A/N: Thank you for the reviews. Sorry for taking ages to update, been so busy and had writers block for this story. I probably would have wrote this on the weekend but I went to see Heather Peace live instead xD hope you like this update. :3
~Mini Peacelet~
Born To Fly - Part 8
"Happy Birthday Mrs Boston." A delicate smiled graced Nikki's features as she rolled over and propped herself up with her elbow, then inclined forward and planted a passionate kiss on her wife's lips.
The blonde groaned grumpily at being disturbed from her peaceful slumber, "What time is it?" She mumbled sleepily, refusing to open her orbs properly.
"Seven," The younger female replied softly. Containing her excitement was becoming increasingly difficult as she was bursting for Christine to discover her surprise.
With a grumble, Christine rolled over and pulled the pillow over the top of her head, "Go away, it's too early for me to get up on a weekend, and especially my birthday." She muttered, Scottish accent thick.
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Piled on the wooden unit situated in the hall was an accumulation of cards and small presents that Nikki had collected from their colleagues at work. Christine collected the mass of birthday related items and perched on the sofa with them, ready to open them, whilst her wife cooked.
Simon and Sue had bought her a bottle of lavish wine. Sonya had given her an abstract pen and pencil pot for her desk. Audrey had presented a classic book. Then she had gift vouchers from some of the others, and a costly bottle of champagne from Hector, which evidently must have cost a fortune. Why he had spent so much, she wasn't entirely sure.
There was one crisp, white envelope that was blank. It wasn't addressed to anyone specifically, yet the contents were sealed. She presumed it was for her - it had been jumbled in the midst of all her birthday cards. She neatly tore open the envelope and removed the card. A surprised gasp floated from her pinky lips, breath catching in the back of her throat and her heart skipped a couple of important beats as she processed the words on the front of the card.
'Happy Birthday Mummy.'
A cute, little version of the tatty teddy bear was clutching a giant balloon, the sweetest smile on it's face. She flicked the card open to reveal the inside, orbs instantly fixated to the piece of paper clipped to the top. It was the results of a blood test. Nikki's blood test. It was a confirmation that her wife was pregnant. She suppressed her squeal of pure delight and leapt to her feet, dashing to the kitchen doorway where she perceived the brunette humming to the radio and dancing innocently as she pottered around the kitchen.
Her rich brown eyes were gripped to her wife's tummy; still flat and toned. She appeared no different. She was thrilled, joy saturated her veins. Nikki was having a baby. They were having a baby. A tiny little baby.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" The blonde beamed, a cheesy smile refining her features.
Nikki jumped slightly with a start, cheeks flushing a rosy shade of red in embarrassment of being witnessed dancing around the room to the tacky music reverberating from the radio. "I wanted it to be a surprise!" She grinned gleefully, contours radiating with a subtle, natural glow.
"Well it certainly was that, and it was definitely the best present I received today." She zealously tossed her arms around her lover, enveloping her into her warm embrace and crashing her own lips against Nikki's lips. "I can't believe we are having a baby!" She tenderly rested her hand on her wife's stomach.
"I know," The brunette whispered, lips millimetres away from Christine's, "The food is ready, I'll just dish it up and then I'll come into the lounge." She pulled away from the older woman, diverting her attention back to her cooking that appeared to be going relatively well. At least what was visible to Christine anyway.
Nikki entered the lounge with the food and flopped down beside the blonde on the couch, cornflower-blue orbs scanning the array of presents scattered over the coffee table, "Who bought the bottle of champagne?" She inquired curiously subsequently to noting the brand.
"Hector."
The former army captain frowned, "Hector?" She almost choked on her mouthful, perplexed as to why he had given such an expensive and exquisite gift, "That was generous of him."
"I know," Christine nodded, "Er Nik, isn't trifle supposed to have clear, defined layers?" She glanced at the dessert that was placed on the table, a mixture of ingredients that had blended together. Even the strawberries had submerged.
With a shrug, she stifled a laugh, "Probably, I don't know."
Christine rolled her orbs and shook her head with a laugh, "You're supposed to let each layer set before adding the next. I'll teach our child to make a proper trifle."
Nikki pouted, "It's the thought that counts." She argued.
"Okay, so there is just one last announcement for today's staff briefing. Myself and Nikki both have something we would like to tell you all." Christine addressed the staffroom, interlacing hands with Nikki, able to detect that she was apprehensive about their notice, anxious of reactions. It was daunting for everyone to be informed as it was something rather personal to the pair but they had both agreed that people needed to know. It would prevent any gossip in coming months as well.
Glancing at her deputy head who nodded thinly, eyes flickering with tension, the blonde squeezed her head reassuringly and soothingly before checking she had everyones attention, "Nikki...well we...we are expecting our first child."
The response was diverse; congratulations and then some adults just starred in shock, utterly speechless. Hector bowed his head, expressionless. "Right that's it for today, I'll let you all get off to your lessons. Try and have a good day." She dismissed her colleagues before ensuring Nikki was okay and departed to her office.
Nikki exited the staffroom and treaded down the corridor, petite heels of her famous ankle boots clunking against the cheap, linoleum floor. She paused in her steps when she heard Sue speak, trying to capture her attention. "Congratulations." The redhead smiled as her heels clicked against the floor.
"Thanks." She replied sincerely, raking her fingers through her hair and shoving them in the pockets of her smart jeans.
"You're so lucky! I want a baby, but Simon doesn't." The science teacher sighed forlornly, "It must be great having a little life growing inside of you!"
Sue's high pitched tone irritated Nikki, "Yeah, it is I guess." She wasn't comfortable in the younger female's company, "Maybe he's not ready for kids yet, it is a big commitment."
The redhead shrugged, "Anyway, are you sure you should be going on the resilience camp in a few weeks? Like, is it really practical?" She was patronising.
The brunette frowned, "Yes, I'm sure. Look Sue, just because I'm pregnant doesn't mean I need or want any special treatment. I'm perfectly capable of going on the resilience camp without there being any risk." She hissed and peered at her watch, "I have a class to go to."