Shelagh had told her husband the day before. She had slept beautifully wrapped in her husbands arms, his hand stroking her abdomen. That was until he got called out at half six in the morning. Shelagh stayed in bed for another half an hour till she heard a noise from downstairs. She slowly got out of bed, put her glasses and slippers on and wrapped herself in her dressing gown. She looked into Angela's room to find her still fast asleep.
Shelagh padded down the stairs and to find Timothy,
"Morning Mum, made you a cup of tea-" Timothy said cheerfully till his mum dashed away into the bathroom. He ran after her and stood outside "Mum? Mum, you alright?" He asked worryingly through the door.
All Timothy could here was a muffled 'I'm fine' and the sounds of vomiting.
After a while, his step-mum emerged from the bathroom. Tim just stared at her extremely worried. All he could think about was the times his mum constantly threw up, he know realised it was a symptom of cancer. He also knows there is thousands of reasons she could be vomiting but Timothy panicked.
"I guess I should tell huh?" She smiled at him,
"Mum? What's wrong, you're scaring me!" Timothy was highly confused at the smile that was on his mother's face,
"Well I," Shelagh's hands dropped down to her stomach and Timothy's face lit up,
"But, it isn't poss- how- but-" he stammered and the flew his arms around his mum and he cried into her shoulder, drenching her dressing gown.
This was the day Timothy found out he was going to be an older brother again.
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Nun-Nurse: A series of one shots
FanficA series of one-shot based around Sister Bernadette and Shelagh Mannion Turner Originally posted on ao3 and ff.net Also, some are canon compliment while others not
