CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX

TWO WEEKS LATER

The next two weeks went by quite quickly. Martha was missing Macca like crazy. It felt strange not having him around; he was always there when she needed to talk and now he was gone. She spoke to him quite a lot on the phone, so she was coping quite well.

The week before she and Jack had gone to the hospital for another ultrasound. The baby had grown so much since their last ultrasound, and it was moving around a lot. Martha was now thirty one weeks pregnant, so she didn't have much longer to go. In just under two months they would have their precious baby.

But the thing that Martha was most excited about today was that she had just finished her last session with the psychiatrist; and she was feeling really good. She was glad that she had decided to talk to someone about her feelings and the problems she was going through.

It had really helped a lot, and it definitely made her feel better about herself. Infact, she was feeling so good about it, that she had now come to a decision about something important. She was on her way now to tell Jack the news.

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Martha walked as fast as she could up to the front door of Jack's house. She knocked on the door quickly and walked in. Kim and Kit were sitting on the couch together.

"Hey Mac," they both said at the same time.

"Hey," Martha smiled. "Is Jack here?" she asked.

"In his room," Kim answered without taking his eyes off the T.V.

Martha turned and walked over to Jack's room. She knocked but there was no answer. She slowly opened the door and found Jack sound asleep on his bed. She walked in and quietly closed the door behind her. She sat on his bed and then started crawling over it, until she was hovering over Jack.

Martha leant down a little bit and softly blew on his face. He scrunched up his face a little, but continued on sleeping. Martha covered her mouth with her hand; trying to stop a laugh from coming out. When she had calmed down, she leant back over him again and placed a gentle kiss on his lips.

"Wake up," she cooed in his ear; still nothing. "Maybe I should beat him with his baton," Martha said.

"Don't you even dare," Jack's eyes shot open.

"I thought you were asleep," Martha laughed at him.

"I was," Jack smirked.

Martha laughed again and then leant down; giving him another kiss.

"You look like you're in a happy mood," Jack said as he sat up.

"I am," Martha exclaimed.

"And why is that?" Jack asked.

"I don't know," Martha shrugged. "I just am".

Jack just looked at her and smiled. "If you say so," he said.

"Okay, okay, so maybe there is a reason why I'm in a good mood," Martha admitted.

"Well, let's here it then," Jack urged.

"Ask me again," Martha stated.

Jack was confused. "Ask you what?"

"Ask me to move again," Martha grinned.

"Are you serious?" Jack asked. "I thought you weren't ready. And it's only been three weeks since I asked you the first time. I thought you told me to ask you again after a month," he said.

"Well, I've changed my mind. So, ask me again. Unless, you've changed your mind and you don't want to me to move in," Martha huffed.

"Of course I still want you to move in," Jack smiled.

"So, ask me then," Martha said again.

"Martha, would you like to move in with me?" Jack asked with a smirk on his face.

"No, I wouldn't," Martha looked away from him.

Jack looked at her in disbelief. "What? But you jus…..," he started but was cut of by Martha's laughing.

"Just kidding," she told him. "I'd love to move in," Martha exclaimed.

Jack leant forward and kissed Martha softly on the lips. "Well, it's settled then. And I think this is cause for a celebration," he smiled at her.

"What did you have in mind, Constable?" Martha flirted.

"Something that involves us locking the door so that we don't get interrupted," Jack pointed out.

"Sounds like a plan," Martha agreed as she lay back onto Jack's bed.

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Later that afternoon, Martha decided to go and tell her grandad about the decision to move into Jack's.

She went and sat down next to him on the couch. She looked at him and then looked away; before looking back at him again.

"Alright, what have you done? Are you in trouble?" Alf fired off. "You only look like that when you've done something wrong," he explained.

"I haven't done anything wrong," Martha insisted. "I'm just scared that I'm going to hurt your feelings," she told Alf.

"What do you mean?" Alf was confused.

Martha sighed. "I've decided to move in with Jack," she announced.

Alf started to laugh. "You think that my feelings are going to get hurt just because you're moving in with Jack," he said. "Don't be silly girl. The two of you are having a baby; I'm surprised you didn't move in with him sooner," Alf continued.

"So, you're okay with it?" Martha asked.

"Of course love. It's only down the road, so I can visit you whenever I feel like it," Alf assured her.

"Thanks grandad," Martha gave Alf a hug.

"So, when is the big move?" Alf then asked.

"Not until next week," Martha answered.

"Well, you make sure you let me know which day it is, so I can help you pack your stuff and move it over to Jack's. I don't want you lifting anything or doing anything dangerous," Alf warned.

"Of course grandad," Martha laughed.

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NEXT CHAPTER: The big move.

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