"Peter?" Chummy sleepily asked, shaking him awake.
"Hmm? What?" He asked half awake and yawning.
"Look up, seems we have gained a few sleepy travelers!" She replied, looking in between them and snuggling up the two year old.
"The storm must have scared them." Peter whispered, holding a six year old Freddie on his chest.
"Peter where are the others? They're too quiet." She asked, raising her brow.
"Asleep I presume, dreaming about their new brother or sister." He reached over and rubbed circles on her belly.
"Soon we will know, fifth one's a charm!" She winked, giving a cheeky grin.