Cesca awoke at 4am and then remembered coming in the door in Jonah's arms and then well...falling asleep. She got up and went to the bedroom presuming Jonah would be there, but he wasn't. A very confused Cesca went back into the living and saw a note on the coffee table, as she picked it up she realised Jonah had even sprayed it with his aftershave. 'What a clichéd soppy idiot' Cesca smiled and thought to herself. She opened it up, it read.

You looked so beautiful when I left,

But I left you because you need your rest.

Because your carrying our child,

You need to take it slow and not be so wild.

If you are too wake and want to find me,

I am somewhere good to take it easy.

It's somewhere your likely to get wet,

That probably gave it away, biggest clue yet.

I am chilling here there's a place for you too,

Just remember I will always love you.

It bought a tear to Cesca's eye, although it really was soppy, it warmed her heart. She knew she'd never stop loving Jonah. Ever.

She went into the bathroom and washed her face, and put a bit of mascara on. Nothing much after all less is more.

Cesca opened the lamp-post lit pool's gate. She did so making as little noise as possible, she could just make out Jonah's broad shoulders and muscular arms sat by the pool with his legs dangling in the water. Cesca then began a light jog-something she did not favour-jogging was certainly not her best friend. She ran up behind Jonah and yelled 'YOURR FITT' right into his tiny little ears. This startled him and plunged into the pool. Cesca followed him by doing a bomb, yes a bomb into the water.

They both rose and began to tread water. 'Are you trying to prove your sophistication too me tonight' Jonah laughed 'First you yell your fit in my ear and then to follow you are childishly bombing into the pool, and I thought my wife was that of pure class' said Jonah in a sarcastic yet questionable voice.

'Well I am full of surprises' said Cesca placing a finger on Jonah's nose.

'Oh really' winked Jonah, before yet again diving (like the pun there) into a watery heart felt kiss. After a few minutes of splashing each-other and messing around Jonah made his way too the steps followed by his wife. They got out and sat in an embrace on the sun-loungers.

Jonah rose and put his hand out too Cesca. She looked up and enquired 'Awh are we going?' 'Not yet' replied Jonah.

'Remember on our first night you taught me paso doble? Well I am about too teach you some true elegant English waltz, or is that too sophisticated for you madam?' said Jonah bowing as he said it.

'I may be able to pull it off' said Cesca offering her hand of which Jonah kissed.

'Right then Lady, quick quick slow, quick quick slow, and turn' directed Jonah in a posh accent making Cesca giggle.

'You must take this seriously woman! This a dance of poise and control. IS THAT TOO MUCH TOO ASK?' Jonah rose his 'posh' voice as he neared the end of his spiel, finding it difficult not too burst out laughing himself.

'No Mr. Kibry' Cesca replied timidly as if she was scared although it was fairly obvious she wasn't because she then attempted to get back into Jonah's hold but tripped over his foot in the process. He caught her but they both fell to the ground. Cesca was now attractively flopped on top of Jonah.

'You don't know anything about the waltz do you' laughed Cesca.

'How did you guess?' smiled Jonah.

'Not sure about you but I am a tad chilly, you wanna head up?' asked Cesca still flopped across Jonah.

'Good idea!' Jonah smiled. 'OhMyGod! Wait Ces are you okay, you just full on fell, is the baby okay, I can't believe I forgot, what kind of father am I going to be, what happens if something goes wrong just because of that and, you bombed in the water..

Cesca interrupted Jonah 'Jonah calm down! it's wasn't even a fall you broke my fall by letting me land on you, it really won't effect the baby, tons of women do a lot more strenuous things other than jumping in a pool'

'Correction, bombing into a pool' murmured Jonah.

'You know what I mean' said Cesca.

Jonah pulled Cesca in for a hug 'I'm sorry Ces it was just a sudden realisation, you are okay though right?'

'Yes you silly sausage, and may I say your poem was gorgeous by the way you soppy so and so' Cesca said.

Jonah didn't have to say anything, he simply slipped his hand around her perfect little waist and they walked back the apartment. The time was 6am, just a normal morning for the Kirby's.