AN: So, Ashley, now that the tension from the last chapter has gone, I shall fangirl about my new insane obsession with Midnight Cinderella. I was completely torn over who to pick because they are all perfect (drools onto screen) so I set up the game in my iPad and my phone. In my iPad game, I've gone down the Alyn route and on my phone game, I've chosen Giles. But they're all so perfect so theres really no bad choice. I'm praying for an Albert route to come out though because oh...my...god 3

Nursery Room

They had decided on purple.

Since they didn't know the sex of the baby, they decided to go for a neutral colour. They had considered lemon, beige, white, and pale green before they finally decided on purple. Rory thought it was a nice idea since it was a mix between the traditional blue and pink. Plus, Stephen felt that purple had more character to it than lemon or beige. So they went with purple. Not a bright purple. That was too harsh for a nursery. They had decided on a nice, soft, pale shade of light purple.

They didn't let Rory near the room while they painted the walls. None of them felt alright about having an eight month pregnant woman in the same room as strong paint vapours. She didn't complain. Being this heavily pregnant wasn't comfortable or fun and she didn't mind staying in the living room watching tv and occasionally making cups of tea for the others upstairs.

The spare room - the nursery, she corrected herself with a smile - was still empty apart from the carpet so the only sheets they needed were a couple to cover the white carpet they'd laid. The furniture they had for the room still sat in their bedroom, ready to be assembled and placed. They had a cot, a mobile, some teddies and a rocking chair. They also had a pram and a highchair put away ready for use and a car seat for when they brought the baby home.

She looked at the calendar. It was early August and their baby was due in a month. September 4th. She placed her hand on the very large bump and smiled gently. She let her head fall back against the couch and closed her eyes. She didn't mean to doze off but when she opened her eyes again, the clock showed that it was three hours later. She also registered that there was an extra hand on her bump. She smiled and turned her head to Stephen. He smiled at her and have her a small kiss. "I have a surprise for you," he whispered.

She raised her eyebrows as he stood and held out his hand. She smiled and took it, and he gently pulled her up. She yawned. "I can't believe I've slept for three hours."

He smiled. "Well, you did have a restless sleep last night."

"I just couldn't get comfortable. It's difficult to when you're this huge."

Stephen chuckled. She yawned again. Stephen squeezed her hand. "Callum, Boo and Freddie went home about ten minutes ago. They didn't want to disturb you so they told me to say bye for them."

"Oh," she said a little disappointedly. "I didn't thank them."

"Well you'll see them tomorrow."

She smiled. "True."

They reached the stairs and he went ahead of her. When they reached the top, he stood by the door with his hand on the handle. He smiled at her. "Close your eyes."

She raised an eyebrow at him and then shut her eyes. He opened the door to the nursery and scooted around behind her. He placed his hands over her eyes and gently walked her forward. "No peeking."

She giggled as she stepped into the room. She felt him take a deep breath behind her. "Ok, are you ready?"

"Yes..."

He took his hands from eyes. "Ok...open them."

She opened her eyes and gasped. The room had been transformed. The plain walls were now a beautiful shade of purple that went nicely with the white carpet. The small window now had white curtains with teddy bears hanging from it. Stephen had spent the last couple of hours assembling the furniture with the help of the others. The cot stood in the middle of the room. It was large and white and the mobile they had bought hung above it. The rocking chair sat near it, ready for endless nights of midnight feeding. The teddies they had for the baby sat on small sets of drawers and on shelves that she didn't even know he had bought. One of them sat in the cot. The pram, highchair and car seat sat neatly in the corner waiting to be used.

She walked slowly to the centre of the room and placed her hands on the cot, gazing down into it. Stephen approached her slowly. "What do you think?"

She looked over her shoulder and grinned. Her eyes had tears in them. "It's perfect." She turned her head back to the cot. "Just think Stephen. In one month, this cot will have our baby in it."

He stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her middle, resting his hands on her bump. They both felt the baby kick. They both chuckled. He kissed her cheek from behind as he closed his eyes. "I can't think of anything that makes me happier."

She smiled as she placed her hands on his and let her head fall back against his chest. "Me neither."