Olivia was discharged on Friday morning. She thought it was excessive, keeping her in so long when all she had was bruises but they said they wanted to make sure everything was okay with the baby, which while being annoying to her, was also a sacrifice she was willing to make for the health of their child. Trevor picked her up and drove her home. She knew not to even mention the fact that she should be going to work, because Trevor would not let that happen. So it was pointless arguing.

"Thank you for picking me up," she said.

"You're my wife there is no need to thank me at all," he said. "I'm trying to stop you from coming to work though, so its less generous than it seems.

"Fair enough," she said. "I don't feel like waddling to my office or my desk anyway." Trevor wisely said nothing. He was silent until he parked outside their house and Olivia worried that something was wrong. "What is it?"

"I… I've done something which I thought was a good idea, but now I'm rapidly going off of it. I'm worried about how you're going to react." He was stopped by Liv's fingers on his lips and he sighed.

"Calm down," she said. " Now what have you done?"

He kissed the tips of her fingers and then gently removed her hand. "I… I'll just show you. That's easier. Come on."

"Okay," she said, getting out of the car. She unlocked the door and paused in the hallway, remembering the last time she'd been here. Laying unconscious curled protectively around their baby girl.

"Olivia?"

"Sorry," she said. "I was just… thinking. Remembering."

"Are you okay?" She nodded and then hissed as the baby kicked her hard. "Baby?"

"Yeah," she said breathlessly. She walked into the house and Trevor closed the door. "So what am I meant to be noticing?"

"Upstairs," he said. "Go on." She did and then waited in the hall. Trevor sighed and opened the door to the spare room. Liv went through it and gasped. It was decorated into the perfect nursery. Not a scrap of pink in sight either. The walls were cream and had been repainted. There was a border of stars and moons around the walls. The cot they'd bought two weeks ago had been made up and there were sheets and a teddy bear already in it. A changing table and a rocking chair were there too. It was perfect.

"Well?"

"I love it," she said, her eyes looking around the perfect room. It was better than what she'd ever had been able to achieve in the three months before their daughter was born, what with work and everything else. "When did you have the time?"

"I took a couple of days off. And press ganged Sonny into doing something useful. Watching him trying to put that cot together was entertaining."

"I bet," Liv said. "Thank you. It's wonderful. Perfect." She turned to him and put her hands around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss. Their bodies pressed together as tightly as they could around her bump. They only parted when the baby kicked so hard that Trevor felt it.it.

"We have an energetic daughter," he said.

"Don't I know it," she agreed."

"Olivia, I have to go," he said. "I'm sorry, but I've skipped quite a bit of work this week, what with… everything."

"It's fine," she said. "Don't worry. If you fancy bringing some paperwork home with you from my office, I'll catch up over the weekend."

"No," he said simply.

"Trevor …"

"You're already over stretching yourself at work, trying to get everything done and then some, because you feel guilty about taking maternity leave." Liv blushed. "Did you think I hadn't noticed?"

"I'm pregnant, I'm not ill," she said. "And what's the harm in doing more work while I can? I don't want my replacement to drown in work I haven't finished."

"Look, you do your job well, and I'm not going to argue about how you do it," Trevor said. "I am going to argue about you doing it in your free time. Relax."

"Fine," she said. "What time will you be home tonight?"

"Not late I promise?" he said.

"Will you bring fish and chips back? I fancy it tonight," she said, her face bright.

"Of course I can," he said. He brought her to his arms and held her close. He kissed her gently, his lips brushing across hers. "I'll see you later then. Sleep. Rest I love you."

"Yeah Yeah," she said rolling her eyes. "See you later then I love you too."

"Bye."

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