Chenford Oneshots

We're in this together

A/n: Last part of this series! I hope you liked it - I tried my best :)

The clock on the bedside table ticked loudly, the sound echoing through the dark room. Lucy tossed and turned, unable to find a comfortable position. Her back ached, her stomach felt heavy, and her mind was racing with thoughts of baby names, nursery colors, and everything in between.

"Are you okay?" Tim mumbled from the other side of the bed, his voice thick with sleep. He turned to face her, his brow furrowed with concern.

"I can't sleep," Lucy admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "I feel like I've tried everything."

Tim sat up a little, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "Do you want me to help you stretch? Or maybe I can get you some water?"

"No, it's not that," Lucy said, a hint of frustration creeping into her tone. "I just can't get comfortable. I feel so restless."

Tim swung his legs over the side of the bed and sat up fully. "Alright, let's try to figure this out. How about we make some adjustments?"

Lucy nodded, appreciating his willingness to help. "Okay, what do you have in mind?"

"First, let's rearrange the pillows," Tim suggested. "I read somewhere that extra support can help with back pain."

Lucy watched as he moved the pillows around, creating a fortress of softness. "Like this?" she asked, lying back down and testing the new arrangement.

"Exactly," he said, grinning. "And if you need anything more, just let me know. I'll be your pillow butler."

Lucy couldn't help but laugh softly. "You're the best pillow butler."

"Next, let's see if I can help with the anxiety," Tim said, taking her hand. "Wanna talk about what's on your mind?"

Lucy took a deep breath, the weight of her thoughts spilling out. "I keep worrying about everything—the baby, how we'll handle sleepless nights, and if we're ready for this."

Tim nodded, his expression serious but reassuring. "It's totally normal to feel that way. But remember, we're in this together. We'll figure it out as a team."

"Yeah, I know," Lucy replied, feeling comforted by his words. "But right now, it feels overwhelming."

"Let's focus on the now," Tim said. "How about we try a relaxation technique? I can guide you through some deep breathing."

Lucy nodded, eager for a distraction. Tim took a deep breath and demonstrated, then encouraged her to join him. They inhaled deeply together, filling their lungs with air, and exhaled slowly.

After a few rounds, Lucy felt her tension start to fade. "That actually helps," she admitted, her voice calmer.

"Great! Now, let's try to change the atmosphere a bit," Tim suggested, reaching over to dim the bedside lamp. "How about some soft music?"

Lucy smiled at his thoughtfulness. "I'd love that."

Tim grabbed his phone and played a calming playlist, the gentle melodies filling the room. They settled back into their pillows, and Lucy felt her body start to relax.

"See? We've got this," Tim said, squeezing her hand. "And if we have to get up in the middle of the night, we'll handle it together. You're not alone in this."

Lucy turned to him, her heart swelling with gratitude. "Thank you for being so supportive. I don't know how I'd manage without you."

"Just doing my job as your husband" Tim said with a wink. "And remember, we can always nap during the day when the baby arrives. It's all about adjustments."

Lucy laughed softly, the sound blending with the music. "You're right. We'll figure it out as we go."

As they lay in the dim light, Lucy finally felt a sense of peace wash over her. With Tim by her side, she knew they could face any challenge that came their way—even the sleepless nights ahead.

"Goodnight, Tim," she murmured, feeling her eyelids grow heavy.

"Goodnight, Lucy," he replied, pulling her closer. "I love you."

"I love you too," she whispered, allowing the music and his presence to lull her into a much-needed sleep.