Families
Chapter 03
The first year
Bob and Caroline were married in the church that belonged to the post just around midsummer. Caroline wore a traditional Inuit wedding outfit and Bob his red serge with all the ceremonial attributes. The Frobisher's were best man and maid of honor. Even little Julie who had been Christened just the week before were at the church safely tucked up in a basket between Bob's parents who had made it to the post just the afternoon before.
Unfortunately for the newly weds the honeymoon was only three days. But they did spend it in the little cabin Bob had bought for his saved money. He planned on making extensions to it when he had time. It was enough for the two of them now with a open kitchen and living area and one bedroom. The cabin was located a bit from the road that was between the post and Caroline's village.
Bob's next assignment took him away from his bride for three weeks. They had talked a lot about it during the spring. Although when he came back he was alone for the weekend as Caroline had had to leave to assist with the birth of another child. She got back late on the Sunday evening and crawled straight into bed with her husband. They didn't sleep much that night.
The next time Bob came back from a long patroll it was the beginning of September and he found Caroline at the stove stirring in a big pot of stew. She didn't say much and after they had eaten she lead him over to the sofa.
"I've got something to tell you" she said in a low voice and Bob got worried.
"Is there anything wrong? You? Lillian and Julie? My parents?" Bob asked rambling the names quickly. Buck was OK that he knew since they had been out together for the last three and a half weeks.
"Nothings wrong" Caroline said and took his hand. "I.. We" she changed it to and took a deep breath "I'm pregnant, we're having a baby" she said and looked at her husband's face for a reaction.
Bob's smile grew wide "Really" he looked at her still flat figure "You and me? We're having a baby?" he asked her.
Caroline nodded.
Bob lent forward and grabbed her face and then he kissed her as his life depended on it.
"Are you happy?" Caroline asked although she knew the answer because of Bob's wide grin.
"Yes I am. This was the best news I could get coming home" Bob kissed her again this time moving his hands in under her shirt. He stood up and scooped her into his arms "We won't hurt the baby will we?" he asked carrying her over to their bed.
"No" Caroline answered and welcomed him into bed. She had missed him so much this last patroll.
When Christmas came it showed that Caroline was pregnant. Bob's parents and Caroline's adopted Inuit family were gathered in the small cabin for Christmas dinner. The Frobisher's had traveled to Toronto to spend time with Lillian's family there. Everyone was happy with the news about the baby and Martha Fraser told her daughter-in-law that they would try to come back before it was time for the baby to come. She knew from Bob's few letters that Caroline was in safe hands both her own and the people in the Inuit village she had grown up in.
Bob had talked back, for the first time he had not taken the orders given to him. To her own calculations the baby should have been born two days ago and Caroline was seldom wrong on this. Bob hadn't wanted to leave for a patroll and was now punished by his superior with desk work behind bars. He wasn't allowed to go home for the night even.
Three days into his punishment the fairly new Inspector Thatcher came and unlocked the cell door "Caroline have sent for you. It is time" he said shortly "I hope you will be ready to leave in a couple of days and that you have learnt that you can't push me around just because I'm new to this post" he had planned on keeping the constable behind bars until the wife would send for him, the punishment had been a bit shorter than expected but this had been his decision.
"Yes, Sir. I do apologize, Sir. I just didn't want to leave my wife, Sir" Bob Fraser stood at attention in front of his superior.
"You're dismissed" the Inspector said and couldn't hide his smile "Good luck Constable" he called as Bob ran out of the door. A new child being brought to the world was something special. He had a secret of his own. His wife was expecting their third child and with two boys already he really hoped for a little girl. The baby was to be born in the early autumn.
Bob was a right mess of nerves as the birth progressed slowly. The only time he had calmed down a bit was when Caroline had told them to let him into the bedroom and leave the two of them alone. She had told him that everything was normal and that it sometimes took time for the babies to be born. He had held her hand through a contraction not minding that she squeezed it really hard. When it was over he had wiped he forehead with a cool damp cloth and then wrapped it around his sore hand.
That was two hours ago and now Bob was inpatient. No matter what people said to him he didn't listen. He didn't want to sit down, he didn't want to go out and he didn't want anything to drink or eat.
At last Eve who had been the one training Caroline in the nursing profession opened the door and everyone could hear Caroline yell "I don't mind if it's unorthodox I want Bob here, he calms me down"
Eve nodded towards Bob "You heard her" she shook her head. She had had men around the delivery before and they had dropped like flies "I just hope he's up for it" she said.
Bob's mother took her husband's hand. "I think he is" they smiled at each other and their own secret. Not many people knew that they had been on the road when Robert was born and that they had to deal with the birth themselves.
Half an hour later Bob came out with a bundle in his arms. Tears in his eyes and a wide smile "This is Benton everyone, our son" he said proudly.
Three days later he had to leave. His parents had promised to stay a couple of weeks and Lillian said she and Julie would come out and keep Caroline and Benton company.
This time it took six long weeks before Bob and Buck returned. They were ragged and both missed their families that much hat they had fallen into an argument that still wasn't settled. They boy had grown a lot and was nursing eagerly at Caroline's breast when Bob walked thru the door. Tired to the bone he sank down in the sofa and starred at the two most precious people in the world to him. Hadn't he'd been so tired would he had gotten jealous of the boy. Those breasts had been only his for so long. They were fuller now but still as beautiful.
Disclaimer/Copyright 2014 and forward: I don't own the characters from Due South, but I've written the story and therefore feel I own that. I also want to say I don't know about how the Academy for RCMP or something alike works so I've made it up a nice way to fit my story. I'm also not familiar with names for different kind of people in a village such as the Inuits live in.