Stef and Lena (MyLove)❤️

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LENA POV:

Although I didn't ask Stef why she wanted me to come back to the hospital I knew it wasn't for a good reason. Something must be wrong with frank.

I rushed through the entrance with fear. "I'm here to see frank" I say with loss of breath.

"Nurse!" The receptionist yells as his nurse wonders over. "She's here to see mr foster"

"Right, ok. This way" she leads me to his new changed room.

"Why has he been moved?" I question. I see he is in more of a risk ward where his health may be at risk.

"Well his heart is not getting any better, he is at high risk of another more life threatening heart attack, but we've explained it all to your wife." She said as we stopped outside his door.

I walk in and see Stef holding her fathers hand as he has all sorts of wires attached to him.

"How is he?" I ask, as Stef turns her head and sees me in the doorway. I can see in her eyes she's shredded a few tears while he's asleep.

"We don't exactly know yet. But it's not looking good, they've done some tests and we're just waiting for results" she Replies as she stands up and wipes her sweaty palms down her jeans. I could see deep through her eyes how hurt she's feeling, so I walk over and squeeze her tight as she cries harder than ever on my shoulder. "I don't want to lose him" she squirms out along with her deep cries.

"I know baby. I know" I companies running my soft palm down the back of her smooth hair.

As we hug a little while longer Sharon walks in. "This is really happening?" She questions.

"Mom, I'm sorry" Stef says as she lifts of my shoulder and onto her mothers.

"Hey, Hey. Sorry for what baby?" She asks with confusion as both Sharon and I know Stef has nothing to be sorry for.

"For Everything. Even though he gave up on me, I shouldn't have gave up on him too, I should have fought and proved a long time ago that Lena is perfect for me. And now she's 5 months pregnant and he won't even have chance to see my little cherub grow up. I should have made more of an effort" she cries onto her mother with these words.

"Hey, he will fight to see his little grandchild be born. And don't dwell on the past deer, focus on the days we have, now that you have connected again." Sharon replies.

"How do I do that in a hospital mom?"

"Just don't see him as a sick person like he says, he doesn't want any sympathy, so have a joke, play some games; watch baseball, anything to make him feel alive and happy" Sharon replies, but we all know that will be hard to do when he's in so much pain.

"Is there anything I can do?" I ask as my question breaks their hug and abort to the seats beside his bed.

"Being here is the most you could do for him." Sharon replies.

Not many words were spoken from this point onwards, we all looked at the floor until finally we heard frank stir awakening from his deep sleep. His head was facing me so I was the first he seen.

"Hey. You're better" he deeply groans hiding his pain.

"I am and you look good too" i smile in return showing as little sympathy as possible.

"I always look good" he chuckles lightly, "how's my little baby?" He asks looking to my stomach.

"She's good. She's finally moved" I sigh with relief shredding a smile.

"How far are you?" He asks referring to my pregnancy.

"5 months now. She's growing big" I reply as he smiles and turns to face Stef and Sharon.

"Sharon, what are you doing here?" He asks as he seems a little shocked.

"Frank. Your my ex husband, and I still have some love for you, but I'm here to make sure your at the end of your line, because I don't want to get my hopes up. I've got a lovely new black dress I'd just love to wear to your funeral" she jokes as he laughs holding his hand to his chest from the pain.

"MOM!" Stef shouts tapping her mother on the arm to indicate her harshness.

"I bet" frank laughs.

"No seriously. I hope you're well, and I do Erm... I guess I love you" Sharon says as hard as it may be for her to admit we all see how she feels about him. She's sat in his old jacket, which he soon notices.

"You too, and heyyy I've been looking for that jacket for years" he nags.

"I couldn't give it you back, do you want it now?" She asks holding it tight wrapping herself within.

"No, you look nice. Keep it"
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A/N: I'm sorry for the lack of updates, but I'm slowly getting there. How cute is this version of frank and Sharon but I intend of keeping their humour with them x

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