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Week 12


I wake up in the middle of the night with excruciating cramping in my stomach, I jump up scared that I'm starting to miscarriage.

I call Addison, not giving a damn about the time of night.

My babies mean more to me then her sleep does.

On the third ring she picks up, a groggy voice starts speaking,

"Charlotte I know I agreed to be your doctor but I didn't agree to you waking me up at 4 am, I have work tomorrow, have you forgotten?" Addison asks me, she's annoyed.

"I think I'm having a miscarriage"

20 minutes later I'm sat in addison's office, I reluctantly called Cooper, we may not be on speaking terms but their his babies too, he cares, I know he does.

"Charlotte your babies are fine, the cramping is probably from gas and your uterus expanding, I can get Pete to give you an hour a week or a few hours a week so you can relax without anything that can be harmful to either you or the babies" Addison says, I ignore the last part for now, my babies are okay, that's all that matters.

I've never been so relieved.

Another chapter is out

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