The alarm goes off at 5:45am.

Fiona beg her wife, "Not this morning, please."

Alaya rolls over, turns off the alarm and returns to the warmth of their bodies. "This only buys us a few minutes. Soon we will have to exercise. It is important especially when I return to the family business."

"Is that what you want?"

"Yes, it is."

Fiona flips around to face her wife, "I support you in any path your take."

"I have never wanted anything more than working with my mothers. It is everything I have worked towards."

"I want you to find your place."

"That is something I believe needs to be discussed tonight. What is your schedule today?"

"I shall be home around six, but I will call you if I am later than eight."

"When will you be finished with this ridiculous schedule?"

"I do not know. I do start my pathology this summer. I will be completely on-call. But I do not know my medical school schedule. I will find out when I see Mary next."

Alaya licks the air, "The Mothers are in the gym."

Alaya and Fiona get dresses, leaving their shoes behind, as their new tradition, and head into the gymnasium.

During breakfast conversation Fiona turns to Mother Vastra. "I will let you know, as soon as possible, when you need to join me for surgery."

Vastra stops her fork midway to her mouth, "Surgery?"

"You will have to learn how to perform or assist me with cesarean section. I can't be the only one in the family with the skill. We have to pass the knowledge down to our daughters. What if I am able to be home ... we shall outlive our friends." Fiona says with sadness in her eyes. "I will depend on you developing your skills."

Vastra smiles, "I look forward to learning."

Fiona drinks her last bit of coffee and places her plate in the sink. "I must be going, I shall be home soon as I am able." She kisses her wife and heads out the door.

"That is exciting. To learn something of the human anatomy that is associated with life."

"You will be the surgeon to your own grandchildren. Are you worried?"

"Unsure. I will do research and go over Fiona's medical books."

"She has placed the books on your desk." Alaya looks to her mother Jenny, "Do you have any interest? We might be called to assist. I am told it takes a steady hand and precision. You have not picked any locks lately, how are your hands?"

Jenny looks at her hand as she sees the effects of pregnancy taking hold of her body as her wedding ring it starting to choke her finger. "Vastra, we must take off the ring before it is too late."

Vastra grabs soap does what is needed to yank off the precious jewellery past the swollen knuckles. Vastra bends down and kisses her wife's fingers.

Alaya gets up and goes to the drawer with miscellaneous items and finds ribbon and hands it to her Mothers. "This should help."

"While we have you alone." Mother Vastra looks to her daughter.

"Oh no ... should I be worried?"

"I am curious, did you bite your wife?"

Fiona nods.

"Did you draw blood?"

Fiona nod, "When I bit her she screamed into her hands with pain. I did what was needed to be done."

"Before you were weaned there was concern that you would have bitten off my nipples." Jenny turns to Vastra, "All those worries." She reaches out to her daughter, "You surprised us all with your tenderness."

"We are very pleased that you are tender," Mother Vastra adds, "You have the perfect combination of humanity and Silurian."

Alaya is pleased and clasped her hands with happiness. "I wish I could prepare you for the twins. Siblings can be very different. What if the twins are more human or more Silurian?"

"We will figure it out. Let's begin our day. How about your and I work on the perception device tests? After which we go to Scotland Yard and see if there are any unsolved mysteries to solve?"

Fiona comes home around seven with heavy footsteps into the drawing-room. She looks to find her Silurian pillow missing. She turns and heads to the kitchen where mother Jenny carry three sandwiches, one half in her mouth, and a glass of milk.

"Good evening mother, where is Alaya?"

"Shum um wif Vafftra."

Fiona smiles, "I can wait until you finish your bite."

Mother Jenny chews, chews, chews, takes a gulp of milk and then burbs with a blushed face, "Pardon me."

Fiona just laughed, "No problem mother Jenny. Where is Alaya?"

"They have not returned from Scotland Yard. They left around two and I expect them home before dinner."

"Thank you. Allow me to assist you." Fiona grabs the plate with the two remaining sandwiches, the milk and walks behind Mother Jenny into the drawing-room.

"I will be fine dear." Mother Jenny gets comfy in her chair. Fiona comes over with a footstool for Mother Jenny's feet. "Fank few." As she fills her mouth with bread and meats.

"Your poor feet are swollen. I will return shortly and give them a massage. Excuse me." Fiona turns and quickly runs downstairs. She notices Miss Gardner and Miss Shaw heading out. "Miss Shaw. I am sorry to ask but has Madame Vastra or Alaya leave a message?"

"Yes." She turns to her Allie, "One moment Dear." Goes to her desk and hands Fiona a folded note. "Good evening Fiona."

"Good Evening." She responds to her friends as she unfolds the paper.

DATE: 12011916
TIME: 15:12
TO: Hot Water Bottle
FROM: Plaster Wall

Mother and I are out on a case. We shall be home by 0100. We shall grab food on the street. Take care of Mother Jenny.

I will be safe and warm.

Fiona goes upstairs to check on Mother Jenny to find the drawing-room empty. She goes back to the landing to find Alaya's mother coming out of the hall water closet. "Vastra and Alaya will be out late. They have a case and will be following leads."

Mother Jenny runs to the window, "It is too cold! We need to get them home."

"They will be fine. Mother Vastra will look after Alaya. Alaya will do the same for her mother." Alaya attempts to console a panic pregnant woman, 'who will comfort me?'

Mother Jenny is now sitting on the chair next to the window watching any motion on the street below.

'I need a distraction.' "Mother Jenny, let me change and I shall return shortly. I have not eaten ..."

Mother Jenny's head spins around so fast Fiona though she her her neck crack, "Yes, I would like to eat."

"Give me a moment. I shall return shortly."

Fiona quickly goes upstairs and changes into heavy trousers, slippers and a sweater. She sniffs the sweater, it reminders her of Scotland and her mother. 'I need to share this with Alaya.' She goes downstairs into the kitchen to see the Mother Jenny looking into the icebox.

"Mother Jenny! I will make you a good meal for you and the twins." Fiona pulls her away and places her in her seat in the kitchen. Fiona grabs Mother Jenny's feet and places them up on Mother Vastra's regular seat. "Stay!" Fiona teases, "Tell me about your day."

Fiona makes baked pasta while Mother Jenny shares the day from the time she left, Alaya biting confession and the research completed before she took a nap.

"Tell me, what did you do today?" Mother Jenny asked. While Fiona makes tea.

Fiona usually has two other audience members but tells her everything from her rounds, the Military Hospital new casualties and the Medical School responsibilities.

Fiona pulls the hot pan out of the oven and plates two portions. "Would you like to eat in the drawing room? I will make sure the fire is warm for our Silurians when they return home."

"Yes! Please."

Fiona follows Mother Jenny back to the drawing-room and they eat at the table. Fiona reads the evening paper out loud to entertain each other. After dinner was completed Fiona made sure Mother Jenny was properly resting and she went to clean up the kitchen. She returns to the drawing room with tea service and puts more wood on the fire. "What would you like now? Shall I read to you? Play music?" It just occurred to her that she actually doesn't know what Mother Jenny does when she is alone. "What do you like to do when you have free time for yourself?"

"I usually sew, knit and other things."

"I will read to you while you do your tasks, if you like?"

"What will you read to me?"

Fiona goes to her stack of books she put aside exclusively for entertainment, "I have Anne of Green Gables, Tarzan of the Apes, White Fang, and The Professor ... any of these?"

"Anne of Green Gables is a series of a ginger girl isn't it?"

"Yes." Fiona blushes, "Would you like to hear it?"

"Bring me my knitting basket, please."

Fiona brings over the knitting basket, "Did I offend you little one?"

"No. I became interested in the series because Anne has red hair. But I soon fell in love the story."

Fiona made sure Mother Jenny was settled, comfortable and feet were up before she became comfortable herself.

"Anne of Green Gables by Lucy Maud Montgomery. Mrs. Rachel Lynde lived just where the Avonlea main road dipped down into a little hollow, fringed with alders and ladies' eardrops and traversed by a brook that had its source away back in the woods of the old Cuthbert place ..."

Fiona red through each chapter and looks up to check on Mother Jenny. Nothing unexpected. Although by chapter four Fiona is sitting on the ground, reading the book with her right hand and massaging Mother Jenny feet with her left.

By the time Fiona finished reading Chapter ten Mother Jenny has three loo breaks, two foot massages and another serving of baked pasta.

" ... Becoming fiddlesticks! ... " Mother Jenny and Fiona hear their stealthy Silurians run up the steps. They turn to look at the door and as expected all smiles.

Fiona helps Mother Jenny stand as their wives come to greet them properly.

"Mother Jenny and I stayed up. We were concerned it was too cold and your perception devices would be on too long." Fiona pulls her cold wife closer to the fire. "I missed you and thank you for the note."

"Thank you for the call to let me know you would be late. I checked in with Miss Shaw around six." Alaya kisses her wife on warm lips and moans. "Oh you melt me."

"Do want to be by this fire? I will gladly lay here for the night. It is the warmest room or shall we adventure to our cold room to bury under the covers." Fiona looks into her wife's eyes for honesty and not bravery.

"Yes, I am cold. Being here near the warm fire will be most welcome."

Fiona kisses her wife, "I will be right back. Do you want night clothing?"

"I truly need to warm first."

Fiona runs upstairs, changes into her nightgown and returns to the drawing-room with a bounty of bedding. They make their bed on the large chaise lounge, build up the fire and fall asleep within ten minutes.

They never noticed Mother Vastra holding her wife in the Victorian couch in the same position but with fluffier pillows.