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hell_ofa_thing

And baby makes three?

Jul 11, 2012 20:27

It's been raining all day, with no end in sight. Two more days of this deluge, they say. It's dropped the temperature significantly, too, though not enough that they need to worry about snow or ice. He has one small pile of paperwork to finish when he makes it back into the office on Monday. But for now, he's ready to go home. As long as they're ( Read more... )

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island_juliet July 12 2012, 03:36:21 UTC

Juliet lets out a breath when she sees him. "Like I got hit by a truck," she smirks. "We're racking up frequent flier miles at this place, you know."

All that she knows for now, is that she was in a minor accident, she hit her head, and that she'll be stiff and sore but fine.

"I already called the insurance company, they're sending someone out tomorrow."

hell_ofa_thing July 12 2012, 03:44:12 UTC

He smiles gently, tucking a few strands of hair behind her ear, assessing the wound on her head himself. He can take her home tonight, that's the most important thing. It's also clear to him now that she has no idea about the baby.

"We're making progress: neither one of us has to stay here overnight," he says back.

To tell her now, or later? It's surreal, that the choice is his, that she doesn't know already. As mildly terrifying as it is, too, it's also thrilling, to know he gets to tell her.

island_juliet July 12 2012, 03:49:55 UTC

"And no stitches either," she points out with a small smile. "Can I have a real kiss?"

All that Juliet knows is that she's been exhausted lately, but she's had no other symptoms, no other signs of pregnancy. The birth control she takes (that is apparently only 99% effective) eliminates a period, there's no reason to suspect.

"Oh, but. I get a new car now," she says with a happier smile.

hell_ofa_thing July 12 2012, 03:58:55 UTC

He chuckles softly, but doesn't hesitate before leaning in to kiss her, long and deep, before pulling away to meet her eyes.

"You could've just asked for a new one," he teases. He studies her face, tracing her cheek with his thumb. "Can I talk you into coming home with me?" He's in quite the mood tonight: she's okay, and she's pregnant.

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