"You'll be fine. Harry's with you. Have a safe flight. Both of you." I bro-hugged Harry and kissed YN. "Love you, Tom." She said. "Love you to, YN. If anything feels wrong, tell Harry." I told her with a stern look. "I will. Love you. Bye!" She said, rolling her eyes and waddling to the gate.

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~SMALL TOM POV~
Ok, I'm getting worried. Her plane should've landed nearly 2 hours ago... Maybe they got diverted? They were supposed to land in Gatwick..... Maybe they landed in a different airport?
~HARRY POV~ ~5 HOURS AGO~
I was sat by the window, listening to my music and thinking about the next short I could try directing.... YN got up to go to the toilet and waddled off, looking uncomfortable, even I could see that. After 15 mins, I got worried and got up, and walked to the toilet door, knocking on it. "YN? You ok?" I heard the sound of a zipper..... oh god... what if she's not in there?! That'd be so awkward. But no, she answered, "I'm just washing my hands!" I sighed and walked back to our seats. I sat down and then she came in and sat down, looking really pale. "YN? You ok?" She rested her hands, hesitantly, on her stomach. "Um... I dunno...."
"What do you mean?" I was beginning to panic. Tom would be so upset if something happened to her or the babies.... so would I... "Um..... I kinda bled. I was bleeding." I shot up and pressed to the call help button on the service plate above me. "Sir?"

A kind young lady said, crouching down by us. "Um.. my sister-in-law is 4 months pregnant with twins and has just bled." The lady looked over at YN and she nodded for confirmation. "Ok.... Um... Right. Would you like me to have a word with the piolet and get him to land at the nearest airport and grab an ambulance?" I looked at YN. "How much did you bleed?"

"Enough to be worried."
"Yes please. Sorry about this." I said to the lady. "Don't worry about it. We'd rather have a few angry flyers than a lady having a miscarriage." YN whimpered.
~5 HOURS LATER~
The doctor said the air pressure just affected the way the blood was moving and she was not having a miscarriage. We landed about 4 hours away from Gatwick. About 35 miles from my house. My phone buzzed and saw 10 missed calls from 'Movie Star Bro', 5 voice mails from him, 5 text messages from him, 2 missed calls from mum, 2 missed calls from dad, 4 missed calls from Sam and 10 messages from the trio. I rang them all back up and explained what had happened. To the trio, my excuse was, "YN passed out and are at a hospital. Will be home in about 2 hours." I told Tom everything.
~AT THE HOLLAND HOME~
Tom had skyped us and arranged, in about 2 weeks, that he had a week off and could come to announce it to the family and for the Pregnancy to stay a secret till then, just saying YN is ill. She was allowed to stay at his apartment with one of her close friends, Y/F/N. I wonder how mum will react to more twins......?