Without You

twenty.

It's the small groan which catches her attention and causes her to lift her head off the edge of the bed.

'Wilmer...' She whispers softly and his grip on her hand tightens slightly. Leaning over she hits the button to signal the nurses as Wilmer stares up at her; his eyes wide and terrified.

'You're okay... Don't panic, baby. You're okay.' She says as a nurse rushes into the room.

'Is something wrong, Mrs Valderrama?' The nurse asks.

'He's waking up.' Demi replies.

'Okay; I need to ask you to step outside for a moment while we do some checks.' The nurse says and Demi nods her head.

'I'll be back in a few minutes, baby.' Demi says kissing Wilmer's hand before letting go off it. She makes her way out to the corridor and watches as numerous doctors rush into the room.

'Demi? What's going on?' Kelsey asks.

'H-He's waking up. They've got to do some checks but he's waking up.' Demi replies smiling.

'I told you he'd be okay.' Marissa says and Demi sighs.

'We don't know he's okay.' Demi replies.

'But he's waking up, Dems. That's the first step, isn't it?' Marissa says wrapping her arm around the brunette's shoulders.

****

'You sure know how to give me a fright.' Demi says smiling slightly as she makes her way over to the bed where Wilmer is now propped up against some pillows.

'I'm sorry.' He says groggily.

'I'm just glad you're okay. How are you feeling?' She asks sitting down on the edge of the bed.

'Sore.' He replies.

'Oh, baby... We'll need to get you back home so you can recover.' She says running her finger down her cheek.

'Home?' He asks and she nods her head.

'You can't be staying in a hotel after this. I know we're not 100% yet and if you want me to sleep in the spare room then that's okay but I'd like to have you home where I can look after you.' She replies causing him to smile slightly.

'Okay; you don't have to sleep in the spare room. We've been sleeping in the same bed here, haven't we?' He says.

'I just don't want to push you.' She admits and he shakes his head.

'I want to be there.' He says.

_____

'I've been given six weeks off work; they're going to somehow write me out of a few episodes.' Wilmer says as Demi rests her head against the bed.

'That's good... I think I need to see if a doctor here will check me out.' She replies quietly as she glances up at him.

'What? Why?' He asks.

'I've been having these back aches for like hours now and I just feel like I should make sure the baby is okay.' She replies and he nods his head.

'I don't know if they'll let me come with you.' He says.

'It's okay, I'll just go on my own and then come back to you.' She replies standing up. Grabbing hold of her hand he pulls her closer to him and gently squeezes her hand.

'Hey... Everything will be okay. We've made it past twelve weeks, everything will be fine.' He says running his hand over her stomach.

****

'Thank you for this.' Demi says quietly and the nurse shakes her head as she runs the wand over Demi's stomach.

'Don't even worry about it. You've had a stressful time with everything your husband has been through and sometimes you do just need some reassurance; especially when you're having pains.' The nurse replies smiling as she turns the screen to face Demi.

'Your baby looks absolutely perfect. He or she is wriggling about in there.' The nurse says causing Demi to smile.

'Really?' Demi asks and the nurse nods her head.

'Yep. You've got one healthy little baby in there. If you look here baby appears to be hiding his or her face with their hands.' The nurse replies causing Demi to smile.

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'Well?' Wilmer asks as Demi makes her way back into the room.

'We've got one very wriggly little baby.' Demi replies placing her hand on her stomach causing him to smile.

'Oh thank god. I was so worried.' He says and she makes her way over. Sitting on the edge of the bed she leans forward and wraps her arms around him as tears fill her eyes.

'I thought I was going to lose you both.' She admits and he tightens his arms around her.

'I'm here and I'm not going anywhere.' He replies softly as she sobs into his shoulder. Kissing the top of her head he pulls her tightly against his side.

'I'm okay, baby's okay and we're going to be okay.' He says and she nods her head.

'How are your ribs?' She asks reaching up to wipe her cheeks.

'Sore but I'll be fine.' He replies linking his fingers through hers.

'We'll all be fine.' She says quietly.