A/N: So here is the conclusion of my little fic. Thank you to everyone who's taken the time to read this and especially to those who have reviewed, I love reading your thoughts.
Huge thanks, as always, to SallyJetson for the beta, support and encouragement :)
Chapter 6:
Her plane arrives; she steps along and slowly raises her head. She can't find her ride but what she does see fills her heart with dread.
He's standing before her, standing there waiting. His eyes lock on hers, there is no evading.
She approaches calmly, not sure what to think. The knot in her stomach tightening and if not pregnant she'd have a drink.
He gives her a nod and asks about her flight. Too normal, too subtle, it just doesn't feel right.
What he's doing here, he won't exactly say, but instead grabs her bag and slowly walks away.
They drive in silence, neither speaking, neither looking at the other, each lost in their thoughts of them together.
She's startled when he stops at his place instead of hers, all their memories returning, more than she prefers.
He unlocks the door and gently takes her hand, the feeling of his skin burning like a brand.
He stops at a door before leading her inside, the sight she sees before her putting tears in her eyes.
The walls have been painted a soft and gentle blue. The desk gone; there stands a crib, the bookshelf a changing table, and a rocking chair completes her view.
He looks at her his eyes full of hope. "A new life means a new beginning," he says as he gives her stomach a stroke." I thought maybe we could have one too. Tell me it's not too late."
She looks at him, he looks at her, there's no need for debate.
Finally she smiles, the smile he missed so much, "All we can do is try," she responds, wrapping her arms around him, delighting in his touch.