Love in London

The First Day of School Nightmare Part 2: Dream within a Dream

"Oh Thank God" Harry Said
I looked at him and he looked like he hadn't slept in a week.

"Henry" I said reaching out my hand to his face. He turned his head and placed a kiss on my palm. A tear falling from each of his eyes.

"Harry. I love you." He let more tears fall from his eyes and then lent over and kissed me gently.

"I love you too Victoria."

Sometime later

Harry and I were getting in his car and heading to his cottage.
When we pulled into the grounds of the cottage he glanced at me then glanced back at the road before us.

We parked at the cottage and were met at the door by Gretchen William and Catherine. We all hugged and went inside.

We sat down and spent the afternoon chatting on the couch. Harry with a protective arm around my waist. That night after Harry's guests left we went and sat propped up against his headboard in his bed. His comforter wrapped around our lower half. He looked like something was bothering him.

"What's wrong handsome ?" I turned to my right side and brought my left hand up to cup his  left cheek.

He paused for a moment, closed his eyes briefly and then spoke.
"Victoria. When you woke up you said something. Do you remember what you said?"

I caressed his face gently and took a deep breath and told him what happened when I was unconscious.

"When I was unconscious I was visited by your mom." I paused and looked into his eyes and then I started again. "She was with me and we watched everything happen before us." Pausing again "she told me she was watching over me since I was a kid and orchestrated our meeting. She said that she wanted us to meet sooner but you were on deployment when I was in Europe the first time." Pausing again "She asked me to tell you something"

Harry looked me in the eyes "what did she want you to tell me"

"She said to tell you "Baby Duck I approve""
I felt him take a quick intake a breath and stop breathing.

"Breathe baby. Breathe." I rubbed his face.

"I have never told anyone....That she .... she called me Baby Duck. When you and I first met I said mum if you approve let me know."

we continued to talk for a short while more and then slowly drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.

That night I dreamed a dream so beautiful that I never wanted to wake up. Harry and I were running around a hillside surrounded a small army of children. Our Nieces and Nephews (and little cousin) along with our own children. Their hair a mixture of Blonde, Strawberry Blonde and Red.

Harry sat down in the grass and I sat in between in his legs. He wrapped his arms around my middle and rubbed my slightly swollen belly. I felt a flutter inside me. "Did you feel that?" I turned my head to look at him and he pulled his arms tighter around me.

A slight cry in the distance caught our attention. Our son, whom appeared to be about 3 years old, was on the ground holding his leg with a scrap on right knee and left elbow.

Harry helped me get up and we both hastened over to our blonde haired boy. My love scooped him up in his arms and I examined his wounds.

"Spencer. It's ok Baby. Mummy and Daddy are here. It's ok." I reached up and kissed his wet cheeks. Harry kissed his head and held him tighter.

"Daddy is here buddy. Mummy is here. Do you want mummy to kiss your boo boo?" He spoke gently to our shaking toddler.

"Pwease mummy" he asked through his tears. I kissed his elbow first and then knee.