Dirty Holiday - (18+) (COMPLETED)

It's in the DNA

Zofia's POV-

After the operation they'd kept an eye on me for a few days. Being at home with Gywenth was strange and I felt a sudden amount of happiness from having her company all the time; well when she was awake, she did love her sleep.

I wasn't alone with her struggling by myself. If Lucas wasn't over Xander would be, and mum was coming over tomorrow to visit ; she had visited me in hospital despite my first inclination however she cried most the time and held Gywenth even if it was in a way I imagined was extremely uncomfortable.

Any day now the DNA results of Gywenth would be in the post and we'd find out who was the father. Before her birth I wanted more than anything to know, but now everything was so settled I'd rather not know and keep the relationships the way they are.

I tried to limit stretching and moving too much but it was becoming increasingly difficult due to the mess everywhere, if it wasn't a pacifier on the side it was a colourful teddy or a packet of baby wipes. I can't wait to get back on my feet properly but at the moment the operation has made me a bit weak.

'Who's the cutest?' Xander gurgled over Gywenth laying on her play mat (which she had no idea how to play with but would stare at the funny coloured bumble bee for hours).

'Xander we've been over this, between you and Gywenth she has to be the cutest.' I joked.

'You're not pregnant anymore I won't take your crappy jokes I know you won't break me into two.' He laughed.

I rolled my eyes at him and folded some baby grows into a pile, she sure knew how to get messy, if she changed outfits this much as a teenager we were going to have a problem.

There was a knock at the door which sounded like Lucas's familiar rap. 'Come in! The doors unlocked!'

Sure enough Lucas walked in with two big bags of nappies.

'Awh good we needed more of those.' I grinned taking the nappies of Lucas and placing them near the changing mat.

'How does she go through so many?'

'Ah don't under estimate the power of the babies bowels, all that breast milk has to go somewhere.' I joked cringing at the thought of the last green poop I'd had to clean up.

'What does it taste like?' Lucas asked walking back to the door and plucking a stack of letters from the post box.

'Poop? I don't know luckily she's not managed to projectile shit near me. But see that brown-'

'No, breast milk?' Lucas grimaced as Xander chuckled.

'I'm assuming you two have both seen the legendary 'F.R.I.E.N.D.S' ?' Xander added before picking Gywenth up and cuddling her to his chest.

'Yes of course!' I remembered the episode where Ross freaked out about the others tasting Carole's breast milk.

'Friends?' Lucas asked, I couldn't help but stare at him with my mouth open, who hadn't seen friends let alone heard of it.

'Have you lived in a cardboard box all your life?!' Xander looked disappointed.

'Here use my laptop to find the episode online.' I put the laptop next to Xander and took Gywenth in my arms, I never got tired of looking at her.

'Oh, you have some post Zofia. As does the old tenant by the looks of it...' Lucas frowned passing me the letters and throwing the others to the side. I had a feeling one was the DNA results but I wasn't quite ready to find out yet so I put them on the coffee table on top of the baby books.