Gary and Libby - Take One

Epilogue

  2 Years Later.
May.

"Five more minutes." I grumble, still half asleep as i pull the covers up over my shoulder. Gary and i went out for our anniversary yesterday and, well, i think i had a little too much champagne. And of course, every inch of my body aches after being thoroughly 'fucked' once we'd got home.
"Mrs Barlow, You're not falling asleep on me are you?" Gary purrs into the back of my hair. I just mutter some response and pull his left arm around me and shuffle back against his body. Despite it being May, its bloody cold.
"No." I grumble again."
"Lib come on." Gary kisses me behind my ear. "We need to pack the the last little bits, i said we'd be out by mid-day."
Oh yea, i should probably mention we're moving house. Another one of Garys ridiculously spontaneous ideas that ive agreed too. On the other hand. The house is beautiful....
"Mumma. Wakey!" I feel the familiar tug at the covers as Ethan clambers up onto the bed. Crawling over my legs as he grins at me.
"Look at the state of you!" I gasp, beaming back at him as i lean up on on elbows. "Whats daddy been giving you eh?"
"Chocolate!" Ethan claps his hands together.
"Chocolate?!" I widen my eyes in mock shock. "For breakfast?!"
Ethan just giggles uncontrollably and uses a sticky finger to point over to Gary who is busy pulling some baby wipes out of the travel bag.
"Naughty Daddy!" I shake my head, sitting up properly and pulling Ethan onto my laugh.
"Naug-y 'addy!" Ethan repeats, laughing hysterically as he claps his hands again.

"Oh thanks for that." Gary smirks at me as he crouches infront of Ethan and wipes his hands over. I just shrug apologetically.
Shit.
"Have Ethan a second will you?" I  gasp, practically throwing my son into Garys arms before bolting it too the toilet.
"Mumma?!" Ethan calls after me, but im too busy vomiting into the toilet to answer.
"Oh Jesus Lib." Gary mutters, sounding slightly shocked as he puts Ethan down in his play pen and walking calmly into the bathroom after me. "I didnt think youd had that much to drink.."
"Its not the drink Gary." I mutter, but he practically ignores me and carries on.
"I mean, you were tipsy i know. But you seemed pretty bloody sober when you were sucking me off last night."
"Gary!" I scold playfully, swinging my arm so it hits him pathetically across his knees as he stands over me, i stay seated on the floor as another wave of nausea hits me. "Its not the fucking drink."
Gary doesnt answer, instead he just furrows his brow as he squirts some toothpaste on my toothbrush for me and helps me to my feet.
"Mumma? 'Addy?!" I hear Ethans confused voice from the other room.
"Ill be there in a second little man!" Gary calls back as i brush over my teeth. "Hang on a bit mate."
"I was meant to tell you last night." I carry on, turning to face Gary again, as Ethan begins singing his own version of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. "I just....forgot." I shrug, placing my hands on Garys hips, hooking my thumbs under the waistband of his pyjama bottoms.
Gary just looks at me expectantly, willing me to carry on.

"Im pregnant Gaz.." I look into his eyes, not particular emotion in my voice.
"Fucking knew it." Garys face splits into a smug sort of grin.
"Excuse me?!" I cant help but laugh. "What do you mean?"
"Last night!" Gary grins down at me. "I could just tell!"
I stare back up at him, and if he wasnt biting his lip id probably believe him...
"You're eight weeks gone right? Or seven?"
"You found the test didnt you. Gaz?" I raise an eyebrow.
"Yep..." I he admits in defeat, but not able to wipe the carefree smile off his face. "...And the doctors notes."
"When?" I sigh. God hes so immature.
"About three minuets ago?...When i was getting the wipes for Ethan."
"You ruin all of your own surprises!" I laugh, shaking my head.
"Mumma! 'Addy!" Ethan little voice comes again from the bedroom, more desperate for attention this time, and i know ive got about four second before the tears start.
"We'll talk later." Gary mutters, kissing me briskly on the lips before striding out of the en suit towards the two year old in the playpen.

"No! Mumma!" I hear Ethan wail as Gary picks him up and resting him on his hip. "I wa- Mumma!" Ethan clasps the palms of his hands to his eyes, sporting his newly discovered 'stressed out' look as his face continue to redden and he attempts to wriggle out of Garys grasp. "Mumma! Mumma!"
"Woah." Garys eyes widen with a smile as he passes Ethan over to me. "I think he might want you."
"You think?" I smirk, bouncing the toddler on my hip until eventually the sobs subside. "I reckon someones still tired, eh mate?" I kiss the side of Ethans head.
"No." He mumbles in response, shaking his head against my collar bone, wetting my skin with his tears.
"He'll be asleep once we've been in the car for six minutes." Gary shakes his head with a smile, heading back into the bathroom and coming out with the remaining toiletries, before packing them into the travel bag.
"I hope so." I grin back. "Hes a right mardy arse when hes tired...Must take after his dad."
"Oi!" Gary slaps my bum playfully as i carry Ethan out of the bedroom and down the stairs, followed by Gary.

"Sure thats everything?" I ask, strapping Ethan into his car seat, once we're outside. All of a furniture was taken yesterday, well the stuff we wanted anyway. Gary wanted to totally redecorate the new house, so we're leaving the stuff we're not bothered about here or selling the pieces worth something.
"I think so."" Gary grunts in response chucks the travel bag onto the back seat next to Ethan.
"'Lizebeth!" Ethan holds his arms out, tears brimming in his eyes again. "Lizebeth!"
Fuck.
"Okay babe." I smile, "Ill find him." Trust Gary to name the goddamn stuffed rabbit after me. The bastard. "Gary wheres the bloody rabbit?!" I mutter, pulling away from Ethan and walking round to the boot. Gary meets me there, holding the pale blue bunny infront of me.
"Voila."
"Thank you." I sigh. Taking the toy from his hands. "Made the day yet again..."
"I always do dont i?" He smirks back, wrapping his arms around my lower back, locking his fingers as always.
"You make my day..." I grin up at Gary, wrapping my arms around his neck. "...On a regular basis."
"Hmm." Gary smiles satisfied, pulling me closer still. "I love you..."
"Love you too, Baby." I smile, kissing his lips slowly, my fingers stroking the back of his head.
"Ready to Rock 'n' Roll then?" Gary grins, still keeping me close too him as he nods towards the car.
"With you?" I smirk at his choice of words, but i cant help the grin. "...Always..."

Notes: My darling readers, so concludes the end of their first adventure... Thank you for sticking with them, rest assured they won't be far away for long...
~ A X