A/N Wow! I think the last chapter has been the most popular yet in terms of views and reads, and for everyone who left a review (perpetualpathology, guest, Forveverholby, Guest, rstarkey309 and Becca) thank you all so much for your lovely feedback! Every review means a lot to me and it makes writing a lot easier knowing that there are people out there who are enjoying the story, so thank you! There is plenty more cuteness, fluff and drama coming, so thank you to everyone for the various suggestions you're putting my way- I will do my best to incorporate and write about what you guys want to read. Enjoy!
The group made a detour past a supermarket, having texted several of their friends about having celebratory drinks at Ollie's flat that evening, to pick up some drinks. As Zosia browsed the wine aisle, Ollie approached her. 'Oh no you don't' he teased, picking up a bottle she was holding.
'Oh please, you know I won't' she smiled. 'Besides, I'm going to find it hard enough to explain why I'm not drinking anyway'
'That's why I picked this up for you' he smiled, taking a bottle of shloer out of his basket and holding it up. 'That way you can tell people it's wine', and Zosia nodded sarcastically.
'Can we at least put it in an empty wine bottle when we get back? So I feel like I'm drinking wine?' She smiled, sweetly and Ollie rolled his eyes.
'Whatever lady wants. I won't be drinking either'
'Why? People might think you're pregnant too' she winked, laughing, before Ollie looked hurt.
'Well actually, it was so you don't feel alone on the not drinking front, but seeing as you're being silly, I'm getting me a six pack' he laughed, putting his arm around her shoulder and pulling her in.
'You know you won't get a six pack if you drink...' She laughed and he nudged her gently.
'Quiet, preggers' he sniggered, and she pouted, raising an eyebrow.
'Is that the best you can do?' She winked. 'Be careful with your next response' she armed, laughing and pointing a finger at him, and he zipped his lips.
'...yes, yes it is' he laughed. 'Anyway gorgeous, let's get heading back. We have a party to get ready for
'Here you go, Zosh, get these down you' Dom smiled, passing her 2 shots of tequila. The smell was so strong that she immediately felt nauseous, took a deep breath, smiled and put them down on the counter, picking up her "wine" again.
'It's ok, but thank you. I'm not drinking too much tonight'. Dom looked at her inquisitively.
'Why?' He asked, half looking concerned, half looking at her as if she was crazy.
'Just because I have work early tomorrow' she lied, trying her best to make her lie sound plausible, but unfortunately Dom wasn't buying it for one second.
'Ha, like that's ever stopped you before' he pointed out, smirking, but when Zosia didn't respond, his face dropped. 'Is...everything alright?' He asked, lowering his voice to a whisper.
'Yes, yes' she laughed. 'I'm just sticking to wine' she smiled.
'Oh well. More tequila for me' he shrugged, knocking back both shots. She smiled and then some new guests arriving caught her attention, and Dom looked on. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but she seemed a bit different. Not just the not drinking, there was something else..
'Arthur! Come here' he called out, beckoning him with a hand gesture. Arthur, who had been talking to Mo and Sacha, made his way over, and followed Dom's gaze as he looked over at Zosia, who was now talking to her dad who had just arrived.
'What is it?
'She isn't drinking. She tried to say this is wine' holding up the wine glass that was hers, which had shloer in. 'This isn't alcoholic' he frowned as he sipped it.
'Weird. Maybe...maybe she's on antibiotics?' Arthur responded naively.
'Have you noticed she's glowing? And her breasts are bigger'
'What?' He looked at Dom confused and shocked that he had noticed this.
'Diggers, I may be gay, but I can still notice things' he argued, rolling his eyes.
'What are you getting at?' Arthur replied, raising an eyebrow.
'I think our friend Zosh has a little secret' he smiled. 'And we're going to get her to admit it'
'No, Dom, if there is anything to tell, she'll tell us when she's good and ready. Tonight is about celebrating Seb getting sent down, nothing else' Arthur tried to argue, but Dom rolled his eyes.
'Whatever, Diggers'.
Later that evening, Dom and Arthur were the last ones at the party, and as they approached Zosia, who was still nursing a glass of shloer, they sat either side of her and gave each other a look. With this, Dom took the glass out of Zosia's hand and sipped it before she had a chance to grab it back.
'Hey, what are you doing?!' She gasped, as Dom pulled the glass away from his mouth.
'There's no wine in this' he frowned, knowingly, and Zosia looked panicked. 'Zosia, are you ok?Why did you lie?'
'Are you on antibiotics or something?' Arthur asked, and Zosia looked at them both, and looked down, shaking her head.
'Not exactly' she muttered, before smiling, 'it's better news than that'
'Oh?' Dom asked, and Zosia rolled her eyes.
'You seriously can't guess?' She asked, raising an eyebrow, and the pair shook their heads, despite the fact that Dom had guessed and knew full well what she was about to say next.
'Well...' She began, reaching for her phone. 'How do you feel about being Uncle Dom and Uncle Arthur?' She smiled, showing them the scan picture on her phone. Both men smiled.
'I knew it, told you Diggers' Dom smiled as he pulled Zosia in for a hug, 'congratulations' he smiled, and Arthur did the same. 'I can't believe it, mummy Zosh...'
'Ah ha ha...' she laughed sarcastically. 'Call me mummy one more time, and you'll be in the ED before you know it' she smirked sarcastically and Dom winced playfully.
'How did Ollie react?' Arthur asked, pushing his glasses up his nose.
'He's over the moon. I tricked him into thinking the test was negative for a good few hours, it really showed how excited he was when I eventually told him the truth' Zosia smiled. 'I still can't believe it myself'
'Well, you know that if you ever need anything, you only need to ask' Dom smiled, before a hint of sadness overcome him. 'Does this mean you'll be leaving us?' He asked, and Zosia frowned sadly.
'I guess so' she said sadly, and they all sat quietly for a moment, just as Dom took hold of Zosia's hand and she took Arthur's. Although Zosia spent so much time with Ollie, the two men did not really think about the possibility of Zosia moving out. In their minds it was going to be the three of them for a bit longer. They were over the moon for the pair, but they would certainly miss living together. 'But let's face it, you know that otherwise I'll have you guys helping me with nighttime feeds and changes etc' Zosia laughed. 'Baby will need to bond with Uncle Dom and Uncle Arthur', and the men laughed in response.
'Ugh no thanks, I don't do babies. I'll happily give mini Valentine style advice and other non-gross uncle-y duties, but as soon as they cry or need anything else, they're yours again' he pointed out. Zosia laughed.
'Noted. I'll just live with Ollie then' she laughed as Ollie came to join them. 'I was just saying to the guys that I'll be likely moving out at some point before squidge arrives' she informed Ollie, who smiled and nodded in understanding.
'Yes, I guess so' Ollie smiled. 'But don't worry, there's no rush. All at your own pace sweetheart' he responded kindly, and Dom and Arthur pulled Zosia into a hug.
'I'm going to miss you Marchie. The flat will be so tidy, I won't recognise it, it won't be the same' Dom joked.
'Ur no, at least two thirds of that mess is always you' she laughed, and Arthur shook his head, and looked at Ollie.
'Good luck Ollie...' He joked, and everyone laughed. Life was going to be so different for all of them, but in their own ways, they looked forward to the upcoming big events. Everything was in the up.