Fic - That Perfect Nursery (2/3)
Title: That Perfect Nursery (2/3)
Author: http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1748025/
Rating: K
Genre: Romance, fluff, family
Characters/Pairing: Connor/Abby
Spoilers: S5
Summary: Connor and Abby are preparing for their new baby, trying to get the perfect cot and the perfect nursery in time. Pure fluff!
Abby sighed as she placed her pregnancy book against her face; she was lying down in their baby’s nursery, closing her eyes as Connor worked on their child’s cot in the background. It was nice to be able to take the wait off her feet for a while. Her bump had seemed to be growing more by the day, much to Connor’s delight, every day he continued to tell her how much he loved her being pregnant, despite her complaining about getting bigger and bigger. His simple reply was, and always was, ‘It means there’s more of you to love’, and it always worked on Abby and made her smile. Abby had gotten to the point during her pregnancy that she could no longer see her feet, which Connor enjoyed giggling and smiling at.
Of course she was now at the stage of seven months in to her pregnancy, and she out of the field work, and any work all together, from the beginning they’d all agreed she’d take a long maternity leave. Which meant most of the days Abby staying at home as Connor goes off to work.
“Connor,” Abby sighed, flopping the book on the newly carpeted floor, and looked at the confusion on her Husband’s face, he’d spent the last four hours trying to put the cot together, and so far, he had only managed to put two pieces of wood together, “Never mind.” She smirked, she thought it would be rather stupid to ask him whether he was done or not. It was clear enough, that he was nowhere near finishing, not today, probably not even this week.
“Don’t laugh.” Connor held back a smirk as he felt Abby’s sky blue eyes staring at him, he knew he wasn’t the best at D.I.Y., but he never thought putting a cot together would be this difficult; it was putting a few pieces of wood together...with instructions telling him exactly what to do.
“I’m not.” Abby giggled, “Honestly I’m not, although, I have to admit, I thought you’d of finished the cot by now, and of course you could have had it done a lot quicker if you had of let me help you.” She smiled, but Connor simply stared her for a moment, shaking his head slightly.
“It’s more difficult than it looks! You’re meant to be resting anyway.”
“Why don’t you just admit you need help? Just for once? Yes you’re a ‘genius’, but admit you can’t put this cot together? At the rate you’re going Con, it’s going to be done after the baby’s born, where’s it going to sleep?” Abby continued to tease Connor for a few moments before going to sit next to him, leaning her body against his arm. Connor smiled down at her, kissing her forehead, then her stomach. A small grin formed on his lips as he felt their unborn child move under his fingers.
“Hey baby.” He whispered, and Abby looked at him for a moment, smiling.
“You’re going be an amazing Dad.” Abby smiled, she could see the way he felt about their baby already, the love and happiness surrounding him when he talked about their family and their unborn child was overwhelming. No matter what, Abby knew this baby would be loved no matter what, and Connor would be the greatest Father and Husband he could possibly be.
“Abs...” Connor began, only to receive a finger over his lips, and this time he stayed quiet.
“Sh. don’t disagree, you should have learnt by now that you should never argue or fight with a pregnant woman, you will always always lose.” Abby smiled, “So, listen to me. You are going to be the most amazing Dad possible, and don’t deny it. We haven’t even met our baby yet, and you love him or her so much, today shows that. Some Father’s wouldn’t sit here for hours on end trying to get their child’s nursery perfect, and spend even longer trying to build them a cot. And I know that you’ll help them will school, especially their science, and you’ll help them up if they ever fall down, which they will, you’re their Father. And I know that when they hurt themselves, you’ll kiss it better and just be there for them.” Abby grinned down at him, kissing his lips gently.
“Well, I’ll try.” Connor beamed, he would try to be the best Dad he could. There was nothing else he could do. “Just so you know, you’re going to make a pretty wonderful Mum. Because me and you are a partnership, we’re just as brilliant as each other.”
“Exactly, now, seeing as though we are a partnership, as you just pointed out to me,” Abby smiled, and could hear Connor’s groans of protest already, “how about we work as a team to build this cot, preferably before the baby comes.”
“Okay,” Connor sighed, just as Abby said before, he knew better than to fight with a heavily pregnant woman, “But, can we do it tomorrow? I think my brain’s turned to jelly with all the letters and numbers and tools.”
“Sure,” Abby couldn’t help but giggle, “Sofa, TV and a cup of tea then?” She smiled as Connor stood up, putting his hand out for her to hold, pulling her up.
“Getting a bit heavy.” Connor teased, wincing as Abby slapped him gently across his arm. “Sorry.” He whispered an apology to his wife, taking her hand in his, looking back at the unfinished nursery before they left.
“Don’t worry.” Abby whispered, squeezing Connor’s hand gently, she knew how much the nursery meant to him, and how much he wanted it to be fully completed in time for the baby. He’d been planning it for months and months.
“I’m not.” He lied, although Connor knew it was pretty pointless in ever lying to Abby, she knew him pretty much inside out.
“You are. Don’t worry; we’ll soon have the perfect little nursery.”
Author: http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1748025/
Rating: K
Genre: Romance, fluff, family
Characters/Pairing: Connor/Abby
Spoilers: S5
Summary: Connor and Abby are preparing for their new baby, trying to get the perfect cot and the perfect nursery in time. Pure fluff!
Abby sighed as she placed her pregnancy book against her face; she was lying down in their baby’s nursery, closing her eyes as Connor worked on their child’s cot in the background. It was nice to be able to take the wait off her feet for a while. Her bump had seemed to be growing more by the day, much to Connor’s delight, every day he continued to tell her how much he loved her being pregnant, despite her complaining about getting bigger and bigger. His simple reply was, and always was, ‘It means there’s more of you to love’, and it always worked on Abby and made her smile. Abby had gotten to the point during her pregnancy that she could no longer see her feet, which Connor enjoyed giggling and smiling at.
Of course she was now at the stage of seven months in to her pregnancy, and she out of the field work, and any work all together, from the beginning they’d all agreed she’d take a long maternity leave. Which meant most of the days Abby staying at home as Connor goes off to work.
“Connor,” Abby sighed, flopping the book on the newly carpeted floor, and looked at the confusion on her Husband’s face, he’d spent the last four hours trying to put the cot together, and so far, he had only managed to put two pieces of wood together, “Never mind.” She smirked, she thought it would be rather stupid to ask him whether he was done or not. It was clear enough, that he was nowhere near finishing, not today, probably not even this week.
“Don’t laugh.” Connor held back a smirk as he felt Abby’s sky blue eyes staring at him, he knew he wasn’t the best at D.I.Y., but he never thought putting a cot together would be this difficult; it was putting a few pieces of wood together...with instructions telling him exactly what to do.
“I’m not.” Abby giggled, “Honestly I’m not, although, I have to admit, I thought you’d of finished the cot by now, and of course you could have had it done a lot quicker if you had of let me help you.” She smiled, but Connor simply stared her for a moment, shaking his head slightly.
“It’s more difficult than it looks! You’re meant to be resting anyway.”
“Why don’t you just admit you need help? Just for once? Yes you’re a ‘genius’, but admit you can’t put this cot together? At the rate you’re going Con, it’s going to be done after the baby’s born, where’s it going to sleep?” Abby continued to tease Connor for a few moments before going to sit next to him, leaning her body against his arm. Connor smiled down at her, kissing her forehead, then her stomach. A small grin formed on his lips as he felt their unborn child move under his fingers.
“Hey baby.” He whispered, and Abby looked at him for a moment, smiling.
“You’re going be an amazing Dad.” Abby smiled, she could see the way he felt about their baby already, the love and happiness surrounding him when he talked about their family and their unborn child was overwhelming. No matter what, Abby knew this baby would be loved no matter what, and Connor would be the greatest Father and Husband he could possibly be.
“Abs...” Connor began, only to receive a finger over his lips, and this time he stayed quiet.
“Sh. don’t disagree, you should have learnt by now that you should never argue or fight with a pregnant woman, you will always always lose.” Abby smiled, “So, listen to me. You are going to be the most amazing Dad possible, and don’t deny it. We haven’t even met our baby yet, and you love him or her so much, today shows that. Some Father’s wouldn’t sit here for hours on end trying to get their child’s nursery perfect, and spend even longer trying to build them a cot. And I know that you’ll help them will school, especially their science, and you’ll help them up if they ever fall down, which they will, you’re their Father. And I know that when they hurt themselves, you’ll kiss it better and just be there for them.” Abby grinned down at him, kissing his lips gently.
“Well, I’ll try.” Connor beamed, he would try to be the best Dad he could. There was nothing else he could do. “Just so you know, you’re going to make a pretty wonderful Mum. Because me and you are a partnership, we’re just as brilliant as each other.”
“Exactly, now, seeing as though we are a partnership, as you just pointed out to me,” Abby smiled, and could hear Connor’s groans of protest already, “how about we work as a team to build this cot, preferably before the baby comes.”
“Okay,” Connor sighed, just as Abby said before, he knew better than to fight with a heavily pregnant woman, “But, can we do it tomorrow? I think my brain’s turned to jelly with all the letters and numbers and tools.”
“Sure,” Abby couldn’t help but giggle, “Sofa, TV and a cup of tea then?” She smiled as Connor stood up, putting his hand out for her to hold, pulling her up.
“Getting a bit heavy.” Connor teased, wincing as Abby slapped him gently across his arm. “Sorry.” He whispered an apology to his wife, taking her hand in his, looking back at the unfinished nursery before they left.
“Don’t worry.” Abby whispered, squeezing Connor’s hand gently, she knew how much the nursery meant to him, and how much he wanted it to be fully completed in time for the baby. He’d been planning it for months and months.
“I’m not.” He lied, although Connor knew it was pretty pointless in ever lying to Abby, she knew him pretty much inside out.
“You are. Don’t worry; we’ll soon have the perfect little nursery.”