Ashley
I sit in the doctors office waiting for my 27 week scan, this is my first scan I've gone to alone but Joe was working and as understanding as Mr McMahon is he couldn't let Joe take any more time off. I hear my name get called over the machine and I stand up, my bump sticks out quite a lot now. I walk towards the room and I sit down on the bed.

"Hello again Ashley, you know the routine?"

I nodded and I pulled up my top, she placed the cold gel on and started to talk to me, I wasn't paying attention I was just focusing on the screen. My eyes still fill with tears when I see my little baby light up on the screen, I let out a breath of relief. I always feel so nervous when I have my scans, I can't breathe properly until I see my little boy. It's probably because I found out I was losing my baby around this time in my pregnancy, a single stray tear slips down my cheek and I wish Joe was here to wipe it away.

"All is looking good, your little man is making healthy improvements. I only have one concern, he's starting to get into the position to be born and you're only 27 weeks..."

I swallowed as I looked up at my midwife.

"I would like to perform a sweep just to make sure you aren't dilating, if that's okay?"

I nodded, I really need Joe right now. She pulls the curtain around me and hands me some hospital robes to change into, I quickly slipped into the robes and back onto the bed. She came back with all the equipment she needs and I couldn't help but feel myself start to get more and more upset, what if I'm dilated, what if I'm going to have my baby soon? What if my baby doesn't make it? What if I have to go through this alone, again?

"Ashley I need you to relax for me."

I took several deep breaths and I tried to calm down, I felt myself trying to focus on the ceiling I tried to count the ceiling tiles but I just couldn't focus. All I could think about was my baby boy.

"Right Ashley you are 2cm dilated."

"What..."

"But it's okay, I can administer a drug to delay any further dilation by a fortnight."

"Please~"

"Okay, I'll just clean up by here and I'll go get the equipment.

She chucked her gloves into the bin and walked off out of the room again, I shut my legs and sat up a little bit. Should I call Joe? No, I don't want him to get distracted from work...

"So I'm going to have to put you onto this drip just so you don't dehydrate, it will hurt a little."

She brought her stool over and placed the drip into my hand, she was right it did hurt a little.

"Right now I'm going to administer the drugs."

She pulled out a huge needle and I had to try my best to look in the other direction.

"I'll count down from 3."

"Yeah~"

I've always hated injections my entire life.

"Three."

"Two."

Bam I felt the needle go in my arm, my shocked expression caused the midwife to laugh a little bit.

"You lied!"

"Oopsie!"

She discarded the needle into the bin and then checked my drip levels. I stayed in the doctors for another hour before she let me leave, when I was walking out I booked my flight to Iowa which is where Joe is currently. I rushed to the airport to try and be in time for my flight, when I arrived the checking in desk was closing in 5 minutes. I quickly walked over to the desk and checked in, I walked through duty free and before I knew it my flight was being called. It's only an hour flight so it's not too bad, I walked up to the departure gate, had my passport and boarding pass checked then I made my way onto the plane.

Once I was seated I soon realised that I needed a seatbelt extender, luckily I was in an aisle seat so I could quickly grab a flight attendant to get me an extender. The flight was relatively quiet with just a touch of turbulence towards the end, I stepped off the plane and the humid air hit me. I've always hated how hot Iowa is, I walk through the airport and to the taxi bay. I jump in the back of a taxi and asked him to take me to davenport, the drive was short and uneventful I was glad when we finally arrived in davenport. I payed the driver and got out, I know where Joe will be right now, chilling in Colby's house probably having a pint to calm his nerves.

I walk the streets of Davenport until I reached number 11, Colby's Iowa house. I walked up the steps and knocked on the door, maybe I'll tell Joe or maybe I just won't. He doesn't need any stress added to his life and I know if I tell him he won't be able to focus on his big match tonight and he's going to disappoint Vince...yeah I won't tell him. It'll be fine if I don't right?