Who: Nora Flint and Alec Vaisey When: Backdated to January 9th Where: Their place, maybe the clinic What: Finding out Rating: Medium
Even now, at a little over 18 weeks, Nora could still hardly believe this was real. That she had gotten to this point without losing her child. Their child, really. It just... seemed.. unreal. Like any moment she would wake up, and it would really be a dream. Sometimes she still thought that, until the warm body of Alec enveloped her in their bed, and she had to advise herself over and over that this was real. It had been terrifying at the beginning, especially after almost losing... whatever they would be one day. But now, she had the slightest bit more confidence. Nora only hoped her terrible luck would hold out for a bit longer.
As she woke up on Tuesday morning, she had been nervous. So much so, that after nearly 3 weeks in her second trimester, she had made herself sick. Really, it was all on her, and nothing else, and once she managed to calm down and get a handle on herself, she realized she was being an utter moron.
So she did the only thing she could think of and took a shower, calming her nerves under the hot water, running her hands over the bump that was getting impossible to hide and her anxiety began to lessen somewhat. Getting dressed she made her way into the kitchen, waiting patiently as Alec joined her as she made them both some lavender tea. Merlin only knew she needed it.
"So... are you ready?" she asked nonchalant, taking a sip of the hot liquid and looking over at him. He always seemed... so much more collected than she did. Nora envied that.