Poppy's PoV

The night went so well, something beyond what I thought we would be able to have after the events of the last few weeks. I still deeply regretted my actions and how I'd treated Calum but he seemed to understand. He seemed to forgive me. I forgave him too, understanding that he would have felt left out following the news that I had a brother I'd never mentioned and parents who hated me. He just wanted to know about my life.

We talked late into the night, really relishing each other's company after the weeks of loneliness. It had probably hit Calum harder than me as he hadn't got to feel the baby as he did usually every night before bed. That thought hadn't even occurred to me when I'd kicked him out. I still had our baby and I knew they were safe. Once again, my hands stroked my stomach and I gave one side a little prod. Seconds later, a limb prodded me back and made me smile. This was what had kept me going through these weeks and why I'd tried to remain strong through the symptoms. I needed to do it for him or her.
We'd wanted to keep the gender a secret so that we could announce it to the world when we were ready. We had thought about posting photos of my bump but after the events following Kyle and Naomi and how they tracked us down, we thought it best to keep it a surprise. Calum's family knew, of course, and they were overjoyed - just how I imagined a family would react. Mine just dashed it away whilst they went on about how bad I am as a person. I'd sworn to myself that this child would have a better life than me and I intend to keep that promise forever. I never wanted my kids to feel how I feel in relation to my parents. That would break my heart.

As I lay awake in bed, Calum slept soundly beside me and I could have sworn I had noted a smile on his face whilst he slept. He was back at home, with me and our child and all our issues sorted out. For once, I'd like to have said we were in a good place. As I checked the time, 05:58 - thanks baby for kicking my ribs and waking me up - I looked over at Cal and grinned. This moment right here, this was what it was all about.
Suddenly my phone began vibrating in my hand with Sam's name flashing up. I shot my gaze over to Cal who was still asleep and then slid off the bed in a rush to answer the phone. I didn't want to wake him up from his first happy sleep back here, not for this phone call anyway. I tiptoed as quickly as I could and snuck away, once out of the bedroom and into the hallway, I shut the door and answered.

"Hey Sam, sorry I just had to sneak away from a sleeping husband to answer." I said with a lighthearted tone. He let out a small laugh.

"I do hope no one is tracing your calls cos that could end up as a bad headline!" He said jokingly.

"For you, it's worth it." I played back. "How can I help though? Any reason for the 6am phone call?" I headed into the front room and threw myself on the sofa, knowing that any news he said could knock me for six and being sat down was my safest option.

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that. If you hadn't have answered it would have been fine! I just came off the phone to Dr Patel who was going to lead on your pathway. He said the same process as what we had done before would work, in that we would take you to the hospital closest to you on the tour. I assume you're due to go on maternity leave soon?" I sighed inwardly. I really loved my job and had hoped to work up to the last minute but news of another cancer scare would probably worry them enough to put me on bed rest for a month before.

"Well, I'd planned to work to the end. We were going to recruit someone to replace me whilst I was on maternity leave so I'd be training them and they could help me with things I may not be able to do as an eight month pregnant woman." Sam acknowledged my comment with an Uh-huh and continued.

"So I spoke with management and they've given me yours and Calum's schedules, now obviously you're easier to work with as you don't have promo and interviews. I know you'd normally attend just in case, but as you know, this stuff needs our quickest attention. I could book a scan in for tomorrow, Dr Patel has allowed me to overbook, but Calum would be at ABC doing a radio interview..." he trailed off as if it was bad news.

"Sure thing, book me in." I said straight away, sure of myself. He hesitated as a response.

"Don't you want to, you know, discuss it first?" He queried. I shook my head in disappointment to him questioning me, but knew he was probably only doing it because of how I'd reacted to the sore throat.

"Scan is fine. I'd rather he was there for the results." I rushed. "Is there a time in our schedules for that?" I could hear some papers rustling on the other side of the phone as Sam worked it out.

"Umm- maybe- okay, I think here. Yeah, it's the Saturday morning. He's got an album promo in the afternoon and you're free that day. It gets a hell of a lot more difficult when the album gets released in a couple of weeks though, then you're barely off at all together. Let's hope for some good news." I let out a flat laugh, knowing he was trying to be kind but we both knew it wasn't going to be that.

"Yeah, we can hope." I said despite not believing it. We quickly planned what we were doing for the scan tomorrow and said our goodbyes just as Cal came into the front room, rubbing his eyes and ruffling his hair. It was the sweetest sight.

"Hey babe, everything okay?" He asked, seeing me come off the phone.

"Yeah." I said quickly, not wanting to ruin what we had last night. "Sam just wanted some information about when we're off." I lied slightly, offering him a smile. I knew that if I told him I was going for my scan alone tomorrow he'd have kicked up a fuss and not been at his best for the radio interview so I thought it best to leave it be for now and let him know before we were going to get the results. Let's hope that was the best decision.