"How'd the hospital appointment go?" Asked Martin, hearing the front door open as he lay on the carpet playing with Martha.
He looked up as Emily walked through the threshold. Her eyes were dark and slightly reddened, she didn't reply.
Martha ran up to her and wrapped her arms around Emily's now slim waist.
Martin glared into her eyes in worry.
"Emma?" Asked Martin, standing up.
"I think it's almost time you went to bed, sweetheart." Said Emily, gulping. "Can you..?"
Martin nodded, "sure." He looked down to Martha, picking her up.
"Come on Mighty Martha!" He exclaimed with as much energy he could muster.
After putting Martha to bed he closed the door to see Emily sitting on the bottom step covering her eyes with her hands. Martin sat down beside her and stroked her back.
"I lost the baby." She whispered, burying her head into Martin's chest.
Martin couldn't find the words to say to to her, he embraced, kissing her forehead and closing his eyes.

"Sir.."

At 3am Martin tip-toed downstairs and looked into Emily's handbag, wanting to know exactly what happened.
He took out the first papers he could find.
EMILIA JANE MCCAFFERSON
ABORTION RECORD
DATE: 12/09/17

"Sir, wake up."

Martin dropped the piece of paper onto the ground, his jaw shaking and his stomach dropping. He needed to get of here. He ran outside the house in tears, running along the streets as fast as he could. Just when he thought his whole world was back together he was betrayed.
Martin knew he looked stupid, running around the streets in the early hours of the morning in his bare feet.

"Sir, please wake up."

The world was quiet, the only thing that Martin could hear was the slap of his feet on the tarmac and the smooth hushing of the tide.
He ran to the pier, and he didn't feel out of breath, he had tears around his face. He sat on the wall beside the sea, remembering Martha and Emily playing down by the beach, making sand castles.
He wasn't sure if he wanted to see Emily ever again. He couldn't face seeing her. Both of them wanted another baby- she was so happy when she announced that she was pregnant.

"Wake up, sir!"

Martin took a deep breath before standing up and diving into the dark freezing sea.

Martin woke up immediately to the feeling of water being splashed over him.
"Why didn't you wake up?!" Yelled Cloda.
"W-what?" Questioned Martin, wiping the water off of his hair.
"We were calling you!"
"Sorry.." Sighed Martin, taking a deep breath and recalibrating his mind.
"Are you okay?" Asked Jemma, looking to Martin.
Looking down, Martin wiped the tears from his cheeks, "yeah- sorry.."
"Can we go and check on Ryan?" Asked Lucy.
"Yeah- what time is it?" Asked Martin.
"Half eight."
"Right." He muttered, picking up his bag and slipping on his jeans.
Martin looked around the van, "where's Ollie?"
"Here." Sighed a voice. Martin saw him sitting on the passenger seat, looking down at his phone.
"You look exhausted." Said Martin.
"I'm fine." Ollie replied.
Martin nodded, opening up the sliding door and walking out towards the entrance to the hospital.
He walked inside into the ward to Ryan's cubical where he saw Zoe fast asleep in the chair beside the bed.
Ryan was awake, when he saw Martin he set his phone down and his mouth gradually formed into a smile.
"Oh my god, Ryan." Sighed Martin, smiling and walking over to him and hugging him.
"Would you look at that, here I am." Said Ryan, patting Martin's back.
Martin looked over to Zoe who remained fast asleep.
"She hasn't had a lot of sleep. She was awake at five am." Said Ryan.
"Jeez." Sighed Martin, looking back to Ryan, "are you alright?"
"I just feel a bit drunk." He muttered,
"You're on a couple steroids and anti epileptic stuff- I'm no expert." Said Martin.
"How's my head looking?" He asked,
"Eh- it's certainly a look." Martin felt slightly nauseous looking a The tubes and stitches on Ryan's shaved head.
"I'm sorry." Said Ryan, "I'm a huge set back for you and the band- please, you can leave me here and you guys can continue on."
"Ryan we aren't moving a muscle without you." Said Martin, patting his shoulder before seeing Zoe open her eyes.
"Morning." Said Martin, taking her hand and kneeling beside her.
Zoe squinted her eyes open gradually, "Hey.." she moaned, looking up at her.
"If you two are gonna kiss- get out." Laughed Ryan, seeing Jemma, Cloda, Ollie and Lucy walk in. He was immediately drawn to Ollie's sunken eyes.
"Oh jeez Ollie how many hours sleep did you get?" Asked Ryan, raising his eyebrow in concern.
"None." Replied Ollie, wrapping his arms around his best friend.
"Go back up to that van and sleep." Ordered Ryan, "I've got some sedation pills and I'll make you use them."
"I'm not leaving you." Said Ollie.
Ryan sighed, giving a laugh, "you're too good to me, Oliver."
"Hey Ryan." Greeted Jemma, putting her hand on his arm.
"You need to get your boyfriend to bed." Said Ryan,
"Don't you think we're a bit young for that?" Laughed Jemma before leaning over and kissing his cheek, "I was worried about you."
"Now I'm worried about you!" Said Ryan.
"We're all a bunch of worriers aren't we?" Said Cloda, kissing Ryan's other cheek making him grin as she whispered, "we love you, Ryan."
They stepped away as Lucy took his hands,
"Nowhere left to kiss you." Said Lucy, stroking his cheek with her thumb.
"Somewhere in between?" Offered Ryan, smiling at her as she leaned in and kissed him on the lips, hearing the 'aww's protruding around them.
Martin pulled a chair over beside Zoe as she fell back asleep on his chest, he wrapped his arm around her neck and rested his head on her shoulder as if to protect her from everything.