"Ricky…" Brax's voice shouted through the maternity ward as I waited for my ultrasound

"I thought I told you not to call him" I sighed, turning to look at Bianca

"Your phone rang whilst you were being checked. I couldn't ignore it" she informed me

I swallowed a lump in my throat as Brax came bursting through the doors and hurried over to us… "I'm fine"

"Are you sure? Have you been told that?" he questioned

"Well no, but I feel okay" I replied

"That doesn't mean you're okay though, does it? How long have you been waiting?" he asked

"Half-an-hour since my check" I informed him as he stood up… "Brax, just sit down!"

I sighed heavily and ran my hands over my face as he made his way to the reception desk…

BRAX'S POV:

"Yes, Sir?" a receptionist asked

"My partner, Erica Sharpe, she needs to be examined now" I informed her

"Is she in any severe pain or suffering any bleeding?" she questioned

"No, but…" I began

"Then she'll have to wait. I'm sure she'll be called in soon" she replied "please take a seat"

"Brax, just do as she says" Ricky begged

Glancing between the receptionist and Ricky, I sighed heavily and moved to sit on her other side, entwining my hand with hers…

RICKY'S POV:

Twenty minutes later I was called in for my ultrasound. Climbing up onto the bed, I lifted my shirt as the midwife squirted some gel onto my stomach…

"Okay, let's take a look, shall we?" she suggested

I nodded my head, signalling yes, pursing my lips together as she rolled the stick over my stomach...

"Here we go" she informed us a minute or two later

I gasped, Brax's hand tightening in my grasp as the midwife turned the screen to us…

"Is he or she okay?" I asked

"Fine" she replied "healthy and happy, with ten fingers and ten toes"

"Are you sure?" Brax questioned

"I'm sure" she informed us "now, Miss. Sharpe, are you in any pain?"

"I'm getting the odd twinge but nothing substantial" I admitted

"That'll be the aftershock of the fall" she explained "but I will prescribe some painkillers just in case the pain does continue. If it carries on for more than a week or you experience any bleeding or anything you're concerned about, come back and see us"

"I will" I assured her "this one will make sure of it"

"It's normal to be protective" she admitted as she wiped the gel from my stomach "if you'd like to wait in reception, I'll get your painkillers and scan pictures"

"Thank you" Brax and I replied in unison as he helped me down from the bed

BRAX'S POV:

"Ric, I'm so sorry" Heath sighed as we walked into the house

"What for?" she questioned

"Mum and what she did. How you doing? Are you okay?" he inquired

"You told Heath too?" she inquired, turning to Bianca who'd followed us inside

"He rang and asked where I was, I couldn't lie" she admitted

Ricky chuckled and shook her head… "I'm fine"

RICKY'S POV:

After Casey had been put to bed, Brax, Heath, Bianca and I settled down with a takeaway in front of the TV and were halfway through a sports programme when a knock at the front door sounded…

"Get that, Heath" Brax stated

"You're nearest. You get it" he proclaimed

"Boys" I sighed, standing up and making my way to the front door, pulling it open… "Cheryl"

"What the hell are you doing here?" Brax questioned, both he and Heath jumping up and making their way over to me

"I came to apologise" she admitted

"I thought I told you to not bother coming back?" I inquired, raising an eyebrow at her

"I had to know you were alright" she informed me

"I'm fine, thank you for asking" I replied

"Was that everything?" Brax asked, placing his hand on my lower back as one gripped the top of the door tightly

"And I also came to say I'm revoking my challenge for your guardianship of Casey" she informed us

"Good to hear you've come to your senses" he admitted

"Now was that everything?" Heath inquired

Cheryl nodded her head, signalling yes… "You won't be hearing from me again"

"Good riddance" Brax replied, shutting the door on her, leading me back to the sofa

An hour or so later I made my way out of mine and Brax's en-suite bathroom and climbed into bed beside him, sorting out my pillows before lying back… "Did we do the right thing?"

"What do you mean?" he questioned

"Being so harsh on your Mum" I replied "do you think we were too abrupt with her?"

"Ric, she could've made you miscarry our baby" Brax sighed, sitting up "that woman is out of our lives and it's been a long time coming"

"Do you really mean that?" I inquired "are you sure you're not going to regret your child not having a grandmother?"

He swallowed a lump in his throat and I raised an eyebrow at him… "Exactly. Goodnight"

Ultimatum or what…? How can Ricky be so calm after what Cheryl could've done to her?