Everything You Want

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Reassurances

"Have you thought about the wedding?" Manuela asked sipping on her coffee, she looked across at Sansa knowing that things had been quiet the past month since Connor had been arrested and put back in prison. 

Sansa stared at Marco's mother, it honestly hadn't crossed her mind about the wedding and she knew that everything had been so focused on the baby that she was carrying. 

The couple had decided to wait until the baby was born to find out the gender, they wanted it to be a surprise and Marco was working around not knowing by going for neutral colours in the baby's room. 

"It's okay if you haven't," Manuela reassured knowing that Sansa had other things on her mind, she had gotten a restraining order on Connor that kept him far away from her and Finn. 

Marco was pleased with the result and the entire family knew that they would finally be able to put this entire mess behind them and focus on other things. 

Sansa chewed on her lip, she knew it was silly but she worried about trying to set down any sort of plans with Marco; there was so much happening and she didn't want to ruin things. 

Manuela was quiet for a moment realising that she had asked something that was a little tender, she knew that Marco was so busy preparing everything for the arrival of the baby and spending time with Finn. 

"We haven't really talked about it," Sansa mumbled messing with her engagement ring, she was a little ashamed that nothing had been even considered about their wedding; she wasn't even sure what they were going to do. 

The last thing that Sansa wanted to do was start making plans and Marco changed his mind about wanting to be with her and the children; she was scared that this would all just come to an end again. 

Manuela watched Sansa, she was going to have to speak with her son about this and she knew that things would be just fine.

***

Marco watched his fiancée as she made dinner, he recalled his talk with his mother who had expressed a little concern about her; he didn't want Sansa worrying over anything, he wanted her to be able to talk to him. 

"Liebling, is there something you want to talk about," Marco asked walking over to Sansa, he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her cheek; he knew that things had been busy recently, the season was in full swing and they had been so busy preparing for the baby. 

Sansa shook her head, she forced a smile as she turned around to face Marco; she didn't want to make him worry over nothing, she was sure that it was all just in her head. 

"My mother seems to think that there is something bothering you," Marco pushed gently, he searched Sansa's face and frowned; he could see what Manuela had been talking about, there was something very clearly worrying Sansa. 

Marco wished that she would open up, he didn't want her getting stressed out over something that he could so easily help with; they were doing so well and he didn't want anything to ruin them now. 

"It's nothing," Sansa murmured looking away from Marco, he had enough on his plate without listening to her silly concerns; she was sure that it would all work itself out anyway. 

Sansa pulled away from Marco and carried on with dinner, she was sure that Marco and Finn must be hungry and she didn't want to let them down. 

Marco watched her, he didn't like how she was shutting herself off and he knew that was what had made her end things the first time around; she had wanted him to be happy and yet had led them both to get hurt. 

"Sansa... if its bothering you then it is something," Marco said taking her hands, he made her look at him and he wasn't going to let this go; he wanted her to be able to talk to him.

Sansa chewed on her lip, her eyes looked at Marco as she realised that he wasn't going to let this go; she felt so stupid about all of this, she knew that things weren't going to be the same when the baby was born. 

"What if you get bored?" Sansa whispered looking down at the floor, she was very aware of all the women that would kill for a chance to date someone like him; yet for some reason Marco stayed with her. 

Sansa had hurt him when they had first broken up, she hated that there was always going to be that between them no matter what happened or how long they were together. 

"I'm going to get fat and I might be that way for a while," Sansa whimpered recalling how long it had taken her to lose the baby weight when she'd had Finn, she could only imagine what it was going to be like this time. 

Marco stared at her, he had no idea that she felt this way and he wished that she had told him sooner about this; he had no intentions of going anywhere and he didn't care what anyone said. 

"I am not going anywhere," Marco reassured cupping Sansa's face, he didn't want her doubting them and he knew that this wasn't really her talking; he kissed her softly wanting to ease her mind. 

Marco was doing his best to make sure that everything was perfect, he had been a little distracted and had missed that Sansa was struggling a little; he was going to be keeping an extra close eye on her from now on. 

"But..." Sansa whimpered wondering why Marco was being so sweet about this, she was being silly and she wished that she could just put away the bad thoughts that were in her head. 

Marco kissed her stopping her from continuing, he knew that their past was a mess but they were happy now and that was all that mattered to him now. 

"No buts. I am not going anywhere," Marco insisted when he pulled back, he smiled at Sansa knowing that he wasn't going to give up; they could do this and there was nothing to stop them this time.

***

Marco watched Sansa as she climbed into bed, he smiled at the sight of her bump and he knew that he couldn't wait for their baby to be born; he was so happy that things seemed to be working out so well for them. 

"What about this August?" Marco asked making Sansa look at him confused, she had no idea what he was talking about; she rested a hand on her bump as the baby moved. 

Marco smiled moving to sit next to her, he was so please that things had gotten a little better since their talk; Sansa had opened up to him about her worries and he knew that it would get better. 

"For what?" Sansa asked softly, she leant back on the pillows trying to get comfortable; she stared at Marco as he slowly rubbed circles into the bump, he knew that as she got bigger that it would be harder for her to relax. 

Marco smiled feeling their baby kick, he couldn't wait for him or her to arrive and he was sure that he would be happy either way; Finn was going to be the perfect older brother. 

"Our wedding," Marco revealed watching Sansa closely, he had put a lot of thought into it and he wanted to take that step; he was sure that they would easily be able to pull together a wedding in five months. 

Sansa stared at him for a moment wondering if he was joking, it slowly began to dawn on her that Marco was actually being serious about having their wedding in five months' time and she wasn't sure what to say to him about that.