Chapter 17 - Oh Allie. What are You Doing?

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Toby's POV

I laughed at my own little joke as Claire, my new assistant laughed along with me. "But yeah I mean, there's not really much to do, I mean Emerald try's her hardest to keep up with my mess, but she's just really exhausted." I explained while skillfully taking my keys out of my pocket, while not dropping Gryphon's leash. When I inserted the key I found the door unlocked. I turned around and gave Claire a confused look. She gave me one back and shrugged her shoulders. Pushing the door open Gryphon immediately bolted inside.

"I thought Emerald lived with you?" She said like I was stupid.

"Yeah.." I replied hesitantly. "But she was supposed to go to Allie's while I was gone." I heard Claire give off a small 'oh' when I saw a fast asleep Emerald on the couch with a Doctor Who spin-off 'Torchwood' playing. I silently laughed and walked in. "Em?" I chuckled as I crouched beside her on the couch. 

"Hm?" she grunted, eyes flitting open. Bolting up right he looked at me. "I'm supposed to be with Allie.. crap." She said now fully awake. "And I fell asleep with 'Torchwood' on. Aw man!!" she said swinging her legs off the couch. I stood up to help her. It was a little funny since she had to get up in a slightly different way due to her small baby bump. "Oh hi.." she said slowly when she spotted Claire. Hesitantly she walked up to her, and stuck out her hand. "I'm Emerald, Toby's wife. You can call me Em if you want."

Claire gratefully took her hand and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. “Claire, nice to meet you.” Claire looked to me. "Wife?" 

"Whoops. Left that out..." I said guiltily.

Emeralds POV

"Well um.. I gotta go." I informed Claire and Toby as I walked back over to the kitchen table, grabbing Toby's sleeve in the process.

"Okay and you want to talk. Expected." He laughed.

"Not being jealous, but who is she?" I asked.

"She's an assistant. You know, so you as I don't have to do much as we did. And so you don't have to clean up after me." He said with a smile. 

"Awe Toby. You didn't have to. And your messes aren't that bad." I blushed. 

His smile widened as he took my hands and kissed my cheek. "I don't want little Anastasia and you to be stressed out. Soon you'll hardly be able to get up by yourself." Toby said looking down at our baby. 

"Christian." I corrected, to which he rolled his eyes. 

"Really though Em. By your third trimester you can't strain yourself." He said getting serious, which wasn't normal of Toby.

"Babe, I'm far from my third trimester." 

"It's closer then you think." He chuckled. 

"You're not the one carrying 'im" I mumbled, causing Toby's chuckle to turn into a laugh. "I really gotta go Toby. She told me it was urgent, and I'm late as it is." I told him, standing on my tip toes to quickly peck Toby on the cheek.

"Okay.." He whined playfully. "Tell Felix I said hi for me." He called out as I pulled my 'Bless your face" hoodie over my head, and then an over coat.

"Can do!" I smiled, heading for the door, where Claire still stood. Keeping my smile I looked towards her quickly as I slipped my new Union Flag (More commonly known as Union Jack.) [Only Union Jack while at sea though. Thanks Doctor Who for pointless information] converse on. "It was nice meeting you Claire. Sorry I have to leave so early though."

"Don't worry about it." She told me, returning a warm smile.

"I'm off!" I called out before exiting my house to the car. 

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