Fan Fiction
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Fandom: Coupling
Title: Old Wives
Beta: Not betaed. Sorry for all errors
Rating: 12
Paring: Steve/Susan
Spoilers/set: Season 4
Summary: (I can't actually think how to summarise this. Sorry)
A/N: Okay so here is chapter two. It's the girls conversation. I don't think it's as good as the boys. But again if people could tell me what they think I'd really appreciate it =)
Chapter One
Chapter 2
Susan came elegantly in to the girls watering hole and over towards Sally and Jane who were sat next to each other on the blue couch. The girls were glad their watering hole had as comfortable seats as the lads did. Before they use to hit their legs off a wooden bar that want across the bottom of the table they used to sit out. But now they could recline in complete comfort.
Susan introduced herself with her usual greeting “Sorry I’m late.” She pushed her hair behind her ears as she sat down on the empty seat beside Sally. “I was trying to find some thread and a needle.”
“Oh yeah I know what you mean. I often find that makes me late as well.” Chipped in Jane before taking a sip of her wine.
Sally and Susan just looked at her oddly before choosing not to question Jane’s madness. “So…” Said Sally as she turned back to face Susan. “What do you want with thread and a needle?” Sally reached over to Susan and worryingly rested a hand on Susan’s thigh. “Oh god you’re not going all motherly on us are you, darning socks and knitting baby shoes.”
Susan tilted her head to the side a thin smile on her face. “No Sally I’m pleased to say that boredom hasn’t resorted me to darning Steve’s socks, and the last time I tried to knit something I ended up knitting my hair along with it.” Susan raised her hands facing palm out in front of her. “No I’ve been trying to use some old wives tales to determine the sex of the baby.” She fished her right hand into her pocket and pulled out the thread and needle. “And well the other methods all fell through.”
“What’s wrong with using the ultrasound picture to determine the baby’s sex.” Asked Sally questioningly.
Susan picked up her bag and placed it on her knee as she opened it she explained to Sally. “Oh because every time we go to the doctors and have one taken…” When she’d found what she was looking for she proudly passed the ultrasound picture to Sally. “…the baby is always facing the wrong way.” She said smiling brightly at the ultrasound.
Sally held a hand to her chest as she looked at the ultrasound picture. “Oh my god that’s just so amazing.” She said in wonderment as her eyes looked lovingly over the picture.
Jane lent closer to Sally so she to could get a real good look at the picture. “Yeah it really.” Said Jane in equal wonderment. “I always thought Steve’s immobile hair was the result of hair spray. Never occurred to me it could be hereditary.”
Slowly Sally turned her head towards Jane who was still looking at the sonogram, shaking her head in wonderment at her ‘discovery.’
“I was talking about the wonder of nature.” Said Sally slowly.
Jane looked up at Sally who was staring at her. “And so was I.” Replied Jane in an indignant tone.
Susan had a soft smile on her lips at Jane’s insane but true observation of Steve‘s hair. “Well that’s a lot better than what Steve said when he saw the sonogram pictures.”
“Oh god.” Sally threw her head back slightly as looked back at Susan. “What did he say?” She asked pessimistically.
*****
The nurse squeezed some jelly across Susan’s exposed pregnancy bump. “Now…” Said the nurse cautiously before she began to move the ultrasound wand across Susan’s stomach. “…hopefully this time the baby will be in a position were we can clearly determine its sex. Are you sure you wish to know?”
“Yes!” Said Susan enthusiastically.
While at the same time Steve’s response was a rather tame. “Sure, why not.”
Susan turned to Steve giving him her dead cold stare. Nervously Steve wallowed a large lump that seemed to be caught in his throat. He looked enthusiastically over to the nurse, nodding his head vigorously. “Yes, yes! We’d very much love to know the sex of the baby. I mean of course we would, why wouldn‘t we. We have to raise the little bugger.” He finished off by laughing nervously.
“Okay.” Said the nurse slowly as she placed the ultrasound wand onto Susan’s stomach and began to move it slowly across her stomach, trying to find the best picture of the baby.
While Steve looked down quickly at Susan, who just started at him witheringly before turning her head to face the ultrasound screen. Letting out a small nervous cough Steve reached out his hand and held Susan’s, squeezing it lovingly.
Worryingly his brow creased and nervously he asked the nurse. “The baby’s heart beat it’s erm pretty fast. Is err, is that normal?”
“Yes a fast heart beat is perfectly normal.”
“So err is everything how it’s supposed to be?” Asked Steve.
“Yes Mr Taylor everything seems to be coming along nicely.”
“And can you tell the sex of the baby yet?” Asked Susan expectantly.
The nurse made a face and pointed at the picture of the baby. “Well I’m afraid not.”
Steve watched as Susan’s face fell slightly. But he looked back at the ultrasound screen as the nurse pointed to the screen and mapped out the baby.
“As you can see this is the baby’s head, it’s upper body and here’s one, two legs and that would be an arm and the other I believe is…” She paused slightly. “…yep there’s the other arm. But I’m afraid the baby is once again facing away from us.”
The nurse turned and smiled warmly at Steve and Susan, both of whom were still watching the ultrasound of their baby.
Steve smiled warmly and let out a small laugh. “You know it amazes me how you guys can point out the baby’s features like that.” He let go of Susan’s hand and crossed his arms over his chest. “I mean to me that still looks like the Millennium Falcon caught in the force field of the Death Star.” He laughed to himself and was pleased to see the nurse was smiling. But his laugh soon faded however when he saw that Susan was giving him once again a cold and withering stare.
*****
“God trust Steve to say something like that.” Scoffed Sally. But curiously she and Jane both tilted their heads to the left as they looked at the ultrasound.
“Oh yeah. I see what he means.” Said Jane. Numbly Sally was nodding in agreement.
Slightly insulted Susan snatched the ultrasound from Sally and thrust it back in her bag. “Anyway…” Irritably Susan wiped some loose hair that had fallen from behind her ear away from her face. “…the fact is we still don’t know the sex of the baby and the other methods I tried didn’t work.”
“What went wrong with them?” Asked Jane.
“Oh you know the way most things go wrong. I asked Steve for his opinion.”
“I thought two days into your relationship with Steve you’d realised that he had absolutely no opinion. On anything.” Said Sally sarcastically.
“One can always live in hope.” Replied Susan doubtfully.
Susan shook her head slightly as if help get herself back on the subject at hand. “But anyway. Since, thanks to Steve, the other methods went wrong I thought it better to do this one with you guys. You know if you want something done right, get a woman to do it.”
“Exactly. Especially when it comes to sex.” Said Jane enthusiastically before continuing. “I mean when a woman’s down there at least she knows the neighbourhood. But a man…” Jane stuck her bottom lip out and shook her head. “…never stops to ask for directions.” And took another sip of her wine.
“Exactly.“ Replied Sally in agreement. But getting back to the point in hand she turned back to Susan. “So what do you need us to do?”
Excited Susan explained. “Well I just need one of you to hold this thread with needle attached to it about an inch from my palm.”
“Oh well that’s sound simple enough.” Said Sally indicating for Susan to hand her the thread and needle.
“Yeah so simple that even Steve could get it wrong.” Chipped in Jane laughing lightly.
Both Sally and Susan let out a short laugh as they attempted the old wives method. Susan handed Sally the piece of thread with the needle attached and Sally held it above her palm.
“Now make sure the needle is still when you let go and don’t force it to move with your hand that’s holding the thread.” Explained Susan.
“Okay.” Said Sally as she concentrated heavily on the needle and thread as it slowly moved of its own accord.
“So.” Susan paused. “Does it look like the needles moving backwards and forwards?” She asked apprehensively.
“Ahh no. I’d say it was moving in a circle.” Said Sally confidently.
“Are you sure?” Asked Susan dangerously.
“Yeah.” Nodded Sally. “You can clearly see it’s moving in a circle.”
Irritated Susan snatched the thread and needle from Sally’s hand and passed it to Jane. “Well it’s always good to get a second opinion.” She said brightly.
Susan and Jane repeated the process and to Susan annoyance Jane also concluded that the needle was moving in a circle and not backwards and forwards. Irritated once again she snatched the thread and needle from Jane’s hand before grabbing her bag and standing up. She stormed out of the girls watering hole annoyed muttering.
“Clearly if you want something done right you’ve got to do it yourself.”
Jane and Sally watched in bewilderment as Susan stormed out as the restaurant door slammed closed behind her.
Lightly Jane hit Sally’s arm to grab her attention so she’d face her. “You know what Susan’s right. Far better to do it yourself.” Jane took a quick sip of her wine. “I mean your never going to get lost in your own neighbourhood are you.”
Sally looked at Jane slightly lost, but then remembered Jane’s comment from earlier and couldn’t help but nod in full agreement.
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Fandom: Coupling
Title: Old Wives
Beta: Not betaed. Sorry for all errors
Rating: 12
Paring: Steve/Susan
Spoilers/set: Season 4
Summary: (I can't actually think how to summarise this. Sorry)
A/N: Okay so here is chapter two. It's the girls conversation. I don't think it's as good as the boys. But again if people could tell me what they think I'd really appreciate it =)
Chapter One
Chapter 2
Susan came elegantly in to the girls watering hole and over towards Sally and Jane who were sat next to each other on the blue couch. The girls were glad their watering hole had as comfortable seats as the lads did. Before they use to hit their legs off a wooden bar that want across the bottom of the table they used to sit out. But now they could recline in complete comfort.
Susan introduced herself with her usual greeting “Sorry I’m late.” She pushed her hair behind her ears as she sat down on the empty seat beside Sally. “I was trying to find some thread and a needle.”
“Oh yeah I know what you mean. I often find that makes me late as well.” Chipped in Jane before taking a sip of her wine.
Sally and Susan just looked at her oddly before choosing not to question Jane’s madness. “So…” Said Sally as she turned back to face Susan. “What do you want with thread and a needle?” Sally reached over to Susan and worryingly rested a hand on Susan’s thigh. “Oh god you’re not going all motherly on us are you, darning socks and knitting baby shoes.”
Susan tilted her head to the side a thin smile on her face. “No Sally I’m pleased to say that boredom hasn’t resorted me to darning Steve’s socks, and the last time I tried to knit something I ended up knitting my hair along with it.” Susan raised her hands facing palm out in front of her. “No I’ve been trying to use some old wives tales to determine the sex of the baby.” She fished her right hand into her pocket and pulled out the thread and needle. “And well the other methods all fell through.”
“What’s wrong with using the ultrasound picture to determine the baby’s sex.” Asked Sally questioningly.
Susan picked up her bag and placed it on her knee as she opened it she explained to Sally. “Oh because every time we go to the doctors and have one taken…” When she’d found what she was looking for she proudly passed the ultrasound picture to Sally. “…the baby is always facing the wrong way.” She said smiling brightly at the ultrasound.
Sally held a hand to her chest as she looked at the ultrasound picture. “Oh my god that’s just so amazing.” She said in wonderment as her eyes looked lovingly over the picture.
Jane lent closer to Sally so she to could get a real good look at the picture. “Yeah it really.” Said Jane in equal wonderment. “I always thought Steve’s immobile hair was the result of hair spray. Never occurred to me it could be hereditary.”
Slowly Sally turned her head towards Jane who was still looking at the sonogram, shaking her head in wonderment at her ‘discovery.’
“I was talking about the wonder of nature.” Said Sally slowly.
Jane looked up at Sally who was staring at her. “And so was I.” Replied Jane in an indignant tone.
Susan had a soft smile on her lips at Jane’s insane but true observation of Steve‘s hair. “Well that’s a lot better than what Steve said when he saw the sonogram pictures.”
“Oh god.” Sally threw her head back slightly as looked back at Susan. “What did he say?” She asked pessimistically.
*****
The nurse squeezed some jelly across Susan’s exposed pregnancy bump. “Now…” Said the nurse cautiously before she began to move the ultrasound wand across Susan’s stomach. “…hopefully this time the baby will be in a position were we can clearly determine its sex. Are you sure you wish to know?”
“Yes!” Said Susan enthusiastically.
While at the same time Steve’s response was a rather tame. “Sure, why not.”
Susan turned to Steve giving him her dead cold stare. Nervously Steve wallowed a large lump that seemed to be caught in his throat. He looked enthusiastically over to the nurse, nodding his head vigorously. “Yes, yes! We’d very much love to know the sex of the baby. I mean of course we would, why wouldn‘t we. We have to raise the little bugger.” He finished off by laughing nervously.
“Okay.” Said the nurse slowly as she placed the ultrasound wand onto Susan’s stomach and began to move it slowly across her stomach, trying to find the best picture of the baby.
While Steve looked down quickly at Susan, who just started at him witheringly before turning her head to face the ultrasound screen. Letting out a small nervous cough Steve reached out his hand and held Susan’s, squeezing it lovingly.
Worryingly his brow creased and nervously he asked the nurse. “The baby’s heart beat it’s erm pretty fast. Is err, is that normal?”
“Yes a fast heart beat is perfectly normal.”
“So err is everything how it’s supposed to be?” Asked Steve.
“Yes Mr Taylor everything seems to be coming along nicely.”
“And can you tell the sex of the baby yet?” Asked Susan expectantly.
The nurse made a face and pointed at the picture of the baby. “Well I’m afraid not.”
Steve watched as Susan’s face fell slightly. But he looked back at the ultrasound screen as the nurse pointed to the screen and mapped out the baby.
“As you can see this is the baby’s head, it’s upper body and here’s one, two legs and that would be an arm and the other I believe is…” She paused slightly. “…yep there’s the other arm. But I’m afraid the baby is once again facing away from us.”
The nurse turned and smiled warmly at Steve and Susan, both of whom were still watching the ultrasound of their baby.
Steve smiled warmly and let out a small laugh. “You know it amazes me how you guys can point out the baby’s features like that.” He let go of Susan’s hand and crossed his arms over his chest. “I mean to me that still looks like the Millennium Falcon caught in the force field of the Death Star.” He laughed to himself and was pleased to see the nurse was smiling. But his laugh soon faded however when he saw that Susan was giving him once again a cold and withering stare.
*****
“God trust Steve to say something like that.” Scoffed Sally. But curiously she and Jane both tilted their heads to the left as they looked at the ultrasound.
“Oh yeah. I see what he means.” Said Jane. Numbly Sally was nodding in agreement.
Slightly insulted Susan snatched the ultrasound from Sally and thrust it back in her bag. “Anyway…” Irritably Susan wiped some loose hair that had fallen from behind her ear away from her face. “…the fact is we still don’t know the sex of the baby and the other methods I tried didn’t work.”
“What went wrong with them?” Asked Jane.
“Oh you know the way most things go wrong. I asked Steve for his opinion.”
“I thought two days into your relationship with Steve you’d realised that he had absolutely no opinion. On anything.” Said Sally sarcastically.
“One can always live in hope.” Replied Susan doubtfully.
Susan shook her head slightly as if help get herself back on the subject at hand. “But anyway. Since, thanks to Steve, the other methods went wrong I thought it better to do this one with you guys. You know if you want something done right, get a woman to do it.”
“Exactly. Especially when it comes to sex.” Said Jane enthusiastically before continuing. “I mean when a woman’s down there at least she knows the neighbourhood. But a man…” Jane stuck her bottom lip out and shook her head. “…never stops to ask for directions.” And took another sip of her wine.
“Exactly.“ Replied Sally in agreement. But getting back to the point in hand she turned back to Susan. “So what do you need us to do?”
Excited Susan explained. “Well I just need one of you to hold this thread with needle attached to it about an inch from my palm.”
“Oh well that’s sound simple enough.” Said Sally indicating for Susan to hand her the thread and needle.
“Yeah so simple that even Steve could get it wrong.” Chipped in Jane laughing lightly.
Both Sally and Susan let out a short laugh as they attempted the old wives method. Susan handed Sally the piece of thread with the needle attached and Sally held it above her palm.
“Now make sure the needle is still when you let go and don’t force it to move with your hand that’s holding the thread.” Explained Susan.
“Okay.” Said Sally as she concentrated heavily on the needle and thread as it slowly moved of its own accord.
“So.” Susan paused. “Does it look like the needles moving backwards and forwards?” She asked apprehensively.
“Ahh no. I’d say it was moving in a circle.” Said Sally confidently.
“Are you sure?” Asked Susan dangerously.
“Yeah.” Nodded Sally. “You can clearly see it’s moving in a circle.”
Irritated Susan snatched the thread and needle from Sally’s hand and passed it to Jane. “Well it’s always good to get a second opinion.” She said brightly.
Susan and Jane repeated the process and to Susan annoyance Jane also concluded that the needle was moving in a circle and not backwards and forwards. Irritated once again she snatched the thread and needle from Jane’s hand before grabbing her bag and standing up. She stormed out of the girls watering hole annoyed muttering.
“Clearly if you want something done right you’ve got to do it yourself.”
Jane and Sally watched in bewilderment as Susan stormed out as the restaurant door slammed closed behind her.
Lightly Jane hit Sally’s arm to grab her attention so she’d face her. “You know what Susan’s right. Far better to do it yourself.” Jane took a quick sip of her wine. “I mean your never going to get lost in your own neighbourhood are you.”
Sally looked at Jane slightly lost, but then remembered Jane’s comment from earlier and couldn’t help but nod in full agreement.