A/N: When I saw the scene on which this story is based, I knew that it had potential and so I've written this rather unique continuation that came from my sometimes over-active immagination! All comments are appreciated, and as always thanks for reading.

Caroline Ingalls couldn't help smiling as she pinned the new shirt around her husband's arms and shoulders. He looked incredibly handsome, but she would never admit it in front of their daughter Laura, even if it was the God's honest truth.

Charles Ingalls was the most attractive man she'd ever laid eyes on, but it wasn't right to embarrass Laura. And so Caroline decided to keep her sentiments to herself. Best to save those until after the girls went to bed.

"You see, now that's the trouble with having a little extra money." Charles was saying. "I end up standing her trying on new clothes that I don't need in the first place."

Caroline patted him playfully. "Hush now. If it were up to you, you'd go to church in your long johns!"

Charles laughed out loud. "I'd do it too, just to see the look on Mrs. Olson's face!"

His laughter was joined by Caroline and Laura's and Caroline could just picture Mrs. Olson's appalled expression. Charles would certainly be the talk of Walnut Grove, and she was certain that word of his unusual church attire (or lack thereof) would even reach Mankato.

"I'm finished now." She said when the laughter had died down.

Charles smiled and removed his shirt. "Thank you, my dear."

While he changed, she held up a yard of light blue material that she'd purchased at Olson's Mercantile the day before. It wasn't often that she was able to buy such dear things and she had to admit that the opportunity made her happy.

"That's beautiful." Charles said. "That's going to make a fine new dress for you! You'll be the prettiest woman in Walnut Grove, not that you aren't already!"

As always she blushed at her husband's sentiment and wished that he'd save such compliments until after the girls went to bed. But he'd never comply choosing instead to let anyone around them know how much he loved her. And come to think of it, that wasn't such a bad thing.

"Thank you, but this happens to be a shirt for you." She said proudly.

To her surprise, his eyebrows rose. "For me? You're not going to catch me wearing that!"

Hurt, she turned to face him. "Well, land sakes! Why not?"

"Come on Caroline, that's pretty sissy looking material there!"

"It is not!" she retorted, feeling strange to be spoken to this way by her husband.

"It is too! I'm not going to wear that!"

Caroline swallowed hard. "Well, it just goes to show what I get for trying to do something nice for you and-."

"STOP IT!"

Shocked by their daughter's outburst, Caroline and Charles fell silent as their eyes moved to Laura.

"What in the world?" Caroline asked. It wasn't like Laura to raise her voice like this.

Laura sat at the table, her eyes filled with tears as her lower lip trembled. "I don't want you fighting!" She said in a shaking voice.

Charles moved toward her. "Baby, we weren't fighting!"

"YOU WERE!" Laura yelled.

"We were just having a disagreement!" Caroline said.

"No!" Laura replied. "You were fighting just like Mrs. And Mr. Garvey and now they're getting a divorce! They won't even talk to each other!"

Caroline's heart went out to her daughter. It was hard on everyone, knowing that a once-happy couple like the Garveys, wouldn't be married much longer. Why, she couldn't even imagine not being married to Charles for a moment. And when she looked at Laura's pained expression, she knew that the feeling was mutual.