Chapter Three

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"What time is your scan?" Ethan whispered in my ear as I rummaged in the stock room.

"Half one, I've told Rita that I need to take my lunch then coz I have to be somewhere." I whispered back.

"Do you think you'll be able to make the appointment?" I added.

"Yeah I should do, but if not I'll ask Cal to cover for me." he said.

"I doubt he'll do that." I sighed.

"He owes me, I cover for him all the time." he stated.

"Don't worry, I'll be there." he added as he walked away.

I smiled at him, he was so cute, I had no idea what I'd do without him.

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I glanced at my watch and saw that it was approaching half one.

"I'm just going for lunch." I called to Rita as I quickly walked to the staff room.

I quickly changed my clothes and perched on one of the stools as I waited for Ethan. I glanced at the clock as time quickly passed. If he didn't hurry up, we were going to be late. I sighed and stood up, he obviously wasn't coming. I jumped as I almost walked into him in the doorway.

"Sorry I'm late, I had to help in resus." he stated.

"We're going to be late." I told him nervously.

"It's fine." he said as he took my hand and we walked towards the elevator.

"Don't you need to change?" I asked.

"Nah it's fine." he grinned.

"Let's take the stairs." I suggested.

"It's good exercise." I added.

He looked at me and laughed.

"It is, I don't want to get fat!" I protested as he continued laughing.

"You do realise how pregnancy works right?" he chuckled.

"You are going to get 'fat'." he added.

"Don't remind me." I sighed.

He rolled his eyes and chuckled.

"When do you think we should tell people?" he asked me.

"I don't know, maybe once I start to show." I suggested.

"I guess that's a good idea, they say the first three months are the most unpredictable." he agreed.

"We do need to come up with a plan though." I sighed.

"Well I've been thinking that I can bring forward my exams." he suggested.

"Do you feel ready for them?" I asked.

"Yeah I do and also I thought that if I pass and become a registrar, I'll be earning more money." he said happily.

"If that's what you want to do." I said.

"I'll just have to do a lot of revision and hope for the best." he said quietly.

"When is the exam?" I asked him.

"In about a month." he answered.

"Wow, Ethan is that going to be enough time?!" I exclaimed.

"I hope so." he smiled.

We stopped talking as we eventually reached the maternity reception desk.

"Hi, my name is Emma Hardy, I have an appointment at half one." I told the receptionist.

"Just take a seat for a moment." she smiled.

I smiled at her and sat down with Ethan. I glanced at him as he took my hand and squeezed it gently.

"Are you nervous?" he asked.

"Nope." I said quietly.

"Do you want to know the sex?" I asked him.

"I haven't really thought about it." he admitted.

"Because they will probably ask." I said.

"How do you feel about it?" he asked me.

"I'd quite like to know, then we can be prepared." I sighed.

"This way please." a nurse called as she gestured for us to follow her.

She led us into a room.

"If you could just lay down on the bed and lift your shirt up." she told me.

"Are you the father?" she asked as Ethan sat on the chair next to the bed.

"I hope so." he grinned.

She blushed and looked between the two of us.

"Ethan!" I exclaimed.

"He's kidding." I told her.

She smiled and looked relieved.

"This might be a bit cold." she warned me as she placed some gel on my stomach.

I watched as she picked up the ultrasound probe and moved it around, searching for my baby. I jumped slightly as I heard a heartbeat. I stared at our baby on the screen and gasped. Suddenly everything felt real.

"Is everything okay?" Ethan whispered.

"Yep everything looks fine, it looks like you are about fourteen weeks." she stated.

"Wow." I breathed.

"So you will be due on the 3rd of August." she told us.

"Would you like to know what you are having?" she offered.

"It's a girl." Ethan whispered as he looked closely at the screen.

She glanced at him and nodded. I reached over and squeezed his hand as we both stared at the screen.

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