Hi guys :) I know it's been a while since I've published anything but I've been focussing on my exams, and now they're almost over so I decided to start writing again! I've got quite a few ideas for this fic so I think it's gonna be a long multi-chapter fic. I will try my upmost to avoid publishing anything with typos or mistakes but sometimes, I'm afraid they happen. Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading the first chapter of 'The Kent Family'!
Monday 25th August 2014
"What do you want to do for your birthday then?" Tom asked curiously as he drove his wife home after a long, tiring day at work. It was Sam's birthday on Friday, and she would be turning 29 years old.
"What do you mean?" Sam queried as she pulled her hair band out and let her thick hair fall down over her shoulders.
"Well do you want to get everyone in the ED to go to the pub and have a few drinks? Or we could go to the cinema, bowling, a restaurant..." Tom listed.
"I've gotta be honest, I'd be happy with having a movie night." Sam admitted - the couple's movie nights often occurred around once a fortnight where they would spend the evening snuggled up on the sofa, watching a couple of DVDs and they would order in a takeaway to save cooking.
"Okay, got any preferences on the movies?"
"Um..."
"C'mon, I'll treat you. Any movie you want." He smiled.
"How about... 'Captain Phillips' and... Oh what was that movie I saw the advert for? Um... Oh, it's called 'All is Lost'." Sam suggested.
"Yep. If that's what the birthday girl wants, that's what she gets." Tom said childishly.
"You do realise that I'm not turning 10 right?" Sam retorted and Tom pulled a face to mock her.
"By the way, because your birthday is on Friday and we've got work, you won't get your main present until Saturday morning." Tom stated.
"Which would be...?" Sam queried cheekily.
"It's a surprise."
"Can I have a hint?"
"No, I'm not giving anything away." Tom said smugly.
"Is it... Expensive?" Sam asked.
"Not telling."
"Is it big or small?"
"My lips are sealed."
"Does it make noises?"
"Sam, I'm not telling you!" Tom laughed as he parked on the curb of the ground floor apartment that they lived in.
"Fine." Sam sulked as she grabbed her handbag and took off her seatbelt.
"Although, I think you can guess what one of your smaller presents is." He teased. "In fact, it's definitely not small at all!" He laughed.
"No, Tom... None of that, it'll be the wrong time of month; I'm due on in a couple of days." Sam stated bluntly.
"Oh, alright. Don't worry about that then. It'll just be me and you, snuggled up on the sofa together. Sound good?" He asked as he got out of the car and went around to her side.
"Sounds perfect." Sam smiled as she went up on her tiptoes, placed her hands on his chest and gently planted her lips on his as he snaked his arms around her waist.
Friday 29th August 2014, 5pm
Tom had missed his lunch break so that he could leave work an hour early to tidy up their flat and get things ready for their cozy evening planned - Sam of course knew he had left early because she had noticed his absence, but when she entered the staff room to get changed out of her scrubs at the end of her shift, she hadn't expected to find Tom standing by her locker wearing his blue superman hooded onesie!
"C'mon birthday girl, everything is ready for you and I want you to change into this, not your work clothes." Tom stated as he handed Sam a bag containing her black batman hooded onesie.
"What? And walk through reception wearing that?" Sam couldn't help but smirk.
"Well I walked in here like this." Tom stated bluntly. "C'mon, get changed otherwise dinner will get cold." He stared and Sam rolled her eyes before she opened her locker where she had several small gift bags and cards from colleagues. She had already received her card, a new purse, a gift voucher for H&M as she never usually treated herself to some new clothes unless she needed them, two CDs that she had asked for, a new pair of GHD straighteners and a gift bag filled with Sam's favourite chocolates and toiletries such as bath oils, massage oils and a Hollister body spray from Tom that morning when she had been given breakfast in bed - Tom could certainly up his game when he wanted to. She quickly got changed, grabbed her gift bags and cards and threw her scrubs in the washing basket before Tom drove her home.
After a filling Indian takeaway, Sam was spooning with Tom on the sofa as they watched 'Captain Phillips' in their dark living room and Sam had a hot water bottle on her stomach to keep her pain-free whilst they were under a shared blanket in their superhero onesies.
"How're you feeling?" Tom asked kindly as he had been holding the source of heat for her and he had noticed that she had been a little fidgety.
"Pretty good." Sam nodded. "I don't know how to explain it, but I'm not in pain it's just, I can't get comfortable." Sam explained disjointedly. "Why do I have to go through this every month?" Sam moaned rhetorically as she put her hand over Tom's on the hot water bottle, and pressed it down harder - she wasn't in agony but she couldn't stop moving - almost like restless leg syndrome only it was her pelvis that she kept on moving.
"So that one day, your womb can carry our children." Tom said softly. "Speaking of which, I've been meaning to talk to you about when you want children." Tom admitted quietly as he pressed pause to stop the film. He knew that they both wanted children, he just wanted to know a time frame i.e. whether she wanted a child in weeks, months or years. "Because-"
"I'm ready when you are." Sam and Tom said simultaneously and instantly, Sam twisted her neck to face her beaming husband. "Really?" The both asked and they chuckled at their actions.
"You first." Sam ordered.
"Okay. Well you know that I want kids, and I think I'm ready, but I don't want to rush you into anything; it's your body so it's your choice." Tom stated. "Now you."
"Okay, um... I think I'm ready. I mean, I... I don't see why I wouldn't be ready but a few weeks before we do try, I need to stop drinking alcohol all together and start taking vitamins and folic acid." Sam explained slowly. All her life, she had never been entirely sure as to whether she wanted children or not, because she didn't know if she would be a good mum or if she would be able to do everything right. But ever since she had married Tom, she knew that she'd be okay because he would be the best possible dad, and he would support her through the pregnancy no matter what.
"Well, if you're on now, you'll be ovulating in around two weeks time won't you?" Tom asked curiously.
"Roughly, yeah." Sam nodded.
"Well then why don't we try then? Forget birth control, you can start taking vitamins tomorrow, and we can really try and have a baby." Tom said eagerly.
"Um... Okay then!" Sam agreed nervously as she hadn't expected it to have been so soon. But at the same time, she already felt excited about the chance that she, Sam Kent, would actually be planning on having a baby with the man that she loved. Tom was grinning and Sam was smiling as she twisted her neck even further and kissed Tom passionately on the lips. Their lips lingered as they brushed against each other before Sam turned back around to face the TV and snuggled into Tom's embrace under the blanket. "Y'know it's really bugging me that I don't have a clue what you've gotten me." Sam admitted with a hint of annoyance.
"Well you'll get it tomorrow. And we'll leave here around 8ish." He stated.
"Am or pm?"
"In the morning." Tom stated.
"Okay... Can't you just give me a hint?" She pleaded.
"No because if I tell you tonight, I don't think you'll sleep." Tom stated. "Mind you, it is either going to be a bloody brilliant present, or it's going to be a disaster." He admitted jokily.
"What? Tom now I need to know what it is!" Sam demanded.
"No. What you need to know," Tom began sternly as he continued to hold the hot water on her abdomen tightly, "is that we haven't got work for the next two days, and that the sooner you go to sleep, the sooner tomorrow will come." Tom stated.
"Can we sleep here? I can't be bothered to go to bed." Sam admitted.
"Nope. We've done that before and you woke up with a stiff neck." Tom stated.
"But you always wake up with a stiff neck." Sam joked sheepishly.
"It's not a stiff neck, it's morning wood." Tom corrected defensively. "And it is the worst thing in the world if you need the toilet." He added. "C'mon, bedtime." He ordered as he scooped her, her hot water bottle and her blanket into his arms, switched the TV off and then carried her through to their bedroom where he tucked her under the duvet. "Goodnight, and happy birthday." Tom whispered before he placed a light kiss on Sam's forehead and then climbed into his side of the bed but both had a bit of difficultly sleeping because even after a long week at work, Tom was anxious as to what Sam's reaction to her main present would be, and Sam's mind was wondering what her gift actually was.
Coming up: Sam's receives her main birthday present. Will she be as open-armed as Tom had hoped?
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