Ollie sat leaning against the door in the girls' room with his hands pressed up against his face as if he was praying as the thought that Miss Flynn had probably lost her baby surrounded him.
"Ollie.. it's gonna be okay." Said Jemma, sitting down beside him and wrapping her arm around his shoulders, "Ryan's gonna keep taking the tablets-"
"I'm not worried about Ryan." Said Ollie, "he hit Miss really hard."
"Well.. surely she'll recover?"
Ollie ran his hands down his stressed face, "Do you know something that we don't?" Asked Jemma making eye contact with Ollie as Cloda walked in and looked worryingly at him.
"Yeah.. yeah I do." He said before standing up, "Give me a second."
Ollie walked outside the room door before he saw Ryan standing in the corridor.
They made direct eye contact and froze like ice.
"Y-you're supposed to stay in your room." Mumbled Ollie,
"I wanted to see if Miss is okay." Justified Ryan with bloodshot eyes.
"Well she's not. She was only trying to help you and you hit her." Said Ollie, sternly.
Suddenly another door opened and Martin's face protruded from the doorway.
Ollie looked over to him in dread, but Martin's eyes were focused on Ryan.
"I'm so sorry sir.." said Ryan, his eyes red and watering.
Martin shook his head, "sorry doesn't fix this."
"What else can I do?" Asked Ryan, wiping his brow as he cried, "can I at least apologise to her."
"Don't you dare go near her again." Threatened Martin, Ollie felt slightly sorry for Ryan,
"Sir... he is back now.. he's not dangerous." Said Ollie.
Martin leaned back against the wall of the room, his eyes heavy and dark, "she lost the baby."
Ryan leaned back against the opposite wall, "o-oh god... oh my god..." he muttered before scrambling back into his hotel room and closing the door.
Ollie looked up at Martin with huge pitiful eyes, "I am so sorry..."
"C-can you get everyone ready to go soon.. we've gotta drive down to Italy in about an hour." Said Martin,
"A-are you sure you're up to that? And- and are you sure that Miss is up to that?" Asked Ollie,
"No. We're not. And nor is Ryan. But you've got this stupid gig four hundred fucking miles away and I've gotta take you there!"
"Screw the gig then! Look after her!" Repelled Ollie,
"Natasha is expecting us there and therefore we've gotta be there!"
"Natasha is no more important than me or you!"
"Natasha is your future! I want you to have a future that I couldn't  give my own children!"
Ollie remained silent,
"Martha is just one of three children that I've lost in one year! Three children that I couldn't give a future! I'm not letting you five have a meaningless and worthless life like me!"
"Y-your life is not meaningless or worthless.." mumbled Ollie, looking up with almost fear at his teacher.
Martin sighed, turning away, "I need to end this.."
"End what?" Asked Ollie as Martin closed the door.
"Me."

Zoe lay on the bed with tears streaming down her face. Martin climbed into bed beside her and wrapped his arms around her stomach.
"It's gonna be okay." He whispered to her, kissing her neck.
"No it's not." She replied, letting the tears corrode her eyes.
"We can try for another one.. we're gonna be alright."
"We didn't even want a baby in the first place.. we're not even together.. this should be a blessing." Cried Zoë, "Just an hour ago I was ranting about how much I didn't wanna be a mother and now- Jesus I deserved this! I fucking deserved this!"
"No you didn't-"
"No, you didn't! You deserve all the happiness in the world but I just can't give that to you! I want to have a family with you! I want to run away with you! I want to buy a house, get married.. I want to love you how you deserve to be loved- and I love you, I love you so much-"
Martin cut her off by pushing his lips against hers, passionately kissing her and sliding his hand along her wet cheeks as he placed a leg either side of her body on the bed.
"Please don't leave me." She whispered as he began to fall asleep, kissing her neck.
"I'll never leave you." He replied.
"Promise me that."
"I promise, I'll never leave you." He said with honesty, kissing her once more on the lips.
As they lay together the door was constantly knocking, but Martin had fallen asleep.

Zoe slowly stepped out of bed, feeling her lower abdomen churn in the pain.
She pulled on one of Martin's jumpers that lay on the floor as her shirt had been covered in blood.
Slowly, she made her way over to the door, opening it and walking out into the corridor where she saw Ollie and Lucy leaning against the wall, talking unenthusiastically till they saw Zoe enter.
"H-Hey..." began Ollie, not knowing what to ask or what to say, he knew better than to ask if she was okay- of course she wasn't, she lost her baby.
"I-is Ryan still in there?" She asked with a broken and hollow voice.
"Yeah... you're not gonna go in there are you?" Asked Ollie.
"He took the tablets, right? So he's better now.." said Zoe,
"D-Do you want us to come in too?" He offered, but she shook her head and walked into Ryan's room, seeing him sitting on the bed, his hands over his eyes which were coated with tears.
"Hey Ryan.." she sighed,  looking over at him with fear building in her stomach.
"Y-you should leave.. I don't wanna hurt you." Mumbled Ryan, feeling stressed.
"You're not gonna hurt me. You never hurt me, you were a completely different person." She told him, sitting down beside him.
Ryan covered his mouth as more tears streamed from his eyes, "M-miss I'm so so sorry." He cried, "I thought I had changed.. I- I thought I could stop myself from being like that without the drugs.. please send me home.. don't forgive me, I don't deserve to be forgiven."
"Yes you do." Said Zoe, wrapping one arm around his shoulder and embracing him.
"I don't think that Mr McCafferson will ever forgive me."
"Mr McCafferson is tired and upset, give him some time." Said Zoe, rubbing his back.
Ryan nodded, feeling incredibly guilty as Zoe hugged him, he knew he'd never be able to forgive himself.