Levi's POV...

The medical assistant just finished drawing up Charlotte's blood. It's a wonder how her tiny body has anymore to give.

As soon as she stands up from the exam table, I grab her by the wrist and pull her down onto my lap, making her squeal.

My hands cup her soft face and I smash my lips to hers. I figure we have a few minutes before someone walks into the room again. "I love these lips," I trace over them with my thumb before kissing her again. She giggles.

"I have a good feeling about your tests today," I tell her.

"You do huh?" She smiles then runs her fingers through my hair because she knows how much I like when she does that.

"Yes! We deserve some good news don't you think," I brush a piece of her hair behind her ear. "Yes we do," she agrees.

The Doctor opens the door and Charlotte leaps up off my lap like we are a couple of teenagers who've been caught in the act. It makes me laugh.

She takes the seat next to me and I hold her hand, lacing our fingers together and squeezing just enough that she knows I'm here for her, no matter what.

We watch in anticipation as the doctor flips through some papers. We patiently wait while he rubs his jaw, staring at the results. "So three days ago your progesterone was at an 8," he strokes his jaw again "Looks like today you are at a 10 and you're 9.5 weeks along. The target level is a 10 starting at 9 weeks."

What the fuck is he even saying. Charlotte gives him a nod showing she probably understands.

He finally looks up at both of us and smiles. "Everything is looking good!"

Shit! Was he trying to give me a heart attack, start with that last part next time Doc!

"I'd like for you to continue with the injections nightly and come back for bloodwork in 7 days this time."

He notices my puzzled look; he did just tell us everything looks fine right?

"The shots are working, so we are going to keep doing what we're doing so you're progesterone reaches 40 at eleven weeks," he clarifies.

"Thank you Dr. Jefferies," Charlotte seems pleased while I have a million questions.

After he leave the room, I remain sitting in the chair another minute. The Doc gave me a small scare, so of course my nerves resemble the engine of an old car. Reminding me that even my right side isn't as 'normal' as I think it to be. Hence why I always bring these damn crutches here with me.

Charlotte doesn't rush me though, she's accustomed to my body's constant fight or flight response. So, she places a comforting hand on my thigh and waits for me to stand up.

"Do you need me to do anything?" She asks when I get to my feet, securing my arms into my crutches. "Um, yeah... can you keep your hand on my back please, while we walk to the jeep?"

She smiles and places a hand to my lower back. I'm not afraid to ask for her help. I need her and she's never given me a reason to be ashamed of that. I only wish that I didn't need the help all the time. I've never been one in need of anything until my injury, so I'm at a constant struggle with myself now.

Once in the jeep, we make the trek to Logan airport to pick up the lads. One look in the backseat and I hope they didn't bring a lot of luggage.

Following a load of hugs and joyous banter, we finally arrive back at our flat. Landon tosses his bag into the guest room while Mark makes himself at home on the couch.

"This place is brilliant!" Landon shouts from his room and then takes himself on a tour. "When I need the loo, I'm using yours, the tub's bloody huge!" We all laugh together.

"The lads are going out tonight Charlotte, I hope you don't mind us snagging my mate here away for a bit," Landon slaps my shoulder.

"Jake's coming too and Krysta has already agreed to hang out with you," he smiles proudly like he's already won any foreseeable argument about it.

"Geeze, thanks Landon, I didn't know you needed to arrange for me to hang out with a friend," she rolls her eyes with sarcasm.

"I still can't believe you two are having a baby! I'm going to be Uncle Landon!"

"I think he's had too much caffeine on the flight here," Charlotte whispers to me and I laugh in agreement.

"I'm going to use the loo and change into different clothes then," I inform everyone.

"There's beer in the fridge, help yourselves," I hear Charlotte say as she follows me into our bedroom.

I sit down onto the bed and unconsciously rub my thighs. "Should I take my crutches tonight?" I'm not sure what will be better. I'm sure they will try and get me pissed drunk, crutches will be more of a hazard at that point. I probably should take it easy on the drinks.

Charlotte takes a seat next to me. "That's up to you. How are you feeling?"

My hand immediately begins rubbing into my right hip. "The area you stretched here earlier is sore and my back is tight," I may as well be honest.

"Take off your brace and lay down, we can do a quick stretch and massage, that will help," she instructs.

I do as she says and embrace the feeling of her small fingers digging into my muscles.  The massage and stretching really does help but what I need to curb the edge is another pain pill Lance's hook up gave me. They seem to work but I'm finding that taking one a day doesn't cut it anymore, and having to take another in the evening does the trick.

I use the loo, pop back a pain pill, and change into different clothes while Charlotte's in the kitchen entertaining the lads. One crutch tonight seems like a good compromise. That way I'll have a free hand, makes things easier.

Krysta is already drinking wine on the couch with Charlotte when I enter the living room. Charlotte stands up to kiss me and then whispers into my ear that she'll be ready and waiting for me to come home. What she has me imagining forces me to have to adjust my pants.

"I won't make you wait too long," I gladly promise her.

"Have fun!" the girls squeak in unison.

We make it to the first pub and one drink later, I'm already lit. Fuck, why am I such a light weight all of the sudden?

Thankfully Landon was already too knackered to stay for more drinks, and Mark didn't want a hangover tomorrow while he works to secure me an audition. Mark decided to start off small, find me a commercial first. I'll take what I can get.

Krysta texted Jake that she's back at their flat so he goes straight there when we get back.

"I'm here for a month, so plenty of time for more drinks," Landon pats my back and makes a beeline to his bed.

"I'll be out of here early in the morning, I have a few meetings. We can catch up at lunch?" Mark says.

"Yeah, sounds good mate."

It's great to have them both here. Mark is only staying a few days, I'm anxious for him to find something for me. Landon is here for the entire month of August though. I miss the lad, it's time we properly catch up. Having them around will be a much needed distraction from all the stress Charlotte and I have going on. I think Charlotte needs Landon here as much as I do. Those two have become great friends over the last year. I'm going to ask Charlotte if we can make him our baby's godfather.

Once I enter our bedroom and close the door behind me, I lean my crutch against the wall and sit on the bed to remove my brace. I'm trying not to wake Charlotte, but she sneaks up behind me and tugs my shirt up over my head and throws in onto the floor. Her fingers graze down my back making my body erupt with goosebumps. "I've missed you," she says while leaning closer until I feel her tits brush my skin.

"Do you need me to help with those pants?" She asks while moving her naked body to face me. Her beautiful figure on full display kneeling down in front of my legs. I lift my rear slightly for her as she pulls my jeans down, all while being careful not to twist my left foot. She positions my foot correctly onto the floor and then brings both hands up my legs, stroking all the way up my thighs until I feel her fingers press into a pressure spot near my groin and my dick salutes her.

I catch the confident smile on her face just before she takes me into her mouth. She takes her time moving her tongue around and flicking the spot just under my tip. I thrust deeper into her mouth as her lips pucker tightly around my shaft and her head begins moving up and down in a pleasurable rhythm. My fingers grip the sheets as I moan, "fuck Charlotte, that feels so good."

Her beautiful eyes look up at me while her mouth is wrapped around my cock, and it's hot as hell.

She releases me from her lips and stands up. My hands move to her breasts which are mere inches from my face. I cup them in my palms and rub my thumbs over her hard nipples.

Before I get the chance to do anything else, she pushes me back onto the bed. "I want you right now," she sweetly demands. She's in charge tonight.

I grab my left leg first, lifting it onto the bed before pulling my body up to my pillows. She doesn't mind the extra minute I spend situating my legs properly, thankfully that process doesn't kill the mood either. Sex can be tricky for us sometimes when my limbs don't want to cooperate or decide to spasm, but we always make it work.

She climbs up on top of me until we are skin to skin and I grab the back of her head, pulling her lips to mine. I devour her mouth, letting our tongues tangle.
"I can't wait any longer, I want you inside me," she breathes.

Her hand reaches down and I feel her glide my dick across her wetness, guiding it to her opening. I raise my hips up just enough to slide into her. As soon as I feel the warmth of her around me, a forceful urge erupts internally and I demand to feel every inch her on my body. I wrap my right leg around one of hers and with one hand I grip her ass, while my other arm wraps around her back, pulling her as close to me as possible. I burry my face into and kiss her neck as she grinds her pelvis, my cock moving in and out of her tight grip. Our breathing hot and heavy as we reach our climax together. 

The sexual tension has been building for a few days. We both needed this. The best kind of distraction.