A/N So to celebrate reaching over 7000 views, over 70 reviews and new favouriters and followers (thank you all!) I'm treating you all to a new chapter tonight instead of waiting until tomorrow! Credit to Teamzollie for their suggestion in their kind review (I know what you mean! I've tried to bring in some affection here towards middle of the chapter) And many thanks to Rachael04, Perpetualpathology and HCZollie for your lovely reviews as well, as always they made me smile)

We meet Zosia and Ollie in the middle of an argument- I've tried not to make it inappropriate, it's an argument I know that my sister had when she was pregnant, so I got my inspiration from her!

'I don't think you're understanding me, Valentine' Zosia frowned as she paced around the flat, arguing with Ollie. 'Pregnant women have sex all the time, it's fine- you're a doctor, you should know that' she continued, as Ollie came out of his bedroom putting his shirt on. Zosia was already dressed and the pair had been arguing all morning after an attempt at intimacy had gone wrong, thanks to Ollie being worried about hurting either Zosia or the baby...
'I just don't want either of you to be hurt or uncomfortable' he replied, trying to be as diplomatic as possible as he defended his actions. Zosia was suspicious that there was another reason behind his behaviour…
'You think I'm unattractive, don't you? That's behind all of this' She asked, sitting down. She had been feeling rather insecure recently as her bump had gotten bigger, but Ollie still found her beautiful- she just didn't accept it.
'Of course I find you attractive, Zosh' he comforted. 'You're beautiful' he smiled, and she smiled in return. 'Anyway come on, we'd better get going' he smiled, holding his hand down towards Zosia to help her up. 'Besides, I don't think I can really be blamed for being paranoid, after what you, Dom and Arthur did yesterday...' He laughed. He was referring to the evening they had spent with the boys the night before where the three of them decided it would be funny to trick Ollie into thinking that Zosia's waters had broken by pouring a glass of water between her legs as she stood in the kitchen and then alerting him to it. If it wasn't for the fact that the three couldn't stop laughing at Ollie's shocked, pale expression, they could have kept up the trick for longer...
'Oh come on, you have to admit it was quite funny' she sniggered.
'For a cardiothoracic surgeon, you find giving me a heart attack funny?' He raised an eyebrow.

'Zosia? Are you ok?' Ollie asked as he approached his 32 week pregnant fiancée on the ward as she rushed around. It was incredibly busy, with a major incident protocol in place, so everyone was working flat out.
'No, my feet are killing me, and if I'm honest I could really do without the next 2 hours in theatre' she complained. She had been feeling stressed about her assessments, without having to work longer hours due to being so busy, and her body was starting to suffer.
'I thought you liked cutting people open?' He teased.
'I do. But right now I'd love a foot rub. Where is Dom when I need him?'
'Dom gives foot rubs? Why don't I give you foot rubs anymore?'
'Not willingly, but he's so good at it. Unfortunately my darling, you are not. It feels like you're giving open cardiac massage to my foot'
'You seem to be forgetting about other pleasure I can give you' he winked, hoping he had said it quietly enough. However, it was typical that Elliot should overhear him, and he looked at him shocked. 'Sorry Prof' he frowned with embarrassment as Zosia smirked and tried to hold back the explosion of laughter that was building up inside her. 'Ok, I know it's hard at the moment but make the most of the time in theatre, you won't be able to reach the table soon.'
'Are you saying I'm fat?' She asked, tears welling up in her eyes, and Ollie kicked himself he knew full well that wasn't what he meant but hormonal and tired Zosia wasn't exactly the most reasonable...
'No, I'm just saying the bump must get in the way at times' he tried to defend himself but it was too late, she was gone. He kicked himself. He'd been landing himself in it at all different turns the past couple of days, but he had the perfect plan to make it up to her.
'Professor Hope? May I have a quick word?' Ollie asked, chasing to catch up with Elliot as he strolled down the corridor.
'Yes of course, is everything alright?' He asked, not looking like he was paying much attention as he shuffled around different files to find what he was looking for.
'Yes, everything is fine, I was just hoping that maybe we could come to some arrangement...' He asked, following Elliot into the office...

'Ollie I'm sorry about earlier' Zosia apologised as he entered the locker room at the end of their shift, 'my bloody hormones are all over the place. You must be getting sick of me.'
'It's ok sweetheart, I wasn't thinking before' he smiled, kissing her. 'Anyway, I've spoken to Elliot and we think it would be good if you had a few days away to relax, convalesce, take your mind off this place for a bit, and for us to be alone, so I've booked for us to go away for a romantic long weekend, only an hour or so away, but we have a nice hotel room, we can go for walks in the countryside, go baby shopping, do whatever you want' he smiled kindly, and she smiled in return.
'I'd love that- thank you' she smiled as she moved herself into him and put her arms around him.
So 2 weeks later, they set off early on Friday afternoon, working a half shift, to the Oxfordshire countryside for a romantic weekend, just the two of them. When they arrived at the hotel, which was a gorgeous, Edwardian manor house in the countryside, they decided to rest up for a little while, having been at work previously, and then have dinner before getting changed into something more comfortable and go for a walk.
'You look beautiful' he smiled as she turned around, ready to go for their walk. She was wearing a long white jumper with black stripes, black leggings, black calf length boots, and her hair down, and she looked fairly relaxed, not like the Zosia she had been on the wards lately. It was amazing how the change of scenery could change her mood so quickly, and he was relieved of this. As they went for a walk, they held hands and laughed and joked, hardly even thinking about work or anything else except each other, and as the sun began to set and the temperature dropped slightly, the pair sat against a tree in each other's arms.
'You know, the last time we did this, was when you told me about bean' Ollie smiled, his arms wrapped around Zosia's waist, as he stroked her bump. Zosia smiled and placed her hands on his.
'You've given up on Willis, then?' She teased and he rolled his eyes.
'Yes, reluctantly somewhat' he sighed and she laughed. 'It's cool, we have 6 weeks to decide, and we'll probably take one look at him or her and decide that actually, Willis is a good name'
'That won't be bean's name' she laughed. 'But you're right, we still have 6 weeks' she smiled. 'The most important thing to do now is sort out the nursery- we need stuff' she said, thinking out loud.
'Well, there's a good outlet mall half a mile down the road, we could go there tomorrow and get everything' he suggested, and Zosia nodded.

Back at the hotel, the pair being quite tired from work and their walk, decided to call it a day before their shopping trip the next day. As they got showered and ready for bed, Ollie stood and looked at Zosia, watching her smooth moisturiser into her arms. He was literally captivated by her, more than ever before. He wasn't even aware that he was staring until he noticed her looking at him at him weirdly. 'What? Do I have something on my face?' She asked, before Ollie began to move towards her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her deeply and passionately. She very quickly relaxed into the kiss, and felt amazing. She had been feeling so insecure, and all of this effort Ollie had made to make this weekend happen made her feel so much better about herself.

The whole weekend was going well- Zosia was relaxed, Ollie was no longer in the doghouse, and both were enjoying themselves. Shopping for baby things, Zosia kept needing to stop to rest, leaning slightly onto shelves and rails. As she placed a hand on her bump and another hand against the small of her back, she let out a deep breath and Ollie noticed that she looked uncomfortable.
'Are you alright?' He asked, looking concerned, placing a calming and gentle hand on the small of her back, rubbing it in small circles. Zosia nodded, smiling weakly.
'Yeah, it's just braxton hicks, been having them on and off all day, nothing to worry about' she smiled, stroking her bump. 'Isn't this cute?' She smiled, picking out a babygro that looked like a tiny Tigger costume, and another one as Winnie the Pooh.
They shopped for another couple of hours with intermittent breaks for Zosia to stop and rest, and as they got in the car to return to the hotel, Ollie couldn't hide that he was worried.
'Are you sure you're ok?' He asked, glancing over at her slightly as she ran her hand over her bump.
'Yeah, just uncomfortable' she shuffled, still getting painful discomfort, but she didn't think anything of it. She had had braxton hicks on an off for the last few weeks, and yes, they were slightly more uncomfortable now than before, but it made sense to her that they would, somehow.
Ollie tried not to worry, but when they got back to the hotel, Zosia couldn't stand sitting down for too long as it was too uncomfortable, so she began to pace around the room in an attempt to soothe the weird sensations she was feeling. 'Why don't you try and have a bath if it's muscular, or bean might just be sitting in a nerve or something. It'll help you both relax' he suggested, not really knowing what he was talking about, but Zosia nodded all the same. As she turned to go and run a bath at Ollie's suggestion, she felt a stronger pain but carried on anyway. However, just before she entered the bathroom, she gasped.
'Oh no...'
'What is it?' Ollie asked, hardly looking up from his iPad.
'Ollie my waters just broke' she panicked as another stronger pain took over. Ollie looked up, raised an eyebrow, and laughed.
'I'm not falling for that again' he laughed, but then his face dropped when he saw how pale and scared Zosia looked.
'No Ollie I'm serious, my waters definitely just broke' she panicked. Ollie leapt up and hurried over to the other side of the room. He was desperately hoping that this was one of her practical jokes and she had become better at acting in the past 2 weeks, but when he saw her leggings soaked, and how scared she looked, he realised they were in trouble. She was only 34 weeks...