What if

Chapter 20

Lucy's pov
8 weeks pregnant.
Scan day.
"You ready babe to go see my baby?"
"Yeah I cant wait to finally see our baby babe"
"What did you just say"
"What?"
He grabs me by the neck pinning me against the wall, my heart drops.
"Did you say our baby?!" He growls
"Yeah" i mutter
" I told you when I got you pregnant that it's my baby. MINE!" He slaps me across the face, my cheek starts stinging.
I nod at him and he lets go, I drop to the floor and a tear rolls down my face.
"Babe I'm sorry.." i mutter out as he takes a hold of my hand lifting me up.
"I'm sorry too, I just feel like you forget it's my baby. Just because you're carrying it doesn't mean it isn't mine! I told you once you was pregnant you was mine babe"
"I know the baby is yours, and I know I'm yours. I'm not going anywhere"
"We're for life right?" He says in this condescending tone.
"Yeah, me you and your baby"
"Good, now let's go to the hospital babe"
"Okay"

Tim's pov
"Hey Angela you riding solo?" I ask her as I see her walk down towards the shops.
"Yeah Lucy is at the hospital today"
"Why?"
"Tim you know it's her first scan today, whatever issue you two had the other week, you need to sort it. It's unbearable being around you both"
"There wasn't an issue"
"Really?"
"Yes why?"
"You was in a mood with her when she came into your office, I saw you. Then as she walks out you try grabbing her hand so clearly there was some sort of disagreement."
"It wasn't a disagreement. I was letting her know I'm here for her"
"Why would you do that? You think she's lying about teasing you with the signs?"
"Maybe ange I don't know. I was pissed off at first that she was pregnant..."
"Why because you have feelings for her?"
"No because she wouldn't have planned to get pregnant as a rookie. We spoke on her first day about her future as I asked her my usual question of why do you want to be a cop"
"Life happens"
"But he said the baby was planned"
"Tim whether the baby was planned or not it doesn't change anything. Whether you and I think she's happy in that relationship doesn't matter. It doesn't change anything. She has to come to us. Look try again in a couple of weeks and see what she says. Just don't push her and make it worse"
"I hate seeing her so unlike herself"
"I know Tim but a lots happened to her you know that. A rookie is hard enough, then the whole Caleb thing, her parents. Then she got with Chris and was engaged and moved in pretty quick. Now she's pregnant, maybe it's just a lot right now. She might be okay when the baby comes. I know that me and Wesley was a nightmare with each other when I was pregnant with Jack"
"Yeah maybe you're right. I know how much she trusted me after Caleb, if she was in need of help she would have come to me"
"Just be there for her Tim"
"I will ange. I'll pull her for a chat in a couple of weeks."

Lucy's pov
"Miss Lucy Chen" the doctor calls out.
I immediately stand up and Chris grabs my hand. We walk into this room, she gestures me to lay down on the bed.
"Okay, so how far along do we reckon we are?"
"8 weeks" Chris replies back before I can even say a word.
"Okay, when did you find out?"
"This morning" Chris says.
Why is he saying this morning.. I've known for two weeks.
"Okay, let's start. Now this may feel cold on your skin" the doctor says as she rolls up my top, putting some of the gel on my stomach.
Chris grabs a hold of my hand. I just look at the screen in front of me.
Do i want to hear a heartbeat and know that it wasn't a false positive? Yeah part of me does but part of me doesn't.
There it is. The heartbeat.
"A very strong heartbeat" the doctor says smiling.
"Baby looks around as you say 8 weeks and 5 days, I'll do a blood test to make sure blood levels are all okay but I'm happy"
"Thank you"
She wipes the gel off my stomach, I put my top back down. The nurse comes in and takes my blood, and the doctor hands me two scan photos.
Chris immediately takes them off me, I look at him confused.
"I wanted to look at my baby" he says in a snarky tone.
I don't say anything, it's not worth the hassle. I just sit there with my hand on my stomach.
"Ive got the results back" the doctor says as she walks back in.
"Everything looks good, iron levels are slightly low so make sure we're eating plenty of red meats."
"Thank you, am I okay to keep being on patrol?" I ask her.
"Yeah, just take lower risk calls for now, we will monitor you" she says as she leaves.

Chris looks at me, he hands the scan photos and then grabs my hand, we walk out of the hospital.
He doesn't say a word the whole way out, till we get into the car.
I wish he would, the silence is somehow worse than the stuff he would be saying to me.
"She tells you that your iron levels are low and all you care about is that shitty job?" He snaps at me as he starts the car.
"Most pregnant women's iron levels are on the lower side, I will eat red meat it will be fine."
"Then you'll get fat, and you didn't answer my question about the job"
"I'm gonna get fat because I'm carrying your baby, and it's my job. It's my career, I was making sure I wasn't putting your baby in danger"
"Oh so now it's my fault you're fat and that you're going to get fatter? You only want that job so you can be close to Tim"
"I'm not saying it's your fault. Babe I promise. I don't even see Tim, he doesn't work with me. I'm with Angela."
"Sure you don't work with him"
"I don't, I asked to have a different TO"
"Did you actually?"
"Yeah I did, please can you drop this, I'm at work now and I don't want to leave things between us like this"
"Okay babe, I'm sorry I'm trying to change"
"I know, it'll take time" I say as i place his hand on my stomach. "Your baby needs you to"
He smiles and then I get out of the car and head into the station.