A/N: Well, FreekyDisaster18 asked for a sequel to "The Tears In Her Eyes" so here it is...sort of. Hopefully the title will make sense as you read it. Hope you enjoy it!! :)

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Angels and Labradors

Robbie sat down at the kitchen table and took a long sip of his coffee. He considered himself to be a fairly active man but three Jardine children and a dog had really taken it out of him. At least they were now all asleep, including the dog who was now sprawled across the kitchen floor.

Whirr...snap. Whirr...snap. Whirr...snap. Whirr...snap.

Robbie shot an irritated glare in the direction of his companion; Stuart didn't notice and kept spinning the coin on the table.

Whirr...snap. Whirr...snap.

Robbie's knuckles turned white as he gripped the handle of his coffee mug, absently he began to wonder whether he could claim self defence if he killed Stuart.

"Do you think it will be a girl or a boy?" Stuart asked, finally stopping his coin spinning and looking at Robbie.

Robbie gave a shrugged a shoulder as he took a sip from his mug, "Who knows? Michael said he'd call when it was over."

Stuart nodded and went back to his coin spinning. He was just about to spin the coin again when Robbie grabbed his hand, "Could you please stop that?" he asked. Stuart looked up, the words had been polite but Robbie's tone and look confirmed the threat behind them.

Stuart pocketed the coin.

"I tell you what, they'll have their hands full either way," Robbie continued, as though there had been no interruption, "those kids..." he shook his head.

Stuart nodded in agreement, "I know," he glanced over at the Labrador snoring on the floor, "and now they have a dog as well."

Robbie nodded, "They have certainly come a long way," he agreed, trying not to snigger at the memory of the birth of Jackie and Michael's first child, Jimmy.

Michael had been so nervous he had almost left without taking his car keys and the memory of him trying to fill out all the details on the hospital forms still made Robbie laugh.

Robbie absently rubbed his eyes; at least now all four of them were old hats at this: Michael would call, Robbie and Stuart would come around to watch the other children and then Michael would take Jackie to the hospital. In fact this time all Michael had to say was "It's time," and Robbie and Stuart were on their way.

"Uncle Robbie?" Robbie looked up at the small voice to find Nerys, her teddy tucked under an arm, standing in the doorway. "Had Daddy rung yet?" Robbie shook his head.

"No, love, he hasn't," he said, beckoning her into the room.

"Will Mummy be all right?" she asked, coming up beside him.

"Your Mummy will be fine," Robbie promised her as he lifted her onto his knee, "your Mummy is the bravest, strongest woman I have ever met," Robbie told her, "besides, she has done this before," he added, tapping her on the nose.

Nerys giggled, "Do you think it will be a boy or a girl?" she asked, resting her head on his shoulder.

"I don't know," Robbie told her, "but do you know that your Uncle Stuart here just asked me the same question."

Nerys lifted her head to look over at Stuart, "What do you think the baby will be Uncle Stuart?" she asked.

"I don't know, what would you like it to be?" Stuart asked.

Nerys thought for a moment, "I think I would like another sister," she said decisively.

"Not another brother?" Robbie asked.

Nerys scrunched up her face, "No! Jimmy's enough," she said firmly, "but I guess Katie's ok," she conceded, "so another sister would be good."

"I guess we'll just have to wait and see," Robbie said as Nerys settled her head on his shoulder again.

"Why are Mummy and Daddy having another baby?" Nerys asked after a moment, Robbie and Stuart exchanged glances. "Don't they love us enough?" she continued, Robbie and Stuart both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Of course they love you, cupcake," Robbie assured her.

"They just love you so much they want another baby," Stuart explained.

Nerys nodded, before her expression turned thoughtful once more. She looked up at Robbie, "Uncle Robbie, you won't call the new baby 'cupcake' will you?"

Robbie looked down at her, "Did I call Katie 'cupcake'?" he asked.

Nerys shook her head, "No, you call her pumpkin."

Robbie nodded, "Exactly and I call Jimmy 'tiger,' so the new baby will have a new name all to itself," he assured her.

She nodded again, satisfied.

"Now, cupcake," he said, adding extra stress to her pet name, "I think it's time you went back to bed."

"But I'm not sleepy," Nerys insisted through a yawn. Robbie raised an eyebrow and Nerys reluctantly started to get off his lap. She let out a squeal of delight as he picked her up, tossing her in the air slightly as he did so.

"I never said anything about you going upstairs on your own," he teased.

After settling Nerys, Robbie poked his head around the door of the other bedrooms. Katrina was fast asleep on her bed, her thumb hanging slightly out of her mouth and Jimmy was sprawled across his bed in a tangle of blankets.

Only angels when they're sleeping, he thought with an amused smile as he made his way back downstairs. Perhaps Michael and Jackie weren't so nuts having four kids (and a dog) after all.

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A/N: I've been wanting to do a 'Robbie and Stuart babysit' story for a while now, I thought this might work :) And I reckon Robbie would probably the favourite of the two 'uncles' (not that we don't love Stuart!)