Chapter 2- in you, my heart has found a home
A/N
Hey guys, if you have any requests for Zoe or any other character to have a scene with with another Holby or Casualty character, let me know!
Also, I've set myself a challenge to include a line from an Ella Eyre song in a chapter name or in a chapter of this fic itself.
Reviews welcome,
Laura xxx
Max drew up at the Walker's family home.
Zoe and Max had moved from their flat a year after Mia was born to live at a bigger house near the town centre of Holby. At some point in the future they were hoping to adopt again-a toddler this time, perhaps.
The house that they had moved into had 6 bedrooms, and a big garden. Mia loved having friends from nursery over and playing hide and seek with them in the garden.
"Come on, sweetheart." Said Zoe, lifting her daughter out of her car seat and cuddling her close. "You're exhausted, aren't you?" She said softly as Mia yawned. The little girl had recently been doing 9-2 at nursery for two days a week and it wore her out.
"I think tea, bath, and bed is in order." Said Max.
Zoe nodded. "And cuddles on the sofa for us afterwards?"
"Of course."
"That's what I like to hear." She smiled.
Zoe carried Mia to the front door, Max locked the car and let them all in.
"Thank you." The consultant said to her husband, setting Mia down. "Why don't you go and put your stuff upstairs, sweetheart?"
"Okay Mummy." She replied, taking her bag from her mum and running upstairs to her bedroom.
"I'll put Mia in the front room with a blanket and the TV on." Said Zoe. "And I'll sit with her for a while-could you make me a cuppa, please?"
"Of course I will, I'll start on tea soon too." Said the porter.
"But-" She protested.
"Yes, I know that you were going to cook us all something, but I know that you've had a long day and that you'd rather snuggle up with Mia for a bit in front of Peppa Pig." Her husband chuckled.
Zoe sighed. "You're the best, you know that?"
"I know." He grinned cheekily.
"That head of yours will get too big to fit through the front door soon." She laughed, kissing him. "I love you Mr Walker."
"I love you too Mrs Walker." Max smiled.
Zoe went upstairs and put her bag and coat away in her wardrobe. She got changed into a pair of jeans, T-shirt, and slippers.
The consultant put her phone on charge and left it it her room, and made her way downstairs.
Amelia was in the large living room, a small bowl full of cheesy ritz biscuits (her favourite) and a cupful of juice on the coffee table in front of her.
Max was sat next to his daughter, his eyes focused on the TV screen. "So what d'you want to watch, Mia?" He asked her.
"Peppa Pig, please." Amelia replied.
"Hello, you two." Zoe smiled at the pair.
"Mummy!" Her daughter smiled.
Zoe got a large tartan blanket out of the wicker basket in front of the coffee table and laid it over her daughter, tucking it around her shoulders. "Hello, sweetheart. How are you?"
"Tired." Responded the little girl, yawning.
Zoe sat down next to her daughter and pulled her close. "Oh, Mia. Well, at least it's a Saturday tomorrow. We can have a lazy day, yeah?"
Mia nodded and cuddled into her mum. "Yeah."
Zoe pressed play on the TV remote, and turned her attention to the screen. "Thank you, Max." She said, carefully picking up the cup of tea that he had made her.
"It's okay." Her husband replied, giving her a kiss. "I'll get tea started, okay?" He asked in a soft voice, a gentle smile on his face.
"Okay, what're we having?"
"There's some mini pizzas in the fridge, I think that we'll have that with some roast veg and maybe some pasta."
"That sounds nice-if there's any pepperoni pizza I'll have that please." Said his wife. "Oh, remind me to put Mia's picture up later!"
"Yes, m'lady." Max smiled. "Mia, d'you want ham and pineapple pizza?"
Mia nodded.
"Right, see you in a while." Said the porter.
A few hours later...
Mia had fallen asleep soon after she had eaten, her mum had put her to bed.
Zoe and Max were now snuggled up on the sofa, watching the log fire crackling on the hearth. It was late September, the cold evenings were beginning to creep in.
"I love you." The female informed her husband, nuzzling into his chest.
"I love you too." He said, dropping a lazy kiss to the root of her hair and squeezing her hand, feeling the coolness of her wedding ring against his fingers.
"I'm looking forward to Monday." Zoe smiled. She and Max had the day off, Mia was at nursery all day.
"Ditto. Have you got anything planned?"
"Shopping, I'd like some new shoes to go with the dress that I bought a few weeks ago. And I want to treat you to lunch."
"Zoe, you don't have to... " The porter protested.
"Hush." She silenced him, lifting her head and silencing him with a kiss. "I want to thank you for the other day."
The day in question was the day that Max had decided to take Mia to Robyn and Lofty's for the day, inform Serena that he and Zoe were I'll, and whisk his wife off to the spa for the day.
"Oh, okay." Max beamed. "In that case Mrs Walker, I look forward to it."
Zoe grinned and cuddled against him once again. She yawned and put her hand over her mouth. "I think it's bed time for us soon, too!"
Max nodded, wrapping his arms around her. "Okey doke. Um, Zoe?"
"Hm?" She asked, checking her phone for messages.
"Have you thought anymore about adopting another child?" He decided to broach the subject.
Zoe sighed. "I think that we should wait until Amelia is settled into her new routine at nursery before we make anymore changes."
Max cuddled his wife close. "Yeah, whatever we do we should put Amelia first."
The consultant nodded. "We should." She responded, standing up. "Come on," she said, holding her hand out. "Sleep time, as Mia would say."
