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Lizzie woke to the comfortable feeling of William's arm over her body. She turned and found him already awake.
"Morning, Mr. Darcy." She moaned as she arched into a stretch.
"Good morning, Mrs. Bennet-Darcy." He traced a foot up her leg.
"I just realized that you are my Mr. Darcy. You're now all mine." She traced a finger up his arm.
"And what do you plan to do with the revelation?"
"This." She rolled him over and kissed him deeply.
"Can I wake up to this every morning?" He smiled cheekily.
She dramatically sighed. "If you wish."
SIX MONTHS LATER and Lizzie still woke William up with a kiss every morning. Only when they fought severely (which was twice) did she not kiss him in the morning.
The honeymoon was over, though, and they had settled into a comfortable routine. She would always wake first and would kiss William awake. She would get ready first, followed by him and they would eat breakfast together.
They would drive to work separately, then meet up for lunch, then meet at home when work was over to eat dinner together.
Today was different. Today, she didn't meet him for lunch. Today he didn't see her until she came home late for dinner. She walked in in a haze and dropped her things on the floor before she started her tea.
"What's up?" William asked.
No response.
"Lizzie?"
Nothing.
He grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her to face him. "What is wrong?"
"I'm three month's pregnant." She whispered.
"What?" He was stunned.
"We're going to have a baby." She smiled.
He smiled and picked her up and spun her around in a circle. They both started laughing and he kissed her.
"We're going to have a baby." He stated.
"Yes."
"WE are going to have a baby."
"M'hmm."
His face filled with fear. "I can't be a father."
"What?" Lizzie was shook her head, stunned.
"You know me Lizzie, and I will not be a good father."
"William Darcy." She cupped his face with her hands. "I know that you are sweet, and loving, and the most wonderful and amazing person I have ever known. You will be an amazing father."
"How do you know exactly what to say to make me feel better?" He hugged her.
"Because I love you." She stated.
William kneeled in front of her. "Hello, kiddo." He placed his hands on her stomach. "Every day until you're born, and every day after, I am going to tell you how amazing your mother is. I want you to know how much we love each other, and how much we love you." Lizzie's eyes started to well up with tears. "I want you to know that I will always love you and, no matter what happens, that I will always protect you." He stood back up and looked at Lizzie. "How was that?"
"That was prolific, and perfect, and you are never allowed to say that you never know what to say again." She hugged him as tightly as possible. 'And I know what I want to call our child."
"And what is that?"
"William or Anne." She smiled up at him. "After your parents."
"Did I ever mention how perfect you are?"
She shrugged. "Only once or twice a day."
"Well, you are." He kissed her.
Six months later, she delivered a little girl. They called her Anne and the first thing William said to her was "I hope you grow up to be just like your mother."