A/N first of all, I am so sorry for the cliffhanger! I couldn't resist it! Here is the conclusion to that little moment, didn't want to keep you all hanging for too long! Hopefully you'll enjoy. Massive thank you so much to Foreverholby and two guests for your reviews and as always, to everyone who has been reading so far.
Zosia stepped out and Ollie immediately read her face. 'So it's...' Ollie began and Zosia sighed.
'Negative- that was close though' she huffed in relief, and Ollie tried to hide his disappointment by hugging her. 'Shall we go?' She pulled away and Ollie nodded. She went into the bedroom to get her coat and handbag, and Ollie took a moment to feel disappointed, but the most important thing was that Zosia was noticeably calmer and, ok. How could he be sad over something that wasn't even there, he told himself, and as Zosia stepped back out, he put on a smile and tried to carry on as normal. They needed to focus on the positive things going on- not the trial. Not the baby that never was. But their wedding.
Up on the Downs, they sat at the top of a hill and ate a variety of food from the supermarket, and talked about the wedding. They decided to have an engagement gathering rather than a party, and to try and hire the Manor Hall for the reception and ceremony. They set the date for a years time, exactly between the dates that Zosia's mother and Ollie's sister passed away.
'And to think...we could have had a little flower girl or page boy with us...' Zosia sighed, and it was the first time that Ollie sensed that she was feeling a little sad about the pregnancy test result as he was. He smiled sadly, and they carried on discussing their plans.
When they finished eating, the sun began to set with a beautiful rose hue in the sky, of which they got the perfect view of as Holby town centre descended into darkness. As it started to get cold, Ollie grabbed his big fleecey cardigan and wrapped himself and Zosia up in that and a blanket, and he sat against a big tree stump, while Zosia sat between his legs, leaning back into him. It all felt peaceful, and Ollie realised that Zosia had gone a bit quiet, like her mind was distracted by something. Ollie decided to break the silence saying something that he felt needed to be said.
'Tomorrow will be ok, Zosia.' he comforted, and she nodded slowly. 'And I can tell something else is up...' he continued, intuitively. Zosia shuffled uncomfortably, and she nodded.
'The test' she said simply, but didn't elaborate. 'I thought...I don't know what I thought...' she trailed off, and Ollie squeezed her gently.
'We will, um...we will have children one day...' Ollie said calmly and kindly, stroking her hair and kissing her temple.
'Yeah, I know...' She paused. 'in six months...' She said quietly, biting her lip and looking up at Ollie who immediately shot sitting up, and stuttered something that even Zosia couldn't understand, his eyes like saucers. 'You're going to be a father' she said with a slight excited laugh, and Ollie, for the first time, was speechless.
'What?! But- but you said-?!'
'I know. I was lying to see your reaction' she winked, smiling.
You're smiling' Ollie smiled observantly, and Zosia nodded shyly.
'It was my first reaction when I saw the two lines...I decided to have a bit of fun with you, so had to really quickly try my hardest to make it seem like it was negative, and I can't believe you fell for it!' She laughed. 'So...how are you feeling about this?'
Ollie smiled and pulled Zosia in for a kiss. 'I can't believe it...and I can't believe YOU' he laughed, tickling her. 'Remind me never to trust a word you ever say again!' He laughed as she squealed. 'We're having a baby' he said, calming down but his smile still stretched across his face.
'Yeah...' She smiled. 'And its twins' she said, seriously, and Ollie's face turned again to shock but Zosia couldn't keep it up before laughing hysterically. 'No, no, I'm sorry, that bit was a lie, I couldn't help it' she laughed.
Ollie sighed in a humoured exasperated manner. 'What's gotten into you today?' He sighed, wrapping his arms around her from behind tightly. 'I can't believe it' he repeated, smiling. 'We're going to have a little Valentine running around' he fantasised and Zosia loved seeing him so happy.
'So we are going to have a little flower girl or page boy with us..' she smiled.
When they worked it out, she would have been around 11-12 weeks along. Now that they thought about it, it was obvious, and not just from the morning sickness. She had been off wine, cheese and other foods that she had loved (but blamed stress), but developed a liking for cucumber (which she hated), and she had been complaining of tenderness and needing to pee more, and hey laughed at the fact that they were both doctors and they hadn't worked it out sooner.
However, she also realised that being 11-12 weeks meant that she got pregnant before the whole Seb 'nastiness', as Ollie called it, happened. They were happy that two good things were coming out of the ordeal, but then as Ollie was driving them home, Zosia remembered that Seb had drugged her, and she panicked.
'Ollie...he drugged me...I would only have been a few weeks gone' she panicked, and Ollie glanced at her. 'What if the drugs...what if the drugs have hurt the baby?' She panicked, tears starting to well up in her eyes. Ollie reached over and placed a calming hand on her knee.
'We won't know until we find out everything for certain, if you're worried we can talk to Mr T but I'm sure it'll be fine' he tried to reassure her.
'When should we make an appointment to see him?' She asked.
'What about next week sometime?' He suggested and she smiled, running her hand over her stomach. She couldn't believe it
'Oh god' Zosia exclaimed as she got into bed and she caught a glimpse of 2 black suits, one each belonging to her and Ollie, hanging on the back of the bedroom door. She had completely forgotten about the trial tomorrow. She tensed up and Ollie put an arm around her, pulling her closer.
'Come on, it's ok. You need to rest up and relax. Everything will be fine' he smiled, kissing her on the cheek.
She couldn't sleep for most of the night, and she was sure that when she did drop off it was on,y because her body could not physically stay awake. Every time Ollie woke up, he could see she was awake and would reassure her, by holding her hand or giving her a gentle kiss. A million thoughts of what the next morning could bring were running through her head, and the fact she would be faced with him in the dock. The thought made her feel sick, but at this stage neither she nor Ollie could tell whether it was nerves, morning sickness, or both.
Zosia was silent for most of the journey to the courthouse, and when they arrived and were met by an usher, Elliot, Guy, Arthur and Dom all said hello, and all noticed how terrified she looked and she hardly let go of Ollie's hand at all until the moment her name was called. As they approached the courtroom, Zosia froze by the door, and Ollie turned her around, and looked into her eyes. 'This is one day of your life' he began, and he put his hands on her arms and then on her waist. 'It will pass, we'll help you move on from it, we'll get married and in roughly 6 months we'll have our son or daughter to look after, and when all this happens, today will seem like a million miles behind you. Okay?' he reassured as Zosia took a deep breath in preparation for going on the stand in the next few moments. 'Ok, are you ready?' He asked, and she tentatively nodded. This was it.