Ok so I thought of this chapter while watching The Golden Girls. Such an awkward occurrence but one that happens frequently, albeit unfortunately.

So I hope this turns out as funny as I picture it xD

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NATANI'S POV

It had already been ten years since the birth of our first daughter, we had only just celebrated it recently in fact. I was now 30 years old and Edmund was 32 and it seemed impossible that time had flown by that quickly. But, at 32, Edmund was in the prime of his life! He had grown into a sturdy, well muscled, distinguished, intelligent, noble, and…just plain sexy man. So it was no small wonder that I was more than willing to be in the position I was in that night. Little did we know…it would be a drastic change in the life of both us AND our little Endirah.

Naturally, as married people often do, we found ourselves in the throes of passion one night. It couldn't be helped…and it was kind of my fault anyway considering I had practically jumped his bones when he walked out of the adjoining room, wet and bare from a recent bath. Such is life.

However, we didn't account for the fact that our daughter's ears were still very innocent and she was curious as to what the sounds coming from her parents' room could possibly be. Naturally, she had to investigate.

I don't know what made me glance over at the door, because I hadn't heard it open, but I did. And boy did my daughter look scared out of her ten year old head.

"Edmund! Get off!" I hissed at my husband and pushed his chest hard.

It took him a second to focus on what my sudden disinterest was but when he followed my gaze to the door he was off in a flash, blushing more furiously than I ever saw.

"Uh…Endirah…" I started lamely, but she just ran out and slammed the door behind her.

Edmund cleared his throat next to me and I looked at him, begging for some wisdom at what to do in this situation.

"Don't look at me!" he squeaked, shaking his head, "This was NOT my idea!"

"Oh whatever, Edmund!" I snapped, "Just because THIS time I started it doesn't mean you aren't responsible as well! You have to be a part of explaining this too!"

"I don't think so, my lovely wife," he said with a grin, "If she were my SON it would be my place to explain."

He was right, of course. Oh…boy, this was going to be fun. I sighed and stood up, grabbing a robe from the wardrobe.

"Don't scare her too much," Edmund laughed, I looked back and saw him lay back in complete comfort and I wanted to punch him…maybe I would when I got back. I just sniffed angrily and left the room.

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I found Endirah back in her bed and when I walked into the room she gave me a look of complete and utter confusion.

"Uh, Endirah?" I stuttered as I sat next to her, "I, um, I want you not to be confused about what you saw. Do you…have any questions?"

"Mommy," her voice, usually so strong and defiant (just like her father), was small sounding, "Doesn't Daddy love you?"

"Of course he does, Dirah," I replied, surprised at her thought.

"Then why would he hurt you?" her innocent eyes looked at me and I tried not to laugh. Not really what I had expected.

"Oh, Dirah, he wasn't hurting me…" oh, Aslan this was probably the most awkward moment of my whole life! "We were…um…we…were showing each other just how much we love each other."

She looked at me in utter confusion…and I didn't blame her. I remember learning about this when I was young and I had been scared of men for days.

"You see…I love your daddy a lot and sometimes saying the words just isn't enough,"

"Why not?" It was a fair question.

"Well…because…we're made that way," I was slowly getting a little more confident, "People of all kinds are made to not be complete without a partner. Your daddy is my partner and so we…complete each other."

"That's sweet, mommy," Endirah smiled, and a spark of hope that I wouldn't completely scar and traumatize my daughter jumped up in me.

"Yes, it is," I nodded, smiling back, "But it is very special. So special that no one else should be able to see it happen. So I don't blame you for being confused."

"I still am, mommy…" she wanted answers; I could tell my beating around the bush was not going to work this time.

So I finally gave up. I took a deep breath, steadied my nerves and spilled the details to my daughter, bringing on a whole new part of her life. One that I knew would be a great and also, possibly, a terrible part of her life. Boys took on a whole new meaning.

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"So?" Edmund looked over at me when I came back to the room nearly an hour and a half later. "How did it go?"

I sighed and plopped down beside him, sighing as he wrapped me in his arms. I snuggled into his bare chest and smiled.

"It went much better than I thought," I replied, "But she's probably going to give you some weird looks at breakfast."

"Well, at least the truth is out and you don't have to worry about it anymore," Edmund reasoned.

"Until Lucy walks in on us…" I teased. He tensed up.

"Oh, Aslan, I hope not," he muttered, "My sister OR my daughter!"

I burst into giggles and smacked him playfully.

"Your sister isn't here, you fool."

"It's Lucy," Edmund cocked an eyebrow at me, "You never know."

I just laid there for a while, enjoying the feeling of just being held and being happy. Having kids sure was a big responsibility and it took a lot of resolution to be a good parent.

"Do you ever wonder if we would fail at being parents?" I suddenly asked, breaking the comfortable silence.

"Natani," Edmund said softly, "With your skills and mine combined I don't think we can possibly fail. Plus, we have Aslan on our side."

"Mmm," I kissed his jaw lightly, simply because I just wanted to touch him constantly. "He is indeed."

Edmund smiled at my little kiss and then laid his head back down next to mine. We laid there for a few more moments until I felt like something needed to be said but that he was too unsure to say it himself.

"So…where were we?"

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Very true, yeah? Yeah…I remember it happening to me (however it's even worse when you're older and you already KNOW) and I was traumatized. I thought though that it's a parental issue that everyone has to deal with :D

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