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"What about this one?" Juliette asked, holding up a paint sample.

Sydney's brow furrowed. "It's nice but…"

"But just nice?" Juliette finished, placing it back on the coffee table. "Do you have any idea on what colour you want?"

Sydney shrugged. "Anything but pink or blue," she mused, picking up a handful of samples. "Maybe we should just go with black," she joked. "What sort of influence do you think that would have on a baby's development?"

Juliette laughed. "I wouldn't like to know." She reached across and picked up a pink and blue sample. "You know, this decision could be made a lot easier…"

Sydney grinned. "Vaughn was right. You are not going to give up on the knowing the sex of the bay, are you?"

"What can I say? I am a very persistent woman."

"Just a bit," Sydney laughed as she heard the front door open. Seconds later Vaughn walked in. "Hey, did you win?"

"Yeah," he said, dumping his hockey gear bag and heading over. "What's going on here?" he asked, eyeing the coffee table, which was covered with a rainbow of paint samples.

"I thought that it was about time a colour was picked for the nursery." Sydney said. "We've got all the equipment sitting in boxes and if we don't start putting it together relatively soon, the baby will be here and we'll have nowhere to put Boo."

Vaughn laughed. "Ok then. But was I going to get a say in this colour?"

Juliette looked at him. "You think that you'll be able to help?"

"Yes." Vaughn replied, sounding indignant, yet smiling all the same.

"Ok then, Michael," Juliette said. "Do you think Ringlet or Sarah's Place would look nice? What about Easter Morning or Luff? I have a soft spot for Eternal Jewel, yet Sydney is leaning towards Corn Kernel. What do you think?"

Vaughn stare at them for a few seconds, his expression completely mystified. "Um…I like green," he said. Shaking his head and rubbing the nape of his neck, he headed off towards his and Sydney's bedroom.

Sydney turned to Juliette, who was laughing softly. "I like green too. I think we should go with green."

"Ok then." Juliette started to sift though all the samples, picking up all the green ones. "We've chosen a colour. All we have to do now is pick a shade."

"You seeing Nat again?" Craig asked Will Friday morning.

Will nodded, collecting up the notes that he needed for work. "We're doing something tonight."

Craig let out a low whistle. "You do realize that you have seen this girl every day this week?"

Will grinned, shoving the papers into his briefcase before draining his coffee mug. "Yes, I am quite aware of that."

"You are so gone." Craig laughed. "She's really gotten under your skin, hasn't she?"

Will didn't answer Craig, but inside he was agreeing with his friend. He'd never met anyone like Nat before. The two of them just seemed to fit so well together, and he loved getting to know her more everyday. He's never felt so comfortable with someone on such an early stage of their relationship.

Relationship. Could what he and Nat had be called a relationship so soon? Well, if not, he certainly hoped that it would develop into one. If there was one thing he was sure of, it was that he did not want to let Nat go.

Saturday morning Will woke up alone in a strange bed and it took him a few seconds to realize where he was. Walking into the kitchen, he saw Nat sitting at her table, spreading what looked to be black goop onto her toast.

"Morning," she smiled.

"Morning." Will said as he sat down beside her. Promptly, Godzilla walked across placing his head on Will's lap, demanding a pat. In doing so, Will found himself staring at Nat's toast. "What is that?"

"Vegemite." Nat grinned. "Do you want to try some?"

"Uh, no thanks," he said very quickly.

"You don't know what you're missing out on."

"Where on Earth do you get that stuff?"

"My mum sends me a jar regularly." Nat explained. "There are so many things about Australia that I miss, but I seriously could not live without my Vegemite."

"You can't live without black gunk?"

"I'm a simple girl."

Will chuckled softly. "So what comes below that stuff under the list of things that you miss?"

"Well, my family. Obviously. But it's also the little things. Like a game of backyard cricket or having a barbeque on Australia Day while listening to Triple J's Hottest 100. I miss rugging up and going to the football. AFL, that is." Nat shook her head. "I've been here over five years and I still have no idea what goes on with what you guys call football." She smiled. "It's just so much a better game if the player are running around in tiny shorts. Gives the imagination a bit of a break, if you catch my drift."

"Got it." Will said.

"But even though there is a lot I miss, I love my life here so much that it kind of makes up for it."

"So why did you move here?" Will probed gently. "That is if you want to tell me."

"Hey, give us a break." Nat said. "I'd only just met you when you asked that before. I wasn't about to tell you my life history." She paused, taking a mouthful of orange juice. "But to answer your question, I'm, afraid that it was an age old cliché. I followed a guy here."

"A guy?"

Nat nodded. "Yeah. I met him back home when I was about 21. His visa ran out and we convinced ourselves that we were madly in love and couldn't live without one another. So two months after he left, I followed."

"And then what? You broke up?"

"Not quite," Nat replied. "We got married."

Will blinked. "Really?"

"Yeah. It lasted two years before we separated. Twelve months later we were divorced."

"What went wrong?" Will asked. "I don't meant to pry…"

"No, it's ok." Nat assured him. "It was a combination of things. We were young and our expectations of our relationship did not measure up to the real thing. Especially Kyle's expectations."

"What do you mean?"

"I was too self-reliant for him." Nat said and when Will looked her questioningly, she explained. "In our relationship, back on Melbourne, I was the, not the dominant one, but…Kyle, being in a strange place and surrounded by strange people, relied on me to a point. Do you understand what I'm saying?" Will nodded and she continued. "Well, I think he expected our roles to reverse once I moved out here."

"But they didn't?"

"No. I discovered that here was where I belonged. I found a job that I love, still to this day, I made friends and while I loved Kyle, I didn't need him the way he needed me back in Melbourne. And he didn't like that." She stopped for a thoughtful second. "I guess you could say that he wanted to be able to look after somebody and I just didn't need that kind of looking after."

"Wow," Will leaned back in his seat. "I get the feeling that I just got to know you a hell of a lot better."

Nat laughed. "And you don't want to run?"

Will frowned slightly. "Why would I want to do that?"

"Well," Nat shrugged. "The picture I just painted of myself. That doesn't scare you? Because Kyle isn't the only guy that my personality has turned away."

Will have her a knowing smile. "Trust me when I say that I have had plenty of experience with and am totally comfortable around strong and independent women."

Nat raised a single eyebrow. "Let me guess. Your mother? Or your sister?"

"No…well, maybe my sister to a point. But I was actually talking about my two best friends from high school."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Syd and Francie are…they're, well, when you meet them I think you'll understand what I'm talking about."

Nat smiled. "Sounds as if I'm going to really like your friends."

"Yeah, it does." Will said sitting forward. "Now, maybe it's time I brave some of this Vegemite."

"Mmm," Sydney leaned into Vaughn's chest as they sat down on one of the benches at the pier, overlooking the ocean. It was Sunday night and they had just been out for dinner. "Let's just stay here all night," she said inhaling deeply.

"If we stay here any longer that might just happen." Vaughn joked, watching as she struggled to keep her eyes open.

"I know, Sydney yawned. "I'm just tired."

Vaughn smiled, pressing his lips into the top of her head. "What have you been doing?"

"Nothing much. I went to the supermarket- oh my god! I ran into Danielle. I can't believe I forgot to tell you. I have been so vague lately." She sat up straight. "I couldn't find the toothpaste last night. Do you know where I found it?" Vaughn shook his head. "In the fridge."

Vaughn laughed. "So what happened with Danielle?"

"She's dumped Noah, that's what." Sydney announced.

"What?"

"Yeah. She told me that she told Noah that she was bored of his whole reformed man attitude and that she wants a guy who actually has a spine in her life."

Vaughn's eyes widened. "Danielle told Noah he had no spine?"

Sydney nodded. "Don't you just love her even more?"

"I take back any negative thing I have ever said about her."

Sydney gave a contented sigh. "I only wish that I had been there to see his face." She punctuated the sentence with a yawn.

"Come on," Vaughn stood and offered her a hand. "Let's get you home before you fall unconscious."

Sydney grabbed his hand as she rose from the bench. "Ten bucks I don't make the car trip home awake."

Vaughn laughed, wrapping his arm around her shoulders as they started to walk. "Yeah, like I am going to go near that wager. How stupid do you think I am?"

Sydney smiled. "You can't blame a girl for trying."