Thomas Sangster & Newt Imagines

Broken arrows || TBS-part 6

As promised, Thomas and I went to a beautiful trip around England where we discovered ourselves again. We discovered new places, new people and we learnt to love each other more and more.

"Leave two and come back three", Ava whished us but unfortunately with no luck.

Even though we've tried and even though we've spoken with many doctors, they all have told us it will take awhile before I could get pregnant again.

The miracle happened however eight months later, when I finally gave Thomas the news I was pregnant again. I could see the happiness on his face, but there was a certain hesitation in it like he was afraid he would be disappointed again. He was very careful around me, being sure I was not stressed out about anything or that I have everything I needed.

He chose to stay home with me the whole pregnancy period, working only at small projects around London and being sure he would be home every night.

If the media would call and asked for answers, he would simply say "My wife is pregnant and I chose to be next to her within this period." And knowing about our past tragedy, they would understand and finally would stop asking questions.

Ava became our personal photographer, being the one who would catch on camera the most important moments of this beautiful journey; like the moment when Thomas felt for the first time his baby daughter's kicks. We were having a barbeque in the backyard with the whole family. Thomas and I were sitting on a blanket under a tree talking about everything and nothing in particular. He was hugging me from behind, his both hands on my belly and he was whispering sweet nothings into my ear. I was listening to his soft voice and giggled, when suddenly I thought I felt something inside my belly. I got panicked for a second, but then I remembered that I passed already the critical period so I tried to relax. And then I felt it again, stronger this time. Thomas stopped talking, paying attention at my body movements; so I took his hands and moved them to the spot where I felt the kicks.

And after a couple of seconds, Ava took a photo of a very surprised Thomas with his mouth wide open and tears in his beautiful brown eyes.

Thomas was the happiest man when his baby daughter was born. Everybody could see that he is completely and utterly in love with her; her blonde curly hair and big brown eyes, just like her dad. No wonder that everyone seems to agree that she is "daddy's little pricess".

And he was the perfect father, always so careful with our little bundle of joy. He even stayed awake during nights while I was breast-feeding her just to admire the miracle we have created.

We have now a healthy 8 months old little girl named Octavia Meena Sangster who has Thomas wrapped around her little finger. He's trying to teach her say "daddy" but of course she just smiles and giggles and soon Thomas is melted away by her adorableness. He always sings to her, carefully swinging her in his arms and occasionally kissing her forehead, until she would finally fall asleep.

It is almost Christmas now and Thomas wants to decorate the Christmas tree together as a family. He's holding Octavia in his arms and shows her the Christmas decorations. She's wearing a red elf costume and she's laughing at the bells sound.

"This is the best Christmas", he says to me. "Thank you for everything, Y/N."

I approach him and wrap my arms around them both; my little happy family. "I love you so much, Thomas", I tell him and peck his lips.

"I love you too, always and forever."

I giggle and take a step back, looking at him.

"Tommy?"

"Hm?" He's still busy with the decorations, not paying attention to me.

"Do you know what happens when two people love each other that much?", I ask him.

"No, what happens?", he smiles and winks at me.

"They create another ones to share their love with."

I wait patiently for him to say something. He doesn't get it at first, frowning and thinking about my statement. But then I see his face brighten up and a big smile plastered on his face.

"No!", he grins. "You can't be serious!"

"I am very serious, love", I laugh at him, then bit my lip. "Soon enough we will be four!"

He puts Octavia down and approaches me, lifting me up and kissing my lips.

"Well, I guess we need a bigger house then?" he smiles spinning me around.

"I think so!"

"Good! I can't wait to meet the little fellow!"

-THE END-