Thank you for reading and all your lovely reviews, but this story had to come to an end, and here it is. Enjoy xxx

A few weeks passed since the first time Gill and Mitch made love on Gill's settee. It was a Friday morning and Gill woke up feeling rough. She ran to the bathroom and coughed up a mouthful of sick. Instantly she knew she wasn't ill.

"I've got to go" Gill called rushing down the stairs, leaving Mitch to get dressed in her bedroom alone.

"Gill" he called worriedly "Is everything ok?" She had already gone.

-X-

Gill staggered out of the toilets in Oldham police station a little confused. She looked down at the piece of plastic in her hand, and the other hand she placed on her stomach. She couldn't help a smile spreading across her face, but she was still frightened Mitch would run a mile.

She left the toilets, shoving the test into her bag to find Mitch waiting outside. "We need to talk" she said. "My office".

"Gill, what's going on?" he asked, as Gill shut the door behind them.

"I'm….I'm pregnant Mitch" she confessed. Mitch laughed out loud and ran to the woman before him, hugging her tightly, and kissing her face. He rested his hands on her stomach, Gill's hands holding his.

"I love you" he told her. "Gill…marry me?" he proposed.

"Are you serious?" she asked, smiling. Mitch nodded, not letting go of her. "Yes, I will marry you".