When I first saw you

Chapter three.

Authors note: a few people have asked me to upload another chapter so here it is.

I want to apologise for the abominable spelling, grammar and structure mistakes in the last chapter. I am so bad at proof reading, but I am thankfully getting better as I'm halfway through my first year at uni studying creative writing. I will try better this time.

Of course any mistakes are my own…I do not own Call the Midwife, the BBC does ect ect ect

Anyway, I hope you enjoy it.

There was a soft knock at my door. I would have missed it if I wasn't specially listening out for it. Smoothing down my dress and patting my hair (there was no way my hair was going to come out, I used half a can of lacquer on it) I opened the door.

A grin suddenly appeared on my face and I didn't have the heart to smother it down. "Delia."

"Hello Patsy."

I stood to one side, but Delia shook her head. A loving smile on her lips stopped me in my tracks. She was wearing a pretty red and blue spotty dress and a snowy white cardigan over the top of it. I was getting slightly worried because she was late. But she had taken the time and effort to get ready for our last night together. Of course it wasn't the last ever night, we would still see each other. I still had no idea where my lodgings would be, I didn't know if I was staying in the same block of the nurses home or being sent somewhere else whilst I competed my midwifery training. I was going to find out tomorrow.

"Stop thinking."

I blinked. Delia had moved into the room and closed the door. She had stepped in front of me and she was gently stoking the side of my face. I raised my hand and took her hand in mine.

"Sorry, I was miles away."

Delia tilted her had to one side, her eyes met mine and I realized they were full of concern. "What were you thinking about cariad?"

I gently placed a kiss inside her hand and pulled her closer. "About tomorrow…" I couldn't tell Delia my anxieties about switching professions. I was meant to be the strong one in the relationship. I wasn't meant to help Delia and offer her advice and a shoulder to lean on. Not the other way around.

Delia sighed and rested her forehead against mine. "Stop thinking about tomorrow." She said firmly. "I don't want to think about you leaving so I'm not. I'm focusing on tonight. Tonight is all that matters, nothing else."

I nodded shakily and took a deep breath. Squeezing her hand, I smiled. "So what are we doing tonight Nurse Busby?"

She smiled, the concern slipping away from her face. "Well I was thinking tea and cake in that little teashop and then back to mine. If we stay in your room all night, people are bound to come in and wish you well for tomorrow." Delia said and ran her hands along my shoulders, sending a shiver down my spine. Della knew the effect she had on me and vice versa, but it was still a surprise how my body reacted to her briefest of touch. "I want you to myself tonight. It's the least we deserve. Everyone else can wait till tomorrow morning."

Dipping my head, I gently captured her lips in a shy kiss. It wasn't often that we could kiss and when we could it was special. Most couples took it for granted. It was just one of those things we held onto and didn't let go. I pulled back and stroked the hair at the back of her neck. "You're a girl after my own heart Delia." I murmured, peeping through my half closed eyes as I kissed her again.

Delia raise her hand and placed it over my heart. "I should hop so." She whispered and trailed kisses down my neck. A sigh left my throat as I tipped my head back to allow her more access. "After all." She continued and pulled herself back up. "Your hearts mine."

Warmth spread through me as I grazed her waist with my fingertips. "And yours is mine. Always."

"And forever my love." She whispered and planted a sweet kiss on my lips. Then she stepped back from my embrace.

I whined and tried to catch her hand. Delia grinned and straightened her clothes. "Come on we had better get going before the teashop closes." She checked her reflection in the small mirror on my wall.

I walked up behind her and circled her waist with my arms. Resting my head on hers, I kissed her neck. "Do we have to go?" I asked softly. "Can't we just stay here?"

A felt the laugh rise from her throat rather than heard it. She turned in my arms and kissed me. A soft, passionate kiss that left us both breathless, but with a desire for more. "You know we can't." She whispered and kissed the end of my nose.

Delia pulled away from my embrace again, it always left me feeling bereft. "You're a mean woman Delia Busby." I said, reluctantly collecting my things and following her out of the room.

She laughed again and pressed her back against the wall opposite my door as I locked it. "I take after you." She said and took my arm. "And you knew I was evil when you first met me. Yet you still fell in love with me." She whispered in my ear so only I could hear.

"I didn't have any choice in the matter." I said and checked there was no one around. I leaned close to her. "It was fate." I whispered back and placed a swift kiss on her lips and strode away before she could do anything about it.

I heard her exclaim and shout that I want playing my rules. She quickly caught up so we locked arms once more and set off towards the little teashop where we had our first date almost three years ago.

A/N: I hope you liked it. Please review and let me know if anyone would like me to continue it.