Molly was sat on the edge of the bed. She wasn't pregnant. She was relived in one sense she wasn't ready for all of this. However Charles had been so excited at the thought of becoming a farther again.

Molly heard the front door open and shut again.

"Molly we're back. Molly?" Charles called

However molly stayed silent she didn't want anyone right now. She herd Charles come up the stairs.

"Molly?" he came in to the bedroom "oh molly what's happened"

"I…I… I'm not pregnant" molly said with tears in her eyes.

"oh molly. It doesn't matter"

"But I thought that you wanted this"

"Yes it would have been amazing to have another little one but I don't care about that so long as I have you" and he planted a kiss her on her head. "Come on those chips are getting cold and Sam is dyeing to see you"

Molly followed Charles down the stairs and in to the kitchen where Sam was munching on his fish bites and chips. Somehow Sam always cheered her up. It was probably as he reminded her of her siblings.

"Hello molly" he said with a mouth full of chips.

"Hey mister what have we said about talking with your mouth full"

"Sorry daddy"

"'ow we doin' scamp "molly said ruffling his hair

"How come we have him this week end I thought it was Rebecca's week with him"

"It should be but she got invited to a last minute hen do in Blackpool"

Charles handed molly her chips and sat down at the table.

"She can't keep changing her mind about when you can have him."

"I know and I won't let her" Charles smiled.

Molly was putting Sam to bed when Charles came in.

"Nighty night scamp, do you want a story"

"I want molly to read me one. She makes all the voices funny" said Sam

"Fine" said Charles mock hurt and trying to tickle Sam

Molly stuck her tongue out playfully at Charles and giggled. "Which story do you want then trouble."

"Gruffalo … Gruffalo …Gruffalo" Sam chanted

"What again" and Sam nodded "oh alright then"

Molly picked up the book

"Ahem." Molly put on a deep spooky sounding voice " A mouse took a stroll through the deep dark wood a fox saw the mouse and the mouse looked good…"

Sam kept joining in with a sing-song voice and giggling.

"Hey you who's reading this story" Sam giggled and hid under the quilt as molly started to tickle him.

Molly kissed Sam goodnight and went down stairs and in to the kitchen where Charles was making a drink.

"Tea?"

"Yes please I am gasping"

Charles smiled and handed her a steaming hot mug of tea. And they went and watched a film on the telly.

"Sam asleep?"

"Like a log"

Charles smiled and they snuggled up on the sofa together. Molly soon fell asleep on Charles' arm so Charles lifted her up and carried her up the stairs and tucked her in. she stirred softly as Charles got in next to her and snuggled up to him.

thanks for reading please read and review you opinions are important to me. thanks again Duckmadgirl x I do NOT own the Gruffalo all rights belong to Julia Donaldson (author)