Night at the Turners

However big, however small

Let me be part of it all

Share your dreams with me

You may be right, you may be wrong

But say that you'll bring me along

To the world you see

To the world I close my eyes to see

I close my eyes to see

Every night I lie in bed

The brightest colors fill my head

A million dreams are keeping me awake

A million dreams, a million dreams

I think of what the world could be

A vision of the one I see

A million dreams is all it's gonna take

A million dreams for the world we're gonna make

The ride home was quiet. Shelagh was deep in her thoughts, it was very hard on her to leave the kids behind, even when she knew that they were safe at Nonnatus house. "What if Teddy isn't settling down, or Angela sees a squirrel in the garden?"

"Sweetheart, it's already dark outside, so I'm sure Angela will be fine. And for Teddy, he'll be alright as well. Don't worry. And it's like Trixie said, Timothy is right with them, so they aren't without family. And we didn't leave the kids with strangers, the kids adore Sister Julienne. She's as much a grandmother to Angela and Teddy as she's a motherly figure for you," Patrick tried to calm her down. The blond nodded and thanked him with a forced smile for his efforts.

When they arrived at their house, he got out of the car and opened the door for her, "We're home darling. Let's get inside." After the doctor let them in and closed the door behind them, they got out of their coats he looked at his wife. Some little wrinkles had formed on his wives forehead, he tried to smooth them with his fingers and kissed the spot, "Don't worry darling. They're going to be alright tonight, but I'm not sure if I'll be okay, when we won't use this night properly."

Patrick winked at her and Shelagh found her smile again. "You're right. I'm sorry."

"Don't be, it's alright. But how about you make us some tea and I'm going to fill us a bath?" The blonde kissed him and went to the kitchen, while he sprinted up the stairs.

Patrick understood his wife's sorrows about being separated from their kids, but he swore to himself that he would do his best to get her to think about other things. So candles were lit in the bedroom and the en-suite, he run a bath with one of her favorite bubble bath and put their song onto the wireless. Before he went to the bathroom, he had a quick look around and was rather proud of himself. Then the doctor got himself undressed before he sunk into the warm awaiting water.

A short time later Shelagh joined her husband upstairs, already gone were the sad feelings, replaced by excitement about a night full of quality time with the love of her life. The tea was set onto the little cabinet by the bathtub. Patrick was already waiting and helped her to get into the bath. She nestled against him, her back on his chest, his arms wrapped around her. He started to put chaste kisses along her neck. Both had their eyes closed, lulled by the soft scent of lavender and lemon grass and the music playing quiet in the bedroom, they were taking in the moment of peace. The tea long forgotten.

They spent some time together in tub, just enjoying the relaxing water and each others company. Patrick massaged Shelagh's back and tried to loosen up some hardening spots that had formed there. She worried too much sometimes, it seemed the weight of the world was always on her shoulders. But oh how he loved her for being so passionate about everything. A quiet moan escaped her, and it was the loveliest sound of all.

After the water had gone cold Patrick got out first, wrapping himself in a towel and offering another one and a helping hand to his wife. As he wrapped the fluffy towel around her, he turned the small figure in front of him, so that they were facing each other. The doctor couldn't resist finally being able to properly kissing her. Patrick took her head in his hands, smiling at his beautiful wife and leaned in. The kiss started slowly but deepened soon, his hands exploring her back causing the towel to drop. "Sorry," whispering he tried to pick it up again.

Shelagh stopped him, "Who said that we need to be covered in clothes or towels tonight?" With a girlish grin her hands started wandering as well and she managed to open his towel which followed hers on the floor.

"Oh, do you wait Mrs. Turner," he mocked, and while she was running into their bedroom, followed by him he started to attack her with kisses and tickles as a revenge.

Later that night they lay in bed, tangled in their sheets and in a tight embrace. Happily Shelagh drew lazy circles on Patrick's chest with her finger tips, her head resting on his shoulder. Tonight they blissfully took their time making love. "I must admit, it was a very good present. Not having to fear to be interrupted by Teddy being awaken," she kissed his chin. "The only thing is, I'm not sure how I can go to Nonnatus House tomorrow morning."

Her husband looked at her with a raised eyebrow "I'm afraid I don't understand?"

Shelagh tried to hide her face at his chest, she felt a little embarrassed, "Didn't you see they way Trixie looked at us? They know what we were doing tonight."

He was amused at how innocent his wife still could be sometimes, "You know, they probably know that we aren't only sleeping all night every night. Or if I think about it at other times at some days," He smirked and continued, "You know, they are midwives and as much as Teddy is our little miracle, he's not just that much of a miracle." Patrick couldn't hide his laughter.

She playfully slapped him. "I know, but still. Well never mind. I wouldn't change a thing we did tonight."

"That much I hope my darling," he kissed her forehead.

They enjoyed being together, not bothering about being called out by one of the children having a nightmare or a patient in need. After a while Patrick tried to untangle himself from Shelagh, who wasn't so pleased about it. "What are you doing?" she chunted.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not going anywhere." He kissed her, before he leaned over and got the little present out of the nightstand to hand it over to his wife. "I've got you something."

Shelagh looked at him with big bright eyes and was surprised. "I know that I don't say it often enough, but you're my world Shelagh and I am so very glad that you chose me over Him. A life that gave you security and meaning, for a life with me and an road unknown to travel. You healed me, you are a wonderful mother to our children and I don't even know I'd cope with the surgery or the maternity home without you. Without you my darling I'm nothing, I'd be lost. So thank you Shelagh for being my wife, for loving me without doubt and always being by my side."

"Oh Patrick..." a soft whisper was all she could manage before she kissed him lovingly. "I love you too, and I've never regretted to have chosen this life with you by my side."

They both smiled at each other and got lost in their own world. But then he remembered the present, "Open it, sweetheart. I hope you like it." The blonde sat up in bed and started to open the wrapping paper slowly, so it wouldn't get destroyed. "You know, you can be a real tease Mrs. Turner." Patrick joked. All the sudden he couldn't deal with the excitement if she'd liked. To spare him any more fuss, she hurried a little bit more. When Shelagh was done unpacking it, she was indeed surprised.

The box hold a beautiful necklace, the pendant consisted of four silver rings that had their wedding date and the names of the children engraved. "This is so beautiful, thank you Patrick!"

"Just as beautiful as your are!"

He helped her to put the necklace on and got rewarded with another kiss and even more cuddles. So they sunk back into the cushions. Her head resting once again on his shoulders, her favorite place. The doctor looked at her, his left hand smoothing her hair, his right one playing with her wedding band on her left hand on his chest. "If the world would go down now, I wouldn't mind, I couldn't be more happy. All my dreams have come true."

"Oh Patrick, you're such a dramatist. The world won't get down and we'll have all the time... well at least tonight." She winked at him and he couldn't deny her more of his time, devotion, love and another round of passionate but slow love making. Who'd know when they'd have all the time in the world again.

THE END

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