Carla had worked so hard on getting everything ready these last few weeks. She had got Peter on light paper sorting duties and organising the folders for the house and today she was finalising everything so they should get the keys at the end of the week. She was worried though in case of jeopardising Peter's recovery because she just knew he would want to be involved and in a way she knew it was only fair as he was excited and she didnt want to dampen his spirits over the whole thing. Carla had been basically living at the Barlow's the majority of the time, she and Peter curling up in the single bed every night watching telly together and just resting, she was waiting on him hand and foot and he was grateful.
"Here," she says passing him a paper bag, he frowns "Custard tart, Roy made too many so he gave us a couple not that I fancy it mind you so as you got your appetite back I thought I could start bulking you up once more"
"Oh cheers love" he rolls his eyes knowing she was only joking, she giggles "Are you ok?"
"Yeah I've just got a splitting headache that's all" she shrugs, he presses a hand to her forehead
"You do seem quite hot baby" he pouts his lips, she just smiles taking out a couple of paracetamol from her bag and using his water to take them "You can fill that up"
"I was thirsty" she protests finishing off his water "How has your morning been then?"
"Boring, as usual, me and my dad went out for a walk"
"That's good" Carla nods with a grin as her phone goes off, she frowns "Estate agent"
"Answer," he says trying to contain his excitement as she answers, she paces around the room hanging on the end of the call an excited smile plastered all over face as she ends it "What?"
"How would you like to move next week?" she grins, Peter gasps and nods "We get the keys in a couple of days"
"Really?"
"Yes!" she beams kissing him passionately on the lips, he runs his hand up her top before squeezing her arse "Hey!"
"Sorry" he grins up at her with a cheeky smile, she smirks and shakes her head coyly
"You're still on bed rest," she says as Peter pouts his lips "I mean it Peter I'm not having you overdo it which means I need to find reinforcements"
"Like who?"
"Daniel or Adam" she shrugs, Peter groans in annoyance "Tracy even, we were getting on well at the wedding"
"You and Tracy?" he laughs slightly "Maybe I need a brain transplant"
"Oh leave off" she groans walking over the wardrobe "Luckily you travel light eh?"
"Compared to you and your thirty-odd pairs of shoes"
"I have you know now that I moved in with Roy I've reduced my collection down to twenty"
"Because ten are really going to make a difference aren't they?"
"Hey!" she pouts her lips "A girl has to have a collection of shoes, it's basically a law"
"If you say so, all I need are my boots" he grins, she shakes her head "And what do you need twenty shoes for?"
"Well, there's the client meetings at Underworld and the business meals, so I choose between five pairs of my Louboutin's, if it's other stuff I just go with my docs or my ugg boots because they're comfy. Trainers for the exercise I don't do-"
"Yet you still manage to look amazing" he comments, she blushes slightly and pulls the case down from the top of the wardrobe and places it down on the armchair "I can put some clothes away"
"I know you can so that's going to be your job. If I find out that you haven't been having rests between doing that then I will be onto you mister"
"What will you do" he smirks suggestively, she rolls her eyes "Punish me?"
"No" she shakes her head whacking his leg playfully, he laughs "What have I said about all these innuendos?"
"You love it really. You're just struggling to keep your hands off me" he grins, she narrows her eyes
"And we all thought this liver would reduce this arrogance, how wrong we were"
"You love it"
"Do I?"
"Yeah you love it"
"How do you know I love it?" she laughs climbing back into bed with him, he rubs her back gently then plays with her hair
"Because you would have slapped me one by now"
"The day's still young," she says trying to act serious, but they both just laugh in response and then kiss, she hums gently resting her head on his chest and draping her arm across his body
Today just happened to be one of the days Carla was staying at Roy's so she spent the night with Nina and Roy watching some documentary on bats with them trying to find the entertainment in it but if she was honest she was more interested in the texts Peter was sending her and they agreed they would FaceTime each other tonight. Carla went into the bathroom and got ready for bed, scrubbing all of her makeup off and then put her pyjamas on before climbing into bed and ringing Peter.
"Hello Mrs Barlow"
"You're going to get bored of saying that soon" she smirks, he laughs at her comment "You might trade me in for Abi"
"Thats not funny" he states as she giggles knowing she was on the win-up
"You annoyed me today so I think I deserve to be annoying in return"
"Oh so thats how we're going to solve every domestic is it?" he questions with raised eyebrows, she nods adjusting her laptop "What are you doing then I'm guessing you're not on your phone"
"Looking up furniture" she smiles "What colours do we want? The walls are all white but we can leave those for now...we'll need a bed-"
"Kingsize," he says instantly, she hums slightly and nods in agreement "Silk sheets"
"You don't want much do ya?"
"Cotton ones go all bobbly if you put the wrong setting on the washing machine"
"Who knew Peter Barlow paid that much attention to detail eh?" she smirks, he laughs slightly "We can have silk sheets if you want, we need all the little things as well it's all so much"
"We can go out shopping"
"You're meant to be resting maybe we need to take you back to the hospital actually"
"What why?" he frets, she giggles slightly looking at his expression
"You actively wanted to go shopping" she cackles before trying to silence her laughs knowing she would probably wake everyone who was trying to sleep
"Funny" he rolls his eyes "But I guess if you put a list together I can just online shop from here, it'll give me something to do"
"I guess so, I'll send you the list over" she nods knowing he would want to be a part of this "You also need to speak to Daniel and Adam"
"I've done one better"
"One better?" she questions, Peter smirks in response "Why don't I like the sound of this?"
"Well you will if you listen"
"Go on then" she drones studying the prices of wooden bedframes, Peter grins
"I spoke to Ed, you know the guy who lives next door...he said he'll do a quote for the assembly of the furniture"
"Oh good job baby, I knew you were useful for something" she teases playfully, he tuts
"I'm useful for plenty Mrs Barlow, you just wait until I'm fully recovered and you will see" he laughs running his hand through his hair, she squeals excitedly "What?"
"I have found the perfect bedframe and I mean perfect"
"Oh send it through," he says as he gets a message instantly from Carla, he examines the dark oak bedframe not too low from the ground and not too high; it really was perfect
"So?"
"It's perfect"
"I'll order it" she confirms with a laugh as Peter smirks at her "We also need a mattress, any preferences? I don't mind as long as it can withstand a good night sleep"
"And other things"
"You have one thing on your mind" she comments, he laughs slightly enjoying winding her up "Two days is all you have to wait then you can see me saunter around in nothing but my-"
"Your bare skin?"
"Well if you'd like" she smirks suggestively tapping her teeth with her nail "You never know you might get some action baby and we can be as loud as we want in our own place can't we?"
"Can Friday come soon enough?" he groans in annoyance, she giggles and bites her lip "Is there anything else we need?"
"Well pots and pans and stuff but Roy said he'll give us some stuff to get started as he literally has spares of everything"
"I might even bring Deirdre's special dish"
"Oh not that maroon coloured one she used for her stuffed marrow, next you'll be bringing the peanut bowls"
"They'd fit with the colour scheme as well" he laughs, she glares rubbing her forehead and pouting her lips "I'm only joking baby"
"You best be" she points at him and he laughs in response "So we have a bed, the sofas are coming on Friday as well which was good timing on your behalf-"
"I'm just perfect at everything, me"
"Wind your neck in" she grins, he just chuckles, "I think we should wait for Simon to get back in case we assume wrong on his room, towels...that's on the list I sent you the colours I will accept are in brackets-"
"I can see that" he nods biting his lip "Wardrobe?"
"No it's a walk-in wardrobe but we may need to get new doors for it but that doesn't need to be done right this minute"
"Bedside cabinets?"
"Yes dark oak wood ones as they don't show stains," she says looking online and humming "I'm stuck between two, I'll send you the links"
"Thanks, baby" he smiles waiting for her message, he looks at both cabinets "The second one goes with the bed frame better"
"Good. Anyway back to the mattress. Do you want it springy? Memory foam?"
"Memory foam sounds so good" he confirms, she nods having a look at some mattresses "Cooling technology the lot if we can afford it"
"I'll have a look" she nods sending him through more links to "Which one?"
"The second looks easy to clean"
"Clean?" she scoffs as Peter blushes "You really are in the mood aren't ya?"
"Shut up" he mutters, she giggles slightly leaning forward towards the camera so Peter could get an eye full of her cleavage, he closes his eyes and shakes his head slowly "You'll put me back in hospital in a minute"
"I'm just teasing" she tightens her robe around her body just in case someone happened to walk in "Anyway enough of the sexy talk and filthy brainwaves. Some of us have to get up early tomorrow"
"Ohhh"
"Listen to your podcast baby" she smirks blowing him a kiss "I wish I was there"
"I wish you were here too" he grins as she puts her phone on charge "I love you"
"I love you too now try and get some sleep please as the more rest you get the more it will contribute to your recovery"
Soon Friday came and Carla was waking up all excitable Nina questioned whether she was on something. She and Peter had spent the last couple of days packing their clothes, they were getting the keys and the furniture was being delivered around midday so she immediately got in her car and parked it outside number one. They had breakfast together and just spoke a bit about the move and Ken offered his help but Carla assured him that they had everything in hand and that it was going to be ok. Carla then drove them to the house and helped Peter out of the car as sometimes his incision was still a bit tender, they then went into the house and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Come here" he whispers bringing her in for a hug and kissing her on top of our head "This is our future now baby"
"I know it is" she mumbles against his chest breathing in the scent of his aftershave, the doorbell goes off and she smiles "Oh what are you doing here?"
"Charming" Jenny scoffs, Carla narrows her eyes as Jenny passes her a bag "Two takeaway hotpots for your lunch, cutlery included"
"Oh Jenny you didnt have to" Carla chuckles taking the bag, Peter appears beside her sliding an arm around her middle "But thank you, this will help"
"Right I need to get back so have fun"
"Hmm bye Jenny," Carla says closing the door and placing the hotpots on the kitchen counter
"Can I do anything at all to help?"
"You can sort the clothes out, that's not strenuous"
"Oh I get to see your wedding dress again" his eyes light up, Carla smirks slightly and giggles shaking her head and eating her hotpot "Model it for me tonight"
"So much for bed rest" she grins cheekily, he pouts his lips and frowns "We'll see baby, we'll see"
"Do I get to mull over your extensive lingerie collection?" he brings her into his body and rubs her back, she smirks suggestively
"Maybe, there's some really skimpy ones in that suitcase of mine, like really skimpy"
"What like...nothing but...thin material covering your...well you know"
"Thing material, more like sheer on some of them" she winks at him, he groans in annoyance at the thoughts circulating his head "Soon baby, soon"
"Now?"
"No" she shakes her head and giggles "Later, if you're good"
"But-" he starts but the doorbell goes off
"Saved by the bell"
The move went well, all the furniture was set up by seven that night, the sofas were in and Peter had worked on sorting Carla's clothes and pairing her shoes off as she deemed it wasn't too strenuous but Peter wasn't convinced due to the sheer amount of her shoes. He felt as if he was being swamped by designer brands, at least it would give him present ideas if he ever needed it. They ordered in for the night as Carla said they would do a food delivery tomorrow as Carla wanted to spend the day with Peter in their new home and make it their own, cherish it almost. Carla was dressed in her satin nightgown, she was scrubbing all of her makeup off her face and then climbed into bed with Peter flicking the light off in the process.
"Hey" he whispers allowing her to snuggle in beside him "Finally a double bed eh?"
"Hm about time" she giggles sliding her leg over his, he leans down to kiss her, he smirks as she kisses him back her hand reaching up to the side of his face as they continue to kiss "We don't kiss enough"
"No we don't" he laughs slightly as they continue to kiss "Are you happy?"
"Ecstatic" she grins up at him, he nods "Are you happy?"
"More than, we have our own place and when Si gets back we'll be a proper family"
"What do families even do though?" she questions with a shrug, Peter frowns "Games night on a Friday maybe? Movie nights? What do we even do, how do we be a family?"
"You know what I don't know" he laughs, she just shrugs kind of confused by the concept "We haven't had much practice on this have we?"
"No it's usually chaotic and trust me I want everything that is far away from the word chaos now"
"Me too" he nods with a laugh, she just kisses him again, he shifts her onto his body and she straddles him "Now we're alone though and have our own space-"
"You don't even need to start," she says bending down to kiss his scar, he flinches "Does it still hurt?"
"No I just don't like it" he shrugs, she pouts her lips "It's stupid"
"No it's not" she assures him linking her fingers through his "It's never stupid if you can't change it, baby. This scar here is keeping you alive and that's better than you being six feet under isn't it?"
"Yeah it is, you're right"
"It will be ok Peter, I felt the same. I have moments still when I'm insecure about it and my scar makes me feel uncomfortable. All I ask that if you feel insecure or uncomfortable tell me ok?"
"It's just, I think it's the disbelief that it actually happened you know. This is my second chance at life and I want to grab it with both hands. Do something meaningful with it you know?"
"Like what?" she questions taking both of his hands and resting them on her hips
"I don't know that yet but I'll have a think and get back to you. I just know that's what I want to do"
"Well I'll be here to support you every step of the way because you're my best friend, my husband, my world" she pecks him on the lips, he runs his hands up her nightdress she giggles "Normal people would think you're after something?"
"Oh, and what do you think?"
"I know you're after something" she smirks kissing him passionately, he removes her nightdress as she returns to kiss him, nibbling on his lips "Don't expect fireworks mister, I'm in charge tonight"
Carla stretched out alongside Peter's slumbering body. She rolled over and his arm immediately pulled her into him closer, she kissed him on the lips and then rested her head on his chest. Peter yawned tiredly and began to massage Carla's scalp gently, ruffling her hair and her hand linked through his. Carla soon got up and sat on the edge of the bed before breathing out as she felt rather hot, Peter rubbed her back for her and she hummed gently trying to get her bleary eyes to focus, she was rubbing them over and over again but she just felt dizzy all of a sudden.
"Baby?" he questions, she groans slightly getting up and making her way into the ensuite, she leans on the sink and Peter follows her "Are you ok?"
"I'll be fine in a minute"
"Some might say you were the one who overdid it last night instead of the person who is actually meant to be on bed rest"
"Funny" she snipes, he raises his eyebrows and her expression softens "Sorry, god Peter sorry..."
"It's ok" he rubs her back "How about we get some food down on you, get your energy up?"
"Yeah that sounds good" she nods with a small smile, Peter kisses her on the side of the head "I might have a bath actually"
"Alright" he nods "What time is the food delivery coming?"
"Uh around ten?"
"And the wifi guy?" he questions, she frowns and rubs her head
"Mid-day maybe? Or just after..." she frowns gripping onto the sink "It's boiling in here"
"No it's not" he chuckles, she groans in annoyance and kisses her on the back of the head "Get back into bed ok? Or could sit in the garden hm?"
"It's probably the menopause" she shrugs, Peter laughs slightly and she shoots him a look "It's perfectly natural Peter"
"Yes I know" he rolls his eyes not wanting to fall out with her "Come on let's head downstairs and you can sit in the garden and cool off yeah?"
"Sounds good" she takes his hand and he leads her downstairs into the garden, he grabs the blanket and lays it out on the lawn, she sits down on it with her phone
"I'll get you something to eat"
"I'm not really hungry baby" she shrugs, he sits on the blanket with her as they bask in the morning sun, she rests her head on his chest "I'm being a right misery guts aren't I?"
"Yeah you are but I love you for it"
"You're weird then"
"Not as weird as you"
"You're weirder" he smirks, she just looks up at him and kisses him "Last night was good wasn't it?"
"Last night was me doing all the work-"
"You wouldn't let me do any of the work" he reminds her, she just pouts her lips "Was nice to have you take control though"
"Yeah I'm pretty sure I've pulled a muscle in five places"
"You did fall asleep on me in an awkward position" he grins, she just giggles slightly and gasps as her phone goes off "What?"
"Johnny's coming out of prison soon" Carla grins, Peter brings her in for a hug "We'll have to tell him everything, thats going to be fun. We should have a house warming party"
"Uh do we have to" Peter groans, Carla narrows her eyes "Dont get me wrong but I just don't like the thought of people in our home"
"Yeah I guess you have a point" she nods, he kisses her on the head "Have you taken your meds"
"I'll do that now, I'll bring you yours as well, baby"
"Thank you" she smiles watching him go off into the house and return with her medication and his "It's like we're twins"
"God help us"
The day went on and the food shop came so Peter worked on putting the food away whilst Carla helped with the heavier stuff not wanting it to be too much of a strain for her husband considering everything. After that, they had lunch together whilst they waited for the wifi person to get there so they could finally have some meaningful internet connection in this place instead of Carla just using her data. After the wifi engineer had been and gone Carla and Peter were surprised to find that the other bits such as the towels and more bedsheets had arrived early so Carla worked on washing them all and then hanging them up in the garden. She returned to see Peter watching the football on the TV so she rolled her eyes and then went upstairs into the bedroom. She worked on cleaning the bathroom and organising the clothes a bit better as Peter was quite frankly rubbish at that.
"Oh..." she trails off biting her lip and closing her eyes as the tears fill them, there was something ever so interesting about the bathroom cabinet, she reaches in and takes the pregnancy test out "That would make sense..."
"What would make sense love?" he questions entering the ensuite as Carla shoves the pregnancy test up her jumper "What are you hiding?"
"Nothing" she looks downcast before biting her lip, "I thought you were watching the football"
"Half time" he comments, she nods slowly "What are you hiding up your jumper?"
"Nothing"
"Nothing?" he questions with a laugh knowing there was something up there, she nods in response "Do I have to tickle it out of you?"
"No" she shakes her head "Because there's nothing up there"
"I don't believe you," he says raising his eyebrows and stepping forward
"It's nothing for you to worry about," she says quietly, Peter nods slowly "I'll tell you in my own time just..."
"Ok I'll leave you to it"
"Thank you" she nods watching him leave the bathroom, she sighs and closes the door removing her rubber gloves, she opens the box then unwraps the wrapper before taking the test, well she doesn't she just sits on the lid of the toilet staring at it for a solid ten minutes
"Carla?"
"Sorry," she says opening the door, he frowns at how quiet she had been since he came up here "Um, look can we maybe talk?"
"Sure," he says as Carla closes the bathroom door stuffing the unused pregnancy test up her sleeve, she shuts the door behind her and sits on the bed with Peter "Is everything ok?"
"Not really"
"You're not having second thoughts about us?"
"What? No" she shakes her head before biting her lip "I just...I don't know how to say this as this has the possibility to change everything that's all"
"How do you mean? Whatever it is we can work as a team to get through it can't we?"
"Yeah I guess but...it doesn't feel like the right time for me to be dropping this on you"
"I wanted to speak to you anyway because I've been thinking about us as well about the future" he nods with a small smile she frowns "Well more about me to be honest with you"
"Right?"
"I was thinking that I might be a sponsor"
"Sponsor?" she questions blankly as her mind was elsewhere "Oh yeah sorry sponsor"
"I just feel so much stronger right now and I want to give something in return to the people who have helped me"
"Right"
"You don't think it's a good idea?"
"What?" she questions as the tears fill her eyes, she tries to control them and Peter frowns in response
"Why are you crying?" he questions cupping her cheek, she just sobs causing him to frown at her odd behaviour so he hugs her "Hey what's up?"
"I think that I might be pregnant" she looks up at him, Peter opens his mouth but nothing comes out "Peter? Did you hear me?"
"Seriously?" he questions, she gulps and nods pulling out the unused pregnancy test which was up her sleeve "Oh baby"
"I'm petrified now its had time to sink in"
"It would explain why you didnt feel right this morning" he suggests, she rolls her eyes and looks down at the test
"This is huge," she says randomly, Peter nods slowly
"You might not even be pregnant baby" he whispers kissing her on the side of the head and taking her hand "And if you are I'll be here. As I said I have more to live for now"
"The complications with it though" she stresses shaking her head "My kidney, the possibility of a relapse-"
"Woah you're getting ahead of yourself" Peter assures her "Just take the test then we will know. A step at a time if you are we'll work it out"
"Why are you so calm?" she laughs slightly knowing he was being extra zen all of a sudden
"Because if I freak out you will freak out then we'll both freak out and we will be a massive freaked out mess and probably end up arguing"
"Fair point" she nods walking into the bathroom with the test, she leaves the door open ajar before returning "I washed it don't worry"
"I was gonna say" he grimaces, she giggles slightly placing the test face down on the bedside cabinet, he sits against the headboard with her "Whatever happens I'll be there"
"You weren't last time" she reminds him "And I don't mean that as a dig either. I just want this time to be different, to be a family"
"Well I'm your man for that now" he kisses her softly on the lips, she nods and sighs "If you aren't then what?"
"How do you mean?"
"Would you be disappointed?"
"I don't know really" she pulls a face before humming "I guess so? I want to say yes that I'll be disappointed because we're stable, you're not having it off with any barmaids behind my back-"
"Oh cheers" he scoffs with a playful roll of his eyes, she giggles slightly and he knows she was just winding him up
"I'm not as work orientated"
"True"
"Simon's onboard so that's a bonus"
"We'd obviously have to speak to him" Peter nods, Carla does as well "Especially because of the sensitivity around Oliver"
"Oh god yeah" she frets, Peter presses a finger to her lips
"He'll be fine though me and Leanne will support him through it and you if he has any resentment towards you but I think he knows that this was probably on the cards"
"Well, we didn't exactly plan it did we?"
"No, but it's natural isn't it? People usually get married, live their lives, have a baby later on"
"Except the live their lives bit was done before the marriage and now we could be tumbling headfirst into an unplanned pregnancy"
"Ok see how you like" he smirks, she bites her lip "But...in a crazy way I think this could be the making of us, in a weird way"
"Hmm yeah I see that too" she nods
"No more doubts?" he questions offering his hand for her to shake, she laughs slightly and shakes his hand,
"No more doubts" she nods "What's with the gentleman handshake anyway?"
"Oi! I didnt know how else to finalise it"
"Usually it would have been through sex, I'm surprised" she grins slapping the side of his cheek gently, he kisses her hand
"Who knows where the day will lead us?" he grins, she giggles and bites her lip "You should check that test of yours"
"I don't know" she comments looking at it as it sits on the bedside table "This could change our entire life Peter"
"It could, that is correct" he nods "But it can also change our entire life in a good way too"
"Ok" she breathes out picking up the test and biting her lip, the tears spring to her eyes and she shows it to Peter who kisses her on the head
"Congratulations mummy" he whispers into her head, she wipes her eyes and he just holds her massaging her scalp gently as her eyes just focus on the test, she looks up at him with her tearstained eyes and he kisses her, both of them just lie there together and Peter's football match was suddenly forgotten...
Peter made Carla dinner, he decided that it was probably best instead of her trying to experiment in the kitchen and end up with food poisoning. They sat at the breakfast bar as the chairs hadn't arrived yet for the dining room. Peter was feeding her as if she was some child and Carla was doing the same to him, some occasions she would put way too much on the fork and shove it right into Peter's mouth causing him to almost choke on his food. Of course, Carla found it way too entertaining which led her to bring out the chocolate from the cupboard and sit with Peter watching a movie for the rest of the evening feeding him once more.
"Here," she says putting another square of chocolate into his mouth, then another
"Stop" he whines, she giggles finding it too entertaining so she shoves more chocolate into his mouth and he cranes his head away so he could eat it "You're being too cheeky you are"
"No" she shakes her head with a giggle, Peter pokes her on the nose as she eats the rest of the chocolate bar "I've just realised"
"What?"
"That we'll have to get me a doctors appointment" she grimaces, Peter sighs in response and nods "I just hate all the medical stuff, it just makes me feel so uncomfortable. Everything with me and all the times I've been in hospital it just makes me worry too much but its a high risk isn't it with the kidney so I have to be"
"You'll have loads of support behind you" he whispers kissing her on the side of the head "When people find out they will be so supportive, I promise you"
"I was actually thinking about that" she bites her lip, Peter nods slowly "I kind of don't want to do the whole tell everyone at twelve weeks thing"
"Oh right?" he questions brushing his fingers through her hair "What do you want to do then?"
"Well, I want to keep it our secret until it can't be our secret any longer. I just think it will be more intimate that way, we can have bonding time with the baby inside of me and I just really don't want people sticking their noses in and offering advice. I want us to figure out what's best together"
"You know what that sounds perfect" he nods, she looks up at him with an eyebrow raised
"Really?"
"Yeah, I like the sound of that as well," he says calmly, she bites her lip and nods
"Obviously it's still early days and anything can happen but I'm just trying to be honest with you"
"And I'm trying to be honest with you as well" he confirms "I would also like it if you could stop shoving my gob with chocolate as well"
"Hey you need your energy" she laughs slightly, he rolls his eyes and nods "We haven't really watched this film have we?"
"Nope" he shakes his head, she giggles slightly "Want to model your wedding dress?"
"You have an obsession with me in that dress" she pokes him on the cheek "Soon I won't be able to model it for ya as I'll be all fat and pregnant"
"You almost shuddered at the thought there" he laughs, she pouts her lips "It'll be ok, you'll be ok. You just need to keep communicating with me and don't close yourself off then you will be fine because I will help you"
"God help me" she laughs as he does as well lifting her onto his lap "I just hope everything's ok because I'll tell you something I love you so much, Peter"
"And I love you" he grins before placing his hand across her tummy "And you even though you're probably the size of a pea"
"Oh god, what if I'm further along than we thought-"
"Carla" Peter groans, she bites her lip "Just relax, take each moment as it comes ok?"
"Yeah, you're right, sorry"
"You don't need to apologise you just need to chill. Promise?"
"I promise" she pecks him on the lips before snuggling as close as she could to him, he runs his hand up and down her back to comfort her just hoping and praying that this pregnancy will stick so they could have their happily ever after...