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I feel like I'm dreaming.
Oh, so I know, I know, I know, I know that I'm never leaving.
No, I won't go.

Don't forget where you belong–home.
Don't forget where you belong–home.
If you ever feel alone–don't.
You were never on your own.
And the proof is in this song.

Lights off when they should be on.
Even stars in the skies, they're wrong.
Short days when the nights are long
When I think of the things I've done
Don't matter how far I've gone–
I'm always feeling at home.

- Two weeks ago -

"I love it," said Ollie, "Should we put an offer in?"

- One week ago -

"Zosh! Our offer's been accepted!"

- Present Day -

"So much to unpack!" said a flustered Zosia, rushing around the boxes.

"I'll assemble essential furniture like the bed and wardrobes and you can decorate the rooms that are already done like the kitchen and the living room." Ollie said, "Please don't lift anything too heavy."

"Alright, Mr Bossy!" she said cheekily, "Do you want a hand?"

"Nah, I'll be alright," he replied.

"Just shout if you need help, which I know you will because you're terrible at manly stuff like DIY." she smirked.

"I can't be brilliant at everything you know, Mrs Valentine."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just get that bed put up so that we can have some fun."

"I know, sleeping is so fun, I can't think of anything better."

She playfully punched him in the arm.

"Get to work, Bob the Builder."

...

"Well that's our bedroom sorted." said Ollie, who was red in the face and sweating, "I'm better at surgery than assembling flat-pack furniture, I must add."

"I should hope so!" Zosia replied as she looked for the box in which were her clothes, "Found it!"

"Found what?" asked Ollie, as he took a sip of water.

"Our clothes."

"That's a shame, I quite like it when you have no clothes on."

"That sounds so pervy, Ollie!"

Zosia started to fold the outfits and put them away in drawers. She put up the photographs and lamps on the bedside tables but, as most of their stuff at Ollie's flat was vandalised, everything that they had bought was being delivered to their new address.

"We should start buying baby clothes and stuff." she said, not looking up, "There's only three months until these little ones are on their way!"

"Are you done in there, then?" he replied, "I can drive to Mothercare if you want."

"Yes please!"

...

"Ok, so what's on our list?" Ollie said.

"Literally everything." Zosia replied, "We can start with clothes, they'll need probably four day outfits and two night outfits each and I want to dress them in matching so we need three of everything you choose."

"Okay." he said.

After ten minutes, the outfits were chosen. They each had a pale pink sleep suit and Ollie thought it would be cute if they each had a sleep suit with a Winnie the Pooh character on it. Anna had Piglet, Paris had Eeyore and Penny had Tigger. Next, they added three flat-pack pink and white frilly bassinets to the trolley and three pink and white mobiles to go above them. Zosia picked up some nappies, formula, bottles and burping cloths. Now was the special part - toys. Ollie chose a floppy grey rabbit for Penny and Zosia chose a white one for Paris. Anna got a pale pink one and they each got matching blankets.

"This is all becoming so real now." he said.

"It's very real when you have to carry them around in your stomach for nine months, Valentine." she quipped.

They got home and started to assemble the nursery. The bassinets were next to each other along the back wall and Ollie had managed to secure the mobiles above them. Zosia folded the blankets and put each one in the corresponding bassinet with the toy as well. They had decided that Anna would be the oldest triplet, followed by Penny and then Paris so Anna's crib was nearest to the door with Penny's in the middle and Paris's at the end. There was a chest opposite which had pink square fabric boxes instead of wooden drawers. In the top three boxes went each triplet's clothes, in the middle three were bottles, nappies and burping cloths and in the bottom drawers were three very special items. Memory books. On the front, there were boxes for baby's weight, length, date and time of birth and of course name. In the book there was space for special pictures like as a newborn, first feed, first bath and there were spaces right at the back for first haircut and first tooth.

"I can't wait." said Ollie, stroking her hair.

"Me neither." said Zosia, "I love you Ollie."

"I love you too Zosia."