Nick was ecstatic. He sprang from the sofa and held her – the tightest he ever had before.

"This is amazing baby." He mumbled against her soft hair, the smell of her favourite shampoo playing games with him as the scent travelled up his nose. "It's fantastic.." He whispered lifting a hand to wipe his few tears away.

"You're not crying are ya Tilsley?" She shifted her head to look at him, smiling as she saw his cheeks dampened by the trail of his tears. "You're softer a teddy bear y'know. But it's fine you can be my teddy bear, my Nicky bear." She smiled again, a heat-melting giggle sounding from deep inside her as she watched him try and ease his crying.

"I just can't believe it." He laughed a little, it still didn't seem real. "It hasn't ever crossed my mind. I know you've been feeling off these past few days, but Carla I would never of expected this!" He smiled holding her tightly in his arms. She smiled to and leaned into kiss him gently. "I wasn't aware you were wanting to try for one."

"This isn't planned silly, it's the fault of those condoms ya buy. Tickletastic yes they certainly were, protectiontastic unfortunately no."

"Oh the condoms, is that who we're blaming." He raised his eyebrows, his hands dropping to her bum which he ever so gently slapped. "I didn't see you throwing a fit at the time. You were over the moon when I mentioned they were strawberry tasting, maximum pleasure, real feel."

"Hmm that was another thing, they were most definitely not strawberry tasting."

"Ohh I remember." He teased, pulling her in between his legs. "So go on, how long have I got to start drastically saving? I expect you'll be wanting designer baby everything."

She giggled twisting in his legs awkwardly. "C'mon, I want to show you." She said pulling his hand towards the bedroom.

"Should I be worried?" He asked, his hand covering his eyes as she led him to their room.

"Well it depends what you mean by worried. Look." She commanded. Nick moved his had so he could see again. They were stood in front of Carla's wall length mirror, her top was lifted up, showing the gentle rise of a baby bump.

"Shit.." He mumbled, gazing at what he saw. He gently moved his hand from hers to the slightly large bump of their baby, he felt his tears start to form again.

"It's four months.." She turned to look at him. "You're not annoyed are ya?" Her hand reached to his neck, where she tugged lightly on the ends of his short hair.

"No, no not annoyed, just shocked. Shocked in myself for not noticing sooner."

"Mmm don't say that, if I didn't know how were you too?" She turned her head further, leaning up to kiss him.

"So you've not known for long ey?" He asked, bowing his head to return the kiss. "Come sit down, we'll talk about this properly." He asked indicting to the bed just a few feet away.

"Nah only a few days." She replied shuffling along the bed to be beside him. "At first I thought it was stress and that was why things weren't working as they should be.." Nick nodded and held her tightly. "And then I started putting on a tone of wait, really quickly. And then there was the morning sickness and the really really weird cravings for jam on crumpets. I don't even like crumpets." Nick laughed, planting another kiss upon her head.

"You haven't been that sick 'ave yah" He exclaimed, his face now a picture of concern rather than happiness.

"Just the odd day, it's usually when I get to work though." She reached for his hand, bringing it towards her stomach. "Keep it there."

"You shouldn't of stayed in work then. I'd of taken the days off with you, ya know that right?" She nodded smiling.

"It didn't ever get that bad – honestly!" She whined. She loved how caring he would get, but sometimes it drove her crazy.

"So." Nick said quickly changing the subject. "Wedding before baby or after?"