A little one-shot, may be a multi-chapter story if people like it! A mini idea that popped in to my head the other night, Connor and Abby are setting things up for their arrival.

"I was thinking...yellow?" Connor thought out loud as he walked down the aisles, arm and arm with his wife, Abby Maitland, searching for the perfect colour for their child's nursery. He'd been waiting to paint the nursery for months, since they found out they were going to be parents, he wanted everything to be perfect, the perfect crib, mobile, wardrobe, and wooden rocking chair in the corner, but first, they needed to find the right colour. Abby stroked her tiny bump as they seemed to be walking around for hours, her feet were starting to hurt, and all she wanted to do was to go home, put her feet up and watch telly with her Husband.

"Yellow's too...neutral, no I don't like yellow." Abby shook her head, "It'll blind us every time we walk in the nursery, we need something light, but at the same neutral, like a creamy colour!"

"We could always just find out what we're having..."Connor suggested, he'd been trying to persuade Abby that they should find out the sex of their baby ever since they found out Abby was pregnant, Connor never was one for being patient. Abby wasn't one for waiting either, but she wanted it to be a surprise, no matter how much Connor nagged at her.

"We have been through this," Abby sighed, her message clearly wasn't registering or going through in his mind. "We are not and I repeat, not finding out what we are having, we're just going to have to wait! It's called a surprise!"

"But I don't l don't like surprises." Connor whined, lowering down to kiss his wife, he loved being able to do that now, being able to kiss Abby as his wife, he could remember the days where he'd think about one day when he'd finally kiss her, running it over and over in his head, wondering if it would ever even happen. And now look, he could kiss her whenever he wanted, within reason if course, he'd found out a few months earlier that Abby didn't like to be kissed why asleep, and he found out quickly as she accidently slapped in the face. He'd never forget that.

"I'm sure this surprise will be worth it." Abby smirked, "now, are we going to go with the cream colour, or not? We can always change it once the baby's here of course?"

"I suppose so," Connor grinned down at his wife before picking up a few tins of paint, he was a genius, but the amount of paint needed for a room was beyond him, he decided it was better to be safe than sorry and grabbed a few tins, the last thing he wanted was to be traipsing up and down these aisles for hours on end...again.

"There!" Abby grinned, "Now can we pay and just go home and put our feet up?" she asked, but started to walk away, leaving Connor standing with the paint.

"But...I thought we were going to start painting tonight?"

XX

"You shouldn't be doing this!" Connor insisted as Abby walked in to the nursery, paintbrushes in both hands, and her oldest clothes on, ready to paint away.

"I'm sure a little bit of painting isn't going to do much harm! Only half an hour or so, I'll be fine, besides, if I leave all this room to you...it'll take weeks." Abby teased, grinning up at Connor, lightly tapping him with her spare paintbrush, "so come on Mister, the sooner we get going the sooner it's done! And the sooner we can start on the crib, and the decorations, and...everything else. Which you can do, if you want, seeing as though you keep complaining about me doing DIY."

"Course I'll do it! How hard can it be?" Connor mused as they began to paint, Connor sticking to the large areas, Abby keeping with the small parts, mainly the edges. "I mean they come with instructions and everything, so they can't be too difficult to put up, a few screws here, a few screws there."

"This coming from the man who couldn't even put up a shelf?"

"you chose the difficult shelf!" Connor defended, "You insisted on the zig-zag shelf, the impossible shelf. With impossible screws and hinges and what have you! That took me days to put up! The instructions weren't clear enough for me!"

"Yeah, yeah Con." Abby whispered and stopped painting for a moment, rubbing her hand against her small bump, feeling something. Connor continued to ramble on about his DIY skills for a few more minutes, until he noticed Abby had stopped.

"Abs?" He looked down at her as she rubbed her stomach, concern was filling his voice, "Abs? What is it?"

"Give me your hand." She whispered, a small grin forming on her delicate face, taking his hand in hers, placing it on Abby's belly. Connor hesitated slightly as nothing happened, just as he was about to say something and interrupt the silence, he felt a tiny movement under him, their baby.

"Was that?" he whispered, Abby nodding to him gently. Connor bent down on to his knees, beaming as he felt their little one kick for the first time, and kissed her stomach, "That's-that's...wow! Our baby! Our baby moved!" Connor grinned, "They moved!"

"I know!" Abby grinned; Connor's grin was always so infectious. His eyes were filled with happiness and excitement, she could see happy tears were brimming, but he blinked them away.

"Our child," Connor began, "Our child, is a genius, they're a genius, they're...wow."

"You want to finish with the painting for now?" Abby whispered as Connor seemed to have lost the power of talking, so he simply nodded, they'd only finished one of the baby's walls for now. "Come on then," She smiled, taking his hand in hers, "We'll go relax on the sofa, sit there and just talk about how clever our son or daughter is?"

"Sounds fantastic." Connor smiled, the reality of them having a baby was finally hitting home. Those first movements, they were having a baby. Of course he knew that anyway, both of them had known for months, but now everything seemed so real, in four or so month's time, they were going to have to look after a small person, that was something Connor had dreamed about, especially when he met Abby. And now it was happening. They were starting the nursery, ready for their arrival; he'd got the girl in the end, now he was finally getting the family he'd always wanted.

Connor's mind drifted to his old friend Cutter, he wanted to do Cutter proud, and at this moment in time, Connor thought he would most certainly would be.

What did you all think? Shall I carry on with Connor trying to put up their baby's cot? Then maybe an extra chapter with the baby?

Let me know what you all think and if you think I should add some more chapters on!

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