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After she was dressed and ready for the day, Barbara Chesterton watched her reflection as she washed up the breakfast things. Alfie was late to help her but for once she didn't mind since it gave her time to think. They had celebrated Ian's running for council the night before and she felt awful to be the bearer of bad news, particularly she'd had chances before.

Once she had finished, she found Ian in the back garden with some of the boys, constructing another hammock.

"May I talk to you for a moment?" she asked once he looked free enough. Some of the boys made noises to suggest that Ian was in trouble.

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first_in_time

"The children will suspect something if we start changing time tables and things on them but I think we could give it a month or so," Barbara told Ian with a smile. "It will be our secret."

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splendid_roman

"We can tell them at the same time as we change the time tables, then they'll know why." It would take a little while to decide what would work best anyway.

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first_in_time

"That would be logical," she said. "What did I do to deserve such a logical, practical husband?"

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splendid_roman

"By being a kind, patient wife." He smiled at her.

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first_in_time

Barbara became a little bashful and smiled down at the ground for a moment.

"I heard that those were the qualities you were looking for in a wife, so I worked hard at them until I was convincing enough in pulling them off."

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splendid_roman

He shook his head. "No, you always had those."

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first_in_time

Again, Barbara looked bashful. She hugged Ian's arm to her, burying her face in his sleeve for a moment.

"Come here," she said and pulled him toward the river, picking up the pace to a log jog. The willow tree they'd shared their third anniversary under drooped by the side of the water. A light breeze tickled it's branches, making them sway gently. Barbara stopped, breathless, and leaned back against the trunk, her hands picking up Ian's.

"You need to kiss me," she told him

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splendid_roman

"That's what got us into this mess," he pointed out, but kissed her anyway, putting his love for her into the kiss.

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first_in_time

Barbara gently held his head in her hands while he kissed her.

"Actually I believe we got into this mess because we kissed while naked," she told him quietly. "But if we think about it, it started because we found wine and were celebrating."

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splendid_roman

"And I kissed you." He put his arms round her. "On the bright side we can do as much kissing while naked as we want for the next nine months." Or to be more accurate, as much as Barbara wanted and as long as the children let them.

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first_in_time

"We should get as much in as we can before the final trimester," she said with a sigh, "if this baby is going to be anything like John I'll be the size of a planet, hot and constantly uncomfortable. Kissing naked will be the last thing I'll want to do."

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splendid_roman

"It's a different time of year, so you might not be as hot." Although he was resigned to the idea of not kissing naked towards the end of her pregnancy.

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first_in_time

"I might not be but we'll see how I go. I can normally stand the heat inside the dome." Barbara pulled him in for another sweet kiss.

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splendid_roman

He smiled at her afterwards. "We should get back. We don't want to leave the boys looking after Johnny for too long."

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first_in_time

"We'll come home and find him wrapped up in dough and ready for the oven," Barbara chuckled.

She hugged Ian again and as she did so, gently pushed him away from the tree so that she could take a step forward without treading on his toes.

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splendid_roman

"I hope they won't be quite that bad." He chuckled and took her hand to walk home.

((OOC: I've run out of things to say, shall I start a new thread?))