Disclaimer: I'm eating a chocolate bar, so I only have one hand with which to type… Ha ha good grammer lol… See chappie 20 (in the chapter bar, not the actual 20th chapter, as this is it) for complete list of all men I own ha ha ha my house is fun! Anyhoo, on with the chapter! Oh, BTW… This chapter and the next ones are creations of my mind while I'm listening to Avril Lavigne… You won't be happy, but I love them.. In a sense… I like the way they're written… I dunno…
A Dream Come True Chapter Twenty-One My Queen
Jess' voice was soothing as he read from the book in his hands. " 'I stood on the rug and warmed my hands, which were rather cold with sitting at a distance from the drawing-room fire. I felt now as composed as ever I did in my life: there was nothing indeed in…"
Rory relaxed and closed her eyes, letting her husband's voice clear her mind, lifting away the remaining pain of the last few contractions. She knew she had to stay focused on what was to come. She groaned and rolled from her side to her back. Another contraction was coming up, she could feel the pain starting to build.
She grabbed Jess' hand, and he immediately dropped the book. Slowly he coached her through it, both heaving a sigh of relief when she made it through it. But would she survive the next?
Jess couldn't stand to see his wife in so much pain. He lowered himself to brush her hair out of her eyes and to kiss her forehead.
"Jess," Rory gasped during the next contraction, "Can you go into my bag and get a hair clip? It would be greatly appreciated."
Jess transferred Rory's hand to the bedrail and moved to her bag. He rooted through it, disorganizing it in one fell swoop. He found the clip, and messily pinned her hair back, out of her face.
Rory grinned and fixed the clip when she was able to. "Good job," she congratulated him, "At least you got it out of my face".
"At your service, my queen," Jess bowed humbly.