Three Whole Words Only Eight Letters Long (Sequel to LCDD)

Chapter 88- Epilogue II

Note: Soo hellooo my fellow awesome people!! First of all thank you to those who commented on the last upload. Girls your comments really made my day and I couldn't stop smiling when I read them all so thank you so much for your feedback!! As a reward here is the next upload so I hope that you enjoy these chapters as well :) So please vote and comment and fan (if you want because I would really appreciate it) and if you feel like it check out some of my other works and let me know what you think of those? Pretty please?

Okay so, I've recently finished catching up on season 7 of Supernatural since I missed the last ten or so episodes when it came out in the UK on tv and I know some of you watch it so if you do I'm interested to know the following:

Who is your favourite character(s) in general?

Who is your favourite Winchester brother?

What is your favourite season(s)?

Not to sway you but my answers would be Bobby and Castiel. My favourite Winchester is Sam, sorry but holy crap he is HOT!! And my favourite seasons would have to be... hmm maybe seasons 3, 4 and 5? Not sure about that.

So yeah let me know because I have a thing for Supernatural again at the moment, probably because two of my friends went to the event thing they had in Birmingham and they met MISHA FREAKING COLLINS AND MARK SHEPHARD!! (err they are Castiel and Crowley in case you don't know their real names) so yeah, that is all. ENJOY!!

--Laura :D

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I gripped the arm of the couch and awkwardly pushed myself to my feet, my huge stomach making it hard to do so since it was hard to manoeuvre, especially when I couldn't see my feet but I rubbed my stomach fondly as I carefully made my way into the kitchen.

     I was eight months pregnant with my second child and just like when I was pregnant with Louise I'd been scared all through my pregnancy. After my car accident thirteen years ago, I'd been told by the doctor that I would never conceive and if by some miracle I did, then I would never be able to carry my baby. He'd been right about that though, I'd had two miscarriages before falling pregnant with Louise and after I'd managed to carry her through to the fourth month I started to feel better knowing that there might be a chance she could live- although I didn't know Louise was a she at the time of course- since I'd lost my last two babies after two and a half months. But after I'd been pregnant for seven months with Louise, I started to have problems. I had contractions into the second week of my seventh month and those lead to Louise being premature as well as putting an incredible amount of pressure on my uterus. My periods had been much worse after having my daughter, they were heavier and more painful and despite the doctor's instructions I refused to have a hysterectomy to take out everything and when I fell pregnant again I'd been happy, only to lose that baby after the first month, but when I fell pregnant eight months ago I'd squealed in joy. Both myself and my husband had been happy when this baby had made it to the fourth month and after telling Louise- who knew I was pregnant but was upset in case I lost this baby too- that there may be a chance she became a big sister, well she had cried for a whole day out of pure happiness. I'd never seen anything like it, but I knew that she wanted to have a sibling so badly, but we'd given up trying because I couldn't take the heartbreak if I'd lost a fourth baby. Losing one baby the first time around had hurt too much.

     I walked into the kitchen and saw that Oli was standing next to the oven.

"Hey Oli" I smiled and he turned around to look at me.

"Lizzie!" he exclaimed, a grin spreading across his face as he hurried around the island and captured me in a warm embrace. I hugged him back just as tightly and he kissed my head before pulling back.