I Love You, Baby (For Splendid_Roman)

In the waiting room of the doctor's office, Barbara held Ian's hand tightly. She glanced around the room at the sketches on the wall, the small pile of books which were fading with age. It all did little to relax her. Had it not been such a warm day she might have gotten up to pace around the room but instead she stayed by Ian, clutching his hand, and waiting to be called.

Mrs Nesbit exited the little room to the side where the doctor worked. Barbara watched her shuffle out on elderly legs. She knew that Mrs Nesbit was allowed contraception but Barbara couldn't work out why considering she was possibly too old to conceive anyway.

"Mr. and Mrs. Chesterton?" the doctor called tiredly.