``hold me |Bradly|

[bradlyressel]

"I promise.. but I need you to promise you won't get stressed out if that ever happens. Everything will be fine " He smiled at her and then leaned down and kissed her belly. "I promise" He gently placed his hand on her stomach so that he could feel one of them kick . It only made his eyes smile even more. He then kissed her forehead.

"So have you eaten yet?" She wondered when she had gotten home and figured if it couldn't have been that long ago. The topic of work needed to change to leisure and he was going to make sure it changed.

[calcetines]

"Yes, I had two cans of ravioli," Angel said in a smaller tone, tiredness showing clearly through her voice. "I can fix you something if you're hungry, though." She was so sick of ravioli, but Isaiah and Morgayne couldn't get enough of it. No, on second thought, Angel was tired of being pregnant. But she had about four months to go still. She still wasn't sure if she had made the right decision in keeping them, but couldn't imagine how she would be able to live with herself if she had gotten an abortion.

[bradlyressel]

"I'm fine.. just promise me you won't get stressed if that does happen... I don't believe itwill though.. but if it does... " He just needed to hear her say she wouldn't get stressed. It wasn't good for the twins if she was stressed. He placed his head gently against her belly and his eyes closed. "Let's head to bed.."He smiled tiredly as he stood up.Helping her up he moved with her towards the bedroom.

[calcetines]

"I won't," Angel said, eyes closed as she stroked Bradly's hair gently. She still had her job at Ollivander's; it probably provided enough income for a family of three, but only a small fraction of her maternity leave was paid, and she only had a week of paid vacation. She was grateful for Bradly assisting her in getting up, it was hard with her boys, her mobility and breathing capacity had been effected immensely. The bedroom was like the rest of the flat, nothing special, but tidy and well taken care of.