Poppy's PoV

The wait for Calum to get home from the show seemed like forever. I'd planned and replanned every sentence, how I would stand, hold my arms, square my shoulders, every little detail had been thought through immaculately. I couldn't get this wrong.

Hey cal, how did the show go? I've got some good news and some even better news. The cancer is gone and I'm pregnant!

No. That was too blunt.

Hey cal, please sit down I have some news for you.

No, then he'd panic.

I have some good and bad news. The cancer is gone but now you'll have to deal with late nights and tantrums because I'm pregnant.

Wow I really sucked at this. How was I supposed to give him two of the most important pieces of news we've had since we've been together if I can't even string a proper sentence together and make it work. Was I putting too much pressure on myself? Maybe it'll come out better if I just say it from the heart and not plan it out. I sighed heavily. Whatever way I was going to say this, I really hoped and prayed that he would be happy. This was going to come as a shock to him and some people don't take that very well - my nursing memories were keen to remind me of that. I'd often have to be there when news was told to the patients and sometimes they'd just accept it and whatever came with it - other times it got messy.

Suddenly the door opened and a tired looking Calum trudged in, throwing his stuff down on the table as he walked in. His eyes suddenly lifted and he finally noticed me, his body changing instantly as he rushed over to me and pulled me into a hug. As we pulled apart, my smile grew and I opened my mouth to say my surprise, but Calum got there first.

"I'm sorry for pestering you earlier when Sam was here. I get it, you just wanted some time to think about what you were going to say." He blurted out, pulling me in for another hug. "I was just scared when I saw him here and I thought something terrible had happened." I once again moved him back so that he could see my face and realise I was never angry with him.

"Cal, you don't have to apologise for anything. I was the one being all sketchy. I really appreciate everything you do for me and how you care for me and get worried about me..." I took his hands in mine. For a moment, his eyes just bore into mine as if searching for what I was going to say before I said it. He seemed tense, worried even, maybe thinking it was bad news.

"How did the appointment go?" He swallowed hard as he braced himself for the answer. I smiled at him.

"I got two bits of good news." I grinned and he instantly relaxed, though as his brain processed what I'd said he looked back up at me with furrowed brows.

"Two?"

"The cancer has been removed. There's a little shadow on my scan but they're not worried about it. I'm just set for some 3 monthly scans to check that it doesn't grow." Calum let out a happy breath, nearly crushing me as he pulled me in for a hug that felt like he hadn't hugged me in years and was trying to make up for it. I wrapped my arms tightly around him as my eyes began to well, ready to give him the news he really wasn't expecting.

"Wait... so what's the other news?" He was quick to remember. He quickly pulled away so that he could see my face, our hands holding each other's again. I waited for a moment, built up the excitement and tension as the grin on my face somehow grew wider. He waited, his eyebrows raised as he held on for the answer.

"I'm... I'm pregnant." His face fell as he stared at me, confusion etched as he processed what I said. Panic set in. What if he wasn't happy? What if he hated the idea of being a dad at this age or whilst he was in the prime of his career?

"Are you serious?" He whispered and I nodded back. There was a moment of silence before he let out a celebratory cheer. He picked me up and span me round as he smiled from ear to ear, his face as happy as when I'd said yes to marrying him all that time ago. "Oh sorry. I shouldn't have-" he quickly put me down and brushed his hand over my stomach. "I hope that didn't hurt..." I shooed his hand away.

"Cal it's fine." I smiled as I watched him run his hands over his face and hair, all the while a large beaming smile shone from him. He was ecstatic.

"I can't believe it. I'm so- there aren't words. I'm so happy." He said, his brain barely able to compute. "We have to tell the guys, and the girls. Oh crystal will be so happy. God, our kids will grow up together and be lifelong friends and-"

"Calum." I interrupted his rambling and as he looked over to me he let out a laugh.

"Sorry. It's been so long since we had good news and I just want everyone to know." He said, looking embarrassed. I wrapped my arm around his waist.

"It's not that. We need to be careful who we tell at the moment. It's still early and I don't want it to be spread through the news like my diagnosis was. I want this to be kept between us - or the group - until a good time." My mind flashed back to Naomi, who managed to sneak her way into the hospital and leaked my information to the press. Despite helping her and hoping she would change, I still had an underlying fear. Calum looked down at me with a nod, his arm coming around my shoulders protectively.

"I won't let anything happen to you." He said sternly. "I'll do whatever it takes to protect you and our baby." We both looked at each other in surprise at just how nicely him saying 'our baby' had flown off his tongue. He'd already settled into the idea. With a sweet smile as a response, I turned myself to him and hugged him, my head resting on his chest as we just cherished the moment and let time slip away.