AN: I own nothing clearly, I wrote this while sitting in the doctor's office...
She was laying bare under the sheets fast asleep by the time he joined her in the early morning hours.
He knew it was partly for comfort partly because she had hoped to entice him into a situation that
would find him in the same state of undress. His poor witch was now two weeks over due according to
her calculations with their first child and wouldn't hear of magical induction methods. She had told him
repeatedly that the baby would come when he was ready.
A boy, yes he was a true Weasley no girl for him the first time but he'd be sure that the next would be another try for a granddaughter his mother deserved it. Though his wife was like a daughter to her it would be different, little bushy red curls on a girl. His mother would love it. He stripped down and curled into bed with her, pressing his face into her hair.
"You're late and there is a new burn on your hip I can feel it from here." she whispered sleepily.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to wake you. And I'm sorry for being late, Norberta won't let anyone near her
eggs to check them." he said before placing a kiss on her shoulder.
"Charlie," she sighed rolling over. "go get me the cream, I can't believe you weren't going to wake me."
He chuckled almost as he got up. She hadn't always been his witch she belonged to his brother once
until things fell apart. War changes people he knew that. It robbed him of a brother and while he
had many to spare the loss of even one is heart wrenching. He looked back at her while he dug in the
medicine cabinet of their ensuite.
"I want you to go back to London after you have this baby. At least for a while."
"I'm not going anywhere without you," She shook her head furiously as he walked back over to her and she hoisted herself into a sitting position.
"You wouldn't be, I put in for a transfer, I'd be there right behind you. Dirk said it should go through by next week, plus you'd have mum." He smirked as he laid down beside her and she started to put the cream on his burn.
"Charlie you know I love your mother like she was my own but it isn't the same as having your husband there with you."
"Hermione, I wouldn't expect you to stay without me." He said as she pulled back.
"You may have too," she said as she winced breathing out slowly.
"Now?" He asked sitting up in shock, she nodded.