Taylor was sat beside Stacey's bed, looking up at her nervously. They were awaiting Stacey's results and he was imagining every conclusion under the sun. He was scared in case Stacey was right when she guessed that she'd have cancer. He'd not long ago married her and he didn't want to lose her at all, but especially not this soon. He held Stacey's hand, speaking softly. "Everything will be alright, Stacey. I'm sorry for getting you to stay here but I really think it's for the best, we need to know what's going on."

Taylor sat up on the bed beside her, placing his arm around her shoulders as he plants a soft kiss on Stacey's lips. Whatever the doctor told them, he knew was going to change a lot and would impact on Taylor and Stacey's lives drastically. He was willing to accept any conclusion other than the one they were expecting, he couldn't bare to find out that she had cancer. Although the longer time went on, the thought of her possibly having cancer seemed more realistic by the second. He held Stacey's hand, letting her hold it tight, squeezing back. "I love you, Stacey. No matter what the results are, I'll always love you. I promise."

"I'd never marry anyone else, Stacey. Even if you do... you know... I'll still be your husband until the day I die. I won't even think about loving anyone else." he chuckles a little, feeling a little better knowing she was still trying to lighten the mood. His heart sinks as the doctor walks in, wiping the tears from Stacey's eyes. "Don't cry, babe."

Taylor looks up at the doctor, nodding. "Yeah... Sure..." he stands up, letting go of Stacey's hand and kissing her softly on the lips, before heading slowly outside with the doctor.

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Taylor nods at the doctor. "Yeah, we got married recently. Can you just tell me what's going on? She's scared in there and I can't bare seeing her like this." he looks worried, expecting the worst.

Taylor follows the doctor back in, feeling a little as if him being brought out of the room was pointless. He still looked concerned and worried, with the results no clearer to him. He sat down beside Stacey and shrugged. "He only asked if we were married so he could update his records." he put his arm around Stacey and kissed her head, holding her tight.

Taylor was panicking aswell, starting to sweat on his forehead a little. He held Stacey close, still expecting the worst. He was scared that the next few words were going to confirm that he was going to lose his wife. His face went blank as he mentioned good news, starting to smile a little. He looked over at Stacey, expecting the good news just to be that nothing was wrong. "I told you everything would be okay." he smiled and kissed her softly on the lips.

Taylor's jaw dropped, he couldn't help but feel happy but he knew that Stacey would be a little less happy. He looked up at the doctor. "There must be something wrong with the results, the test said she wasn't pregnant..." he looked worried about how Stacey would react, looking at her as he kissed her head. "Stacey? Everything alright?"

Taylor sighs a little. "Thank you, doctor. Could me and my wife have a little alone time please?" he looked at Stacey and holds her in his arms. "Stacey... Please don't cry. I'm sorry."

Taylor looks down and sighs, holding his head in his hands. "Stacey... I don't know what to do..." a few tears run down his face, he knew that Stacey didn't want the baby but knew that he wanted a baby. He was torn between emotions. He was scared because no matter what happened, he knew one of them would be unhappy.

"But you don't want this... I can't make you do this..." he let a few tears stream down his face. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't bare to see Stacey upset.