boots, socks, trousers and shirt off leaving him standing in his wet pants. Mo grabbed a towel from the bathroom and thoroughly dried Jonny's flat, icy torso before she put a few t-shirts and jumpers on him.
Then came the awkward part... "Jonny, can you take your pants off?" Mo asked softly. Jonny murmured something incomprehensible and stayed still, whilst he leant against the wall.
"Right." Mo said to herself as she prepared mentally. Mo, whilst trying not to look at his manhood which had been severly affected by cold water, slipped his pants down his legs and lifted each of his feet up to get them off of him.
Mo wrapped the towel around his waist completely and she pressed and gently rubbed the towel on him to dry his bottom half including his legs and feet before she awkwardly slipped on a pair of boxers. She then pulled on a pair of tracksuits and socks.
Elliot came back over and they both lowered Jonny into it and tucked him in. After putting the remainder of the blankets that they could find around the room, Mo pressed the back of her hand against Elliot's forehead.
"Elliot, you're freezing as well." Mo stated.
"I know, I'll just get changed." Elliot said as he walked towards his wardrobe.
"Jonny... I feel... Sick... Cold... Jonny please..." Jac mumbled as she tossed and turned in the blankets. Mo rushed over to Jac and felt her forehead again; there hadn't been any change as far as she could tell without a thermometer.
Whilst Elliot was getting changed in the corner of the room, Mo ran into the kitchen and searched for any containers. She found a bucket underneath the sink so she took it and put it next to Jac.
Once Elliot had gotten changed into several layers, he walked over to Jac and Mo. "Well I suppose if she's feeling sick, that's a good sign. It means her organs aren't being effected yet." Elliot said slowly.
"Yeah... Elliot, you get into bed and rest, you need to warm up." Mo said softly.
"No thanks, We need to-"
"Don't worry about Jonny and Jac, I'll look after them. Besides, if you don't warm up, I'll end up looking after yo-" Mo was interrupted by Jac throwing the duvet, hat and blankets off of her and sitting up very quickly. Mo ran over to Jac and grabbed the bucket. Just in time, Mo brought the bucket up to Jac's face and she vomited.
Jac's entire body was shivering still as Mo gently rubbed her back. Elliot walked up behind Mo.
"No, Elliot go on go to bed." Mo demanded harshly as Jac vomited again into the bucket. Elliot was taken aback by Mo's authoritative tone so he went and got into bed.
After Jac had finished Mo put the sick filled bucket in the other room . "Where's... Jonny?" Jac asked slowly as she saw Mo had knelt next to her bed.
"Jonny wants you to get better before you see him so you need to warm up Jac." Mo said softly as she pulled the duvet and blankets back over her. Jac lifted her head off of the pillow and saw Jonny who was sleeping in the bed opposite her.
"Jonny-" Jac began as she tried to sit up but Mo restrained her.
"No." Mo said firmly. "Jac stay in bed."
Jac whined like a little child before she gave in and laid down.
She was obviously becoming slightly more responsive and aware so Mo left Jac who was rolling her eyes at the ceiling. Jac was obviously not fully aware becaude if she was, she would have pretended that she didn't care less about Jonny, however she wanted him more than ever. Mo went to her wardrobe, her hands were becoming numb as she too was quite cold. She put on another hoodie, a pair of gloves, and she slipped a pair of thick, fluffy socks over her normal trainer socks.
Outside it was still raining, and unfortunately for one of the four in the hotel room the thunder and lightening came.
The lightening flashed through the curtains several times. Then thunder rumbled for ages. To Jac, it seemed that it was constant. She buried her head under the duvet and curled up into the ball.
"Jac?" Mo asked as she cautiously walked towards the bed, Jac couldn't be seen at all.
"Can you get me some water please?" Jac murmured from under the covers.
"Um, yeah sure." Mo said as she walked towards the kitchen.
When Mo returned, she found the double bed empty and the sheets were thrown on the floor. But she saw something move in the corner of her eye. Mo looked round to see her bed which Jonny had been put into.
Jac had crawled into the bed next to Jonny. She was snuggled up against his cold body under the sheets, facing his chest.
"Jac, I know you're scared but please get back into your bed. Jonny's colder than you which means he could-"Mo began before being interrupted.
"Compromise me and the baby? Yeah I heard you. He's not shivering Mo that means even if you give him a million blankets he won't generate any heat. I don't care I just want to make him better." Jac said, her voice was muffled by the bed sheets.
"Alright then, how about you go back to bed and I sleep next to Jonny? That way there's no risk to you." Mo suggested. Jac knew that it was safer, and was about to get up, but then lightening struck again. Thunder rumbled which made Jac wiggle closer into Jonny's chest.
"Jac? Is that you?" Jonny mumbled as he felt someone clinging to his icy, numb body. He couldn't see who it was because they were buried under the covers.
"Yeah." She mumbled and thunder rumbled again. She clenched her arms tightly around his cold torso.
Mo walked over to the double bed and looked over at Elliot who was fast asleep. She grabbed the blankets off of the double bed and wrapped them around Jac and Jonny.
"Thanks." Jonny whispered. He heard Jac sniffle and looked under the covers to see she was curled up in a ball.
"Jac, please don't cry darling. It's alright, I won't let the storm hurt you."
"It's not that." Jac cried.
"Well what's the matter then sweetheart?" Jonny asked as he looked at Mo and back down at Jac.
"I feel sick and cold and my stomach hurts." Jac moaned and she sniffed again.
"Have you taken your painkillers?" Jonny asked, he felt Jac nod against his chest under the covers.
"Has she?" Mo whispered to Jonny, even though Jac could hear her.
"Y-Yeah." Jonny replied.
"Mo can you just leave us alone for a minute?" Jonny asked quietly as he nodded towards the main room.
"Sure," Mo replied as she walked out. Jonny waited for a few minutes before asking.
"Jac, do you wanna check if you've been bleeding?"
"No. I will, just not yet. Its too cold to get out of bed anyway." Jac replied quietly.
"I'm sure everything's fine. Jac, you n-need to check." Jonny stated.
"I can't. Jonny, you need to remember that I was and still am hypothermic, My stomach hurts so I wouldn't be so optimistic." Jac whispered.
"Mo?" Jonny shouted.
Mo walked back in, she had been watching the rain and the flood water out of the window.
"Yeah." Mo replied as she knelt down next to the bed.
"Can you come and be Jac's doctor for a minute?"
"What? No no no no no." Jac said as she buried herself further under the covers.
"Why? What's wrong?" Mo asked.
"Can you check if the baby's okay?" Jonny asked as he tried to make Jac release Jonny's waist from her arms. It only ended in her hugging tighter which meant she was crushing his manhood.
"I haven't exactly got an ultrasound machine here Jonny. And even if I did I'm not an obstetrician or a midwife."
"Please, just do the best you can." Jonny pleaded.
"Right, Jac can I feel your tummy?" Mo asked softly.
"If you lay one finger on my stomach I'll puke." Jac stated from underneath the covers.
"I'll be gentle." Mo promised. "Besides, my hands will feel warm to you." Mo said.
The idea of warm hands on her stomach was appealing because Jonny's hands were freezing, but Jac was still trying to warm him up.
"No." Jac whispered and her voice broke.
"Alright then," Mo began gently because Jac sounded upset (she couldn't see if she was because she was still under the covers. "Have you got any abdominal pains?" She asked softly.
"She nodded." Jonny whispered.
"Right what kind is it? Short and sharp or a constant pain?"
Jac mumbled something that Mo couldn't understand so Jonny spoke for her.
"I think she said its like period pains."
"Right, are you bleeding at all?" Mo asked.
"She won't check." Jonny stated quietly.
Mo was about to speak but lightening flashed and thunder growled for several consecutive minutes.
Jac slid further down under the covers, her head was at the same level as Jonny's groin. She tried curling up tighter so she tucked her head forwards a little into his crotch.
"Woah! Jac I don't think you should be doing that now! Mo and Elliot in the room." He joked. But Jac didn't take it as a joke, she completely ignored it.
"I need a wee, will you come with me?" Jac asked quietly. She knew she sounded pathetic but she didn't care anymore, she was sure that she could trust the others that what happened on this trip would stay on this trip.
"Um, Yeah, sure." Jonny said awkwardly.
She regrettably slipped out of the bed which was cold but not as cold as the air and into the cold air next to it. She held her hand out for Jonny to hold as he stood up. Jonny was surprised although he realised that it was because she was scared because she was nearly breaking his hand. Jac walked into the bathroom, Jonny followed and shut the door behind him.
Mo decided to make a nice cosy little space for when they returned so she reorganised the pillows on the double bed into an upside down 'v' shape so that they could lean into each other. She then laid out the double duvet so that it was flat. She got all of the blankets off of the single bed leaving the duvet for her, and laid the blankets over the bed evenly. Seeing as it was only nearly midday, Mo thought that they might like some lunch so she made her way to the kitchen.
Meanwhile, Jonny awkwardly looked into the mirror to see his pale face so that he avoided looking at Jac. He could hear her peeing. He then realised that she must have pulled her pyjamas down so she must have seen if she was bleeding, come to think of it, she hadn't said a word since she had asked if he would come with her.
"So are you bleeding?" Jonny asked as he was looking into the sink.
"There's a few spots." Jac answered shakily.
"How much?"
"A bit."
"Can I look?"
"No."
"Why?" Jonny asked slightly angrily; he was annoyed at her lack of communication.
"Why do you think I bought the panty liners?" She said slightly sarcastically yet nervously.
"I don't know do I?"
"Discharge." She mumbled.
"Oh..." Jonny replied as Jac flushed the toilet. Jonny shuffled out of the way for Jac to use the hand sanitizer that was next to the sink; she couldn't wash her hands because the water was off.
Jac was rubbing her hands when thunder rumbled again. She turned to face Jonny who had his arms open for her. Jac fell into Jonny who hugged her tightly.
"It's alright, everything's going to be alright. It'll just be me, you and our little one once we leave and we can sort out, about moving in with each other..." He bean hoping that she wouldn't snap at him or shut him out.
"Mm." Jac murmured quietly into his chest. He knew she didn't want to talk, but he figured that now would be the only time that she did talk without shouting.
"My place or yours?"
"Mine, I've got the spare room for the baby." She mumbled.
"Right, I'll start packing when we get home then yeah?"
"Yeah, but that's if we ever get home." Jac said as she began to cry into his chest again.
"We will get home, all five of us will get home safe and sound. I promise you." Jonny whispered. Soon Jac let go of Jonny and they walked out. They saw that Mo had organised the double bed for them, and there were several lit candles on each bedside cabinet.
Mo walked in just as they were getting into bed. "Right, what do you two want for lunch?" Mo asked happily hoping the Jac had cheered up.
"Nothing, but thanks." Jac said as she tucked her head into the crevice between Jonny's chin and his shoulder.
"Jac you need to eat darling." Jonny began. "How about a salad?"
"Do you want to make my puke green?" Jac snapped.
"A sandwich?"
"Jonny, Im not hungry." Jac stated.
"How about a fruit salad with those mini meringue things you like?"
"Fine." Jac said grumpily, Jonny and Mo could tell that as Jac had heard the idea, she wanted it but they didn't say anything and Mo left for the kitchen.
Ten minutes later, after Jac had been fidgety because she wanted a fruit salad now., Mo entered the bedroom with a tray. On it, she had two bowls with spoons full of brightly coloured fruit and small white meringues and two glasses of apple juice.
"Here you go." Mo said and Jac sat up faster than Jonny had ever seen her move. Jac grabbed the bowl off of the tray and dug in. Mo had chopped up apples, strawberries, bananas, blueberries and melon. Jonny and Mo smirked at her before Mo sat on the edge of the bed next to Jonny. Jonny wasn't feeling too hungry so he and Mo picked at one bowl together.
"What happened to 'you have to eat?'" Jac asked as she saw that Jonny was barely eating anything.
"One: I'm not hungry, two: I'm not pregnant, and three: I haven't thrown my guts up several times this morning so eat up chunky." Jonny demanded.
Jac was upset by his 'chunky' comment so she put the spoon down and put the bowl on the bedside cabinet. Jonny saw the tears building up in her eyes.
"Oh Jac, I'm sorry... Please don't cry." Jonny pleaded.
Surprisingly to Mo and Jonny, Jac slipped under the covers again and she hugged Jonny's waist and laid her head on his stomach. She wrapped both of her legs around one of Jonny's. Jonny put his bowl on the bedside cabinet and Mo got off of the bed. They heard her sniffing.
"Jac, I'm sorry... I'm really sorry." Jonny said gently as he stroked her hair with his hand.
"No you're not. You keep making jokes about me being fat and obese and I don't like it. I keep on trying to eat healthily and exercise more but you just keep on calling me fat. I can't help it I keep gaining weight and nothing I do controls it at all." Jac cried into Jonny's abdomen. Her voice was once again muffled by the sheets.
"Jac, I'm sorry, I mean it. And I promise I won't say anything negative about your appearance or your weight. You don't need to worry about your weight anyway. You're as slim as you was 5 months ago except the little bump which means you're not getting fat, you're just gaining weight because the baby is developing." Jonny said softly.
"How do you know that though? I've gained nearly a stone already." Jac admitted. She was ashamed of her own body. "And I've got stretch marks." Jac moaned as she pressed her face into Jonny's abdomen.
"Jac, I gave birth over a year ago and I've still got stretch marks. It's natural, look at mine." Mo said as she lifted her shirt up a little. Jonny was shocked at first at the marks on Mo's hips and after a few moments, Jac came up from under the covers. Mo tried not to let Jac see that she was still ashamed of her body, after all she wasn't the slimmest anyways.
"And you don't care?" Jac asked as she wiped the tears from her cheeks.
"Nope. You shouldn't either, you're pregnant Jac. And besides, we wouldn't have known that you have stretch marks if you hadn't told us. The only people that are going to know are me, Jonny and Mr T or the midwife and he's way too frightened of you to mention it to anyone else, let alone the fact that he's bound by patient confidentiality." Mo explained after she'd pulled her shirt down.
"Thanks mo." Jonny mouthed as Jac once again rested her head on his chest. Jonny could feel the warm of both the candles and Jac's cheek on his skin, through his clothes. Jac could hear Jonny's heartbeat. It was steady and relaxing to hear. Mo took both of the bowls and took them out to the kitchen.
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