Molly quickly broke out of Arthur's embrace and rushed into their private lavatory. She heard Arthur come in behind her as she proceeded to lose the contents of her stomach into the toilet.
"I guess I spoke too soon on the morning sickness, huh love?" Arthur joked as he sat down behind her,
rubbing her back gently until her morning sickness subsided.
"Yes, you did. This one is going to be trouble, I can tell already."
"How?"
"Mother's intuition. He wanted to lure me into a false sense of security by not causing me to throw up until two months in, and he's going to be a handful."
"You said Bill was going to be handful, but he's not that bad."
"Arthur taking care of one child is easy, I have all the time in the world for Billy, but once this baby arrives,
its going to be a lot harder."
"I know, Mol. We'll get through though. We survived seven years of Pringle didn't we?"
"You survived seven years of Pringle. Did you forget? You're married to the Head Girl and the one person in our entire year who didn't get a single detention."
"You just have to rub it in, don't you?"
"I'm just stating the facts."
"Would you like to go back to bed? It's five o'clock in the morning."
"Yes I would. Are you going to get ready for work or are you coming back to bed with me?"
"Coming back to bed with you. I don't have to been to the office until nine. I'm allowed an extra two hours of sleep today." He helped her off the floor, and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead before leading her back to bed and holding her until she fell back asleep.