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With Her

Summary:
Quil and Claire are married. When Claire becomes pregnant, what new difficulties will they face? In the series For Her. Sequel to Protect Her, Love Her, Hold Her, Keep Her, and From Her. In that order... I think.


Notes:
Well, read the others first. I don't own this. By the way, sorry for the wait, but you took FOREVER with the reviews. thank pinkpoop/ alreadyinarithmancy and equuslover22 that this is posted at all. Love you guys!


6. Chapter 6

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“Thanks, Quil. I was sort of… I just blanked. Couldn’t think at all.”

It was hard for her to admit. “Don’t mention it, Claire. You’re fine. Nothing to worry about.”

I was trying to soothe her. It wasn’t working. She was clearly still agitated, but I didn’t let go of her hand. She smiled, and I kissed her hair. “I love you.”

“I love you.”

We said that a lot. Maybe because it was so very true. It came easily to the lips, this truth. “You’re going to be fine, Claire. It’s all going to be all right,” I assured her, and I believed it. Nothing more could go wrong. We’d suffered our fair share, and now it was happy ending time. There would be no more pain, no more sorrow, no more separation. It was time to be together and love one another.

“Yeah. Yeah, I’ll be fine.”

I dropped Claire at work. She was very close to the end of her residency, and I’d never been prouder. It hadn’t been easy, but it was so stirring to see all her dreams coming true.

Unfortunately, I was left with a whole day and nothing to do. I went house-hunting out of boredom. I knew every building in La Push, of course, but I checked to see what was for sale.

To my surprise, I discovered my own home was one of the listings. Immediately, I called the real estate agent.

“Hello?”

“Hello, you’ve reached Ellen Smith at National Olympia Real Estate.”

“I’m interested in 128 Wentworth Street.”

She sounded politely disinterested. “Can I arrange a tour?”

I laughed slightly. “That won’t be necessary. I grew up in the house, and I’m in North Carolina.”

She joined in the laughter. I knew Ellen only vaguely, as she was two years older, but she’d lived two streets away. “Hey, Quil. Haven’t seen you in years. Whatever happened to you?”

“Claire happened. She wanted to be a doctor, and there isn’t exactly a teaching hospital in Forks. So we moved, and got married, and now she’s a doctor and we’re having a baby…”

“Congratulations!” she squealed, interrupting my blathering.

“So I thought we’d move to a smaller town. Claire suggested Forks. Good place to raise kids.”

“That’s not what we thought when we were growing up.”

She had a point. Until I’d started phasing, I’d thought La Push was a lot like the middle of nowhere, only far more boring. “All right, you win. But still, I miss everyone.”

“That’s right, you were part of Sam’s gang. What was up with that?”

We were running the forests as giant wolves in order to keep you safe from marauding vampires and fall madly in love with toddlers. “Oh, just kids being stupid.”

“That’s what I thought.”

“I look back on that part of my life and think… You know, I was so young. I’m starting a family. I’ve got a wife and a baby on the way, and suddenly I realize I’m a grown-up.”

“Well, I’ll put you into the computer for the house.”

“I just have to check with Claire.”

“All right. I don’t want you sleeping on the couch. Call back and confirm. But I’ll reserve it.”

“Thanks, Ellen.”

“No problem. Bye.”

“Bye.”