FIC: Why Didn't You Tell Me? (Anna/Bates) (K+)
Why didn’t you tell me?
Idly washing up the pots from dinner, she wondered when she would get the chance to tell him her news. He was so busy, his days long and their time together was short enough as it was. But, she had to tell him, had to let him know that soon there would be an addition to their family. Another addition.
After marrying almost five years ago, Alice and George had followed quickly and Anna had her hands full with two young children. She loved them more than life itself and John was a wonderful father who they adored.
But, money was a little tight, what with rent and hungry mouths to feed, there was barely much left each month, another baby would only add to the strain, but they’d manage, somehow they’d manage.
She had no idea why she was putting it off, he would be delighted, she knew he would, but something held her tongue, something kept her quiet each night, and all the time she felt the changes slowly occurring in her body.
They would have to think about space…where would they put the new baby once it was old enough? It would have to share with either Alice or George…and how would she cope with three children under five? Perhaps this was a huge mistake….
Hands…large, warm, familiar hands snaked around her waist and clasped themselves over her stomach, lingering right over where their slowly forming baby lay. The realisation was not lost on her; she felt a familiar quiver at his touch and leaned back against him with a soft hum as he kissed tenderly at her neck, pulling her against his hips.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” he murmured into her ear, nibbling lightly at the lobe as his sentence ended. His hands caressed her stomach and instantly, she knew that he knew.
She turned in his arms and sighed, wrapping her arms about his neck. “How did you know?”
“You think I don’t know when my wife is off colour?” he asked with a small smile. “You think I don’t know when my wife is worrying about something?”
He layered kisses to the top of her head and she closed her eyes, wondering how on God’s earth she could be so lucky to have him.
“You think I don’t know when we have eight full weeks of uninterrupted love?” he asked with a wolfish grin that had her laughing. “Why didn’t you say something?”
“I don’t know,” she sighed. “How will we manage?”
“We’ll manage,” he insisted firmly. “I love you, I love our children and I’ll love this new baby. I’ll provide for us, I promise you that.”
“I don’t doubt it,” she smiled back.
“Then…let’s celebrate, we’re to be parents again and I can’t wait.”
Anna realised in that moment that she loved John Bates more than she’d ever thought imagined and nothing made her happier than carrying his child.
Idly washing up the pots from dinner, she wondered when she would get the chance to tell him her news. He was so busy, his days long and their time together was short enough as it was. But, she had to tell him, had to let him know that soon there would be an addition to their family. Another addition.
After marrying almost five years ago, Alice and George had followed quickly and Anna had her hands full with two young children. She loved them more than life itself and John was a wonderful father who they adored.
But, money was a little tight, what with rent and hungry mouths to feed, there was barely much left each month, another baby would only add to the strain, but they’d manage, somehow they’d manage.
She had no idea why she was putting it off, he would be delighted, she knew he would, but something held her tongue, something kept her quiet each night, and all the time she felt the changes slowly occurring in her body.
They would have to think about space…where would they put the new baby once it was old enough? It would have to share with either Alice or George…and how would she cope with three children under five? Perhaps this was a huge mistake….
Hands…large, warm, familiar hands snaked around her waist and clasped themselves over her stomach, lingering right over where their slowly forming baby lay. The realisation was not lost on her; she felt a familiar quiver at his touch and leaned back against him with a soft hum as he kissed tenderly at her neck, pulling her against his hips.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” he murmured into her ear, nibbling lightly at the lobe as his sentence ended. His hands caressed her stomach and instantly, she knew that he knew.
She turned in his arms and sighed, wrapping her arms about his neck. “How did you know?”
“You think I don’t know when my wife is off colour?” he asked with a small smile. “You think I don’t know when my wife is worrying about something?”
He layered kisses to the top of her head and she closed her eyes, wondering how on God’s earth she could be so lucky to have him.
“You think I don’t know when we have eight full weeks of uninterrupted love?” he asked with a wolfish grin that had her laughing. “Why didn’t you say something?”
“I don’t know,” she sighed. “How will we manage?”
“We’ll manage,” he insisted firmly. “I love you, I love our children and I’ll love this new baby. I’ll provide for us, I promise you that.”
“I don’t doubt it,” she smiled back.
“Then…let’s celebrate, we’re to be parents again and I can’t wait.”
Anna realised in that moment that she loved John Bates more than she’d ever thought imagined and nothing made her happier than carrying his child.