A/N Thank you all for being patient with thiss update It's been a very busy week, so hopefully this chapter is worth the wait- another popular character turns up! Many thanks to teamzollie, guest and perpetualpathology for your kind reviews and as always, thankyou to everyone reading

'I think we'll need to start hiding the coffee' Ollie murmured, stepping into the Darwin staff room where he found Elliot drinking a freshly made mug.
'Why?' He asked, curiously, raising an eyebrow, just as Zosia entered the room looking a bit peaky. Both Zosia and Ollie had managed to explain away any pregnancy symptoms from Elliot and Mo so far, but her aversion to coffee was so strong that she'd had to ban Ollie, Dom and Arthur from drinking it while she was in the same flat, let alone the same room. Feeling so ill and tired much of the time made her feel utterly miserable, and no matter how many times Ollie reminded her that at the end of it they'd have a baby, she was hating this stage of being pregnant.
'Zosia, you look awful' Elliot winced as he gazed at his junior's pale, tired face. She rolled her eyes weakly and sat down.
'Thanks Professor' she murmured sarcastically, leaning forwards and putting her elbows on her knees, head resting in her hands. Ollie smirked knowingly, and Elliot caught sight of this.
'I'm sorry, I just mean that you don't look like you're feeling very well' he clarified.
'I'll be fine in a-' and then she trailed off as she rose to run to the toilets with a hand over her mouth. Elliot looked on it shock, and Ollie looked torn between whether to stay and answer Elliot's inevitable questions, or see if Zosia was ok. He decided on the latter as he knew that Zosia would want them to announce the pregnancy together. He opened the door of the ladies and heard Zosia being sick, and slipped inside.
'Zosia? Open the door and let me in?'
'I feel like shit' she grumbled and Ollie sniggered. He knew it took a lot for her to swear, but as she started to cry he felt bad- he also knew that when she was ill it took a lot for her to cry, as well. She opened the door and he kneeled beside her, locking it again. As he started to soothingly rub her back, she felt ok to speak again. 'Did Elliot say anything?'
'I left just as he was about to ask- I thought we could tell him together' he responded kindly as she urged.
'This is horrible' she complained.
'It'll be worth it though' he smiled, squeezing her shoulder reassuringly.
'Yeah yeah' she mumbled as she leaned back onto her knees.
'The best things in life don't come easily' he pointed out, and she smiled.
'You did' she smirked, and Ollie wasn't sure if this was a compliment.
'Are you suggesting I'm easy?' He winked and she nodded, knowing that he wouldn't dare do anything to her like nudge her playfully in this state, unless he wanted his newly put on scrubs to be covered in vomit. He smirked and kissed her temple as he stood.

As both of them emerged from the toilets (receiving several confused glances from colleagues), they approached Elliot's office, where he was having a conversation with a familiar voice...
'Now, Mr Valentine and Dr March have been making excellent progress, and their teamwork skills together are exemplary-'
'So Valentine and Saucer have been performing surgery together? How do they work together, I'd imagine they would be a nightmare?'
'Very well, in fact...oh here they are now' he smiled, as they entered the office, revealing Jac sitting at the other consultant's desk. She nodded in acknowledgement to both Ollie and Zosia, noticing not only a ring on Zosia's finger, but also that she was glowing...and for someone who had also been pregnant, she recognised all the signs.
'Zosia are you feeling ok to be in work today? You do look rather peaky' Elliot said, a concerned tone in his voice. Just as Zosia was about to confirm to him that she felt ok enough to work, Jac piped up.
'Now who has the urge to make babies?' Jac interrupted, smirking, leaving Ollie, Zosia, and Elliot speechless. As she looked at their faces, Zosia's and Ollie's being mortified, and Elliot's surprised, she rolled her eyes. 'Please, it's obvious. You must be, what, three months?'
'What?! How did..?!' Zosia exclaimed, looking to Ollie for support. Elliot, meanwhile, stood and smiled at them.
'Is it true?'
'..Yes' she sighed, feeling annoyed that the moment that she and Ollie could tell people was shadowed by Jac's unhelpful input. 'We're very excited' she added as Ollie put his arm around her, seeing that she was frustrated.
'Wait, hold up' Jac said, confused, pointing towards the two of them, and then realising that Ollie was responsible for the ring on Zosia's finger, and the pregnancy. 'Ohhh...' She sighed, as Elliot hugged Zosia and shook Ollie's hand, congratulating them. 'Huh...', Jac thought out loud to herself, 'it would have been awkward if I was wrong...'
'As I said when we last met, it's good to see that motherhood hasn't changed you' Ollie smirked, and Jac smiled sarcastically. 'Are you back for good?'
'Yes, I am' she replied. 'I was just discussing your teamwork in theatre with Elliot...it sounds like you work well together' she conceded. 'As long as you don't bring your home or baby drama onto my happy harmonious ward' she warned.
'Your happy harmonious ward will remain so' Ollie announced, bowing down, and Zosia laughed. Jac rolled her eyes.
'Anyway, don't you two have a patient to see?' She asked, and the pair nodded and left.

As they reentered the ward, Zosia and Ollie exchanged a glance.
'Why am I suddenly nervous?' Zosia asked. It had been a while since she had worked with Jac, and her reputation definitely preceded her. 'I mean, she's absolutely brilliant, I'd be lying if professionally, I said I wasn't in awe of her work, but I remember when she was my mentor, before I moved to Keller...'
'She's a pussy cat, really. Just, do as she says, and it'll be fine' he smiled, as they approached their new patient. 'Besides, you've come a long way since being a brand new, fresh faced F1. You're serious about surgery now, and she'll see that straight away when she sees you work, you've proven yourself enough to get this far, what with everything...' he reassured her.
Meanwhile, Jac remained speaking to Elliot. 'Couldn't you have been a bit more discreet?' Elliot asked, questioning Jac in that kind, thoughtful way he was known for. 'The poor pair looked mortified'
'You're probably right...still, it's a turn up for the books isn't it?! They're the last people I would have put together...'
'On the contrary, they've been through a lot together, and although it was rivalry to begin with, they each give something to the other, like something was missing in them both, like they're two halves now whole' he fantasised romantically, and Jac rolled her eyes. 'You haven't been here, you haven't seen their relationship blossom. It's been spectacular'
'Hm, well, I'm just surprised that's all' she shrugged, sitting back at her desk. 'And the thought of a mini-Valentine-slash-March is a bit weird for me'
'It'll grow on you, I'm sure' Elliot smirked, having forgotten how blunt his friend was. He had missed her.

'Dr March?' Jac called over, reading a file by the nurses station. Zosia looked up from a chart at the end of her patient's bed, turned around, and saw Jac looking at her. A little nervously, she went over. 'I want you to scrub in on my aortic transection, you'll be assisting, I want to make sure that lover boy has been teaching you all the right things'. Zosia smiled and nodded.
'Yes, of course, thank you Ms Naylor'. An hour later, they were in theatre together, working hard, when Jac brought up the subject of Zosia's career choice.
'So Elliot tells me that you did a stint in Neuro...didn't fancy following in daddy's footsteps?' She teased. 'Suction' she commanded, as Zosia followed her instructions.
'No, it wasn't about that, I wanted to change specialisms for the good of my career. Besides I needed a mentor, not a father' she justified, and Jac nodded.
'I'm impressed. Most people would go for the easy option of getting into a family firm. And from what I've heard you were a bit of a star down there.' Zosia felt immediately more comfortable, it wasn't often that Jac handed out praise.
'Thank you. It's all worked out for the best though. I wouldn't have met Oll- I mean, Mr Valentine, if I hadn't made the switch' she replied. Jac didn't say anything more, focussing now solely on the procedure, and Zosia did the same. Later at the end of their shifts, Ollie met Zosia by the locker room to spend a quiet evening at home together.
'How was theatre with Naylor?' Ollie asked as Zosia closed the door.
'Fine, yeah fine' she nodded. 'I'm pretty tired though'
'So I'm guessing that a night at home with a film and Chinese doesn't appeal to you then?' He teased, and she laughed.
'Sounds wonderful. No prawns, though' she warned. He nodded, linking his hand into hers. 'And if you can find it in you somewhere to fancy dim sum, that would be good too' she teased.
'So you're not feeling sick anymore then?'
'Nope, I think I'm good, thanks' she smiled as they left the hospital together. It was amazing how quickly Zosia had put the trial behind her, but in the back of her mind she knew there was still a possibility of a more lenient sentence than she would have liked...