Prompt – Iain and Rita look after Matilda.

"Right I think that's everything," Cal said whilst handing Matilda over to Rita and the bag to Iain. "Thanks for this guys, it means a lot."

"Ah anytime," Rita replied smiling back at Cal. "Are you going to say goodbye to daddy?" She cooed at the baby.

"Bye bye Tilly," Cal whispered, placing a soft kiss on Matilda's forehead. "Now you be good for Uncle Iain and Aunty Rita." He chuckled. "See you in the morning guys. Thanks again."

"No worries mate," Iain patted him on the shoulder.

Cal got into his car and drove away leaving just Iain, Rita and baby Matilda. Rita took the baby into the living room where she sat down on the sofa cradling her. Iain grabbed the remote control and turned the TV on. The TV started blaring which set the baby off, Rita just looked at him as if she was going to hit him.

"Tell me again why we agreed to do this?" Iain whined.

"Because we are nice friends and there was no one else," Rita raised her eyebrows. She tried rocking Matilda back and forth to calm her down but it didn't seem to be working and she carried on screaming at the top of her lungs. "Besides, Cal needed a night off. She might be hungry, here take her." Rita held Matilda out to Iain who just looked at her with fear in his eyes.

"No," he shook his head. "I'm not holding her."

"You'll have to! Do you know how to make the formula?"

"Well no but…"

"Exactly, so you'll have to hold her so I can do it," she interrupted. "Just hold your arms out and support her head I'll only be five minutes." Iain did exactly what Rita explained, he was holding his breath as Rita was letting the baby rest in his arms but as soon as she relaxed he let out a sigh of relief realising that it wasn't that bad.

"See, you're a natural," Rita teased him standing up and walking to the kitchen.

Iain was left alone in the living room with a baby in his arms who had started crying again. Panicking, he tried to remember what Rita was doing before to try and calm her down, so he tried the same. He stood up and rocked Matilda back and forth in a steady rhythm.

"Babies, they're easy," Iain joked; he looked down into the baby's eyes which were wide and staring back at him. "You're going to grow up being the most loved person ever. Look at all the people you have around you, willing to help. And you're going to be smart, that's if you take after your uncle's brain mind." He laughed; Matilda seemed to be calming down and started to drift off. Smiling, he walked into the kitchen to join Rita. "She's fallen asleep." He whispered.

"How'd you manage that?" Rita replied keeping her voice hushed, she walked over to Iain to see if he was telling the truth.

"I must have magic powers," he grinned.

"Well, Mr Magical you can put her in her travel cot then," she smiled up at him.

"Where is it?" He asked.

"I put it upstairs in our room," she informed him. "Shall I open a bottle of red?"

"Ooh yes please," he winked. "I'll be back now."

Iain carefully walked up the stairs, taking it one step at a time not wanting to trip. He slid into his and Rita's room and seen the small pink cot that Rita put up. Inside they was a small pink blanket with two teddies on the side. He lowered himself down and placed her underneath the blanket. After tucking her in so that she was nice and snug he leaned down and left a kiss on the top of her head.

"Sleep tight little one," he whispered. He turned the light off and kept the door open ajar so they could listen out for her. He crept down the stairs so he didn't make too much noise, then he joined Rita on the sofa who had poured two glasses of wine and was now tucked up under a blanket.

"She go down okay?" She asked looking up at him and making room for him under the covers.

"Out like a log," he chuckled, snuggling in beside her. He wrapped an arm around her pulling her closer. Rita rested her head on his chest listening to the repetitive beat of his heart underneath her ear. She could feel herself drifting off, she closed her eyes and before she knew it she was fast asleep. About five minutes later Iain spoke up, "Rita; tonight has got me thinking. How about we start a family?" There was no response. "Rita?" He shook her but when he looked down and seen that she was sleeping he just smiled to himself.