"I'm going to go continue on the house" Owen said as he started putting his feet in his boots. Claire turned her head to look at him over her shoulder, as she did the washing up. "Isn't it a bit late for that?" She asked. He shook his shoulders and took the few steps there was, towards her, to give her a kiss. "It's just a few things here and there" He said before he walked off, closing the door behind him.
Claire quickly found the towel and dried her hands. "Maisie come here" She said and waved at the girl, sitting at the table drawing, to follow her. Maisie stood up and went with Claire into the bedroom, where she found her reaching for a bag by the side of her nightstand. It was a small delicate white one that Maisie hadn't seen before. It had small flowers and a few words written in cursive on the front. Claire sat down on the bed with the bag on her lap and patted next to her for Maisie to sit. The girl walked over cautiously, wondering what was going on. Then she remembered that Claire said she had another present for her. Could this be it?
Looking at Maisie with slight worry, seeing as she didn't know if the girl would like what she bought her. Claire's lips were slightly pursed with a small smile at the edges. She handed Maisie the bag and intertwined her fingers as she put them back in her lap. Maisie looked from the bag to Claire questioningly. "Open it" Claire finally said and Maisie slowly reached into the bag and felt something soft. But not like a blanket, more like some clothes. She looked up at Claire before pulling the item out of the bag and asked. "What is it?" Claire could have sworn the girl sounded scared even though there was nothing to be scared about. "Take it out sweetie" Claire said and so Maisie did. She pulled out the small piece of clothing that she thought it was and put the bag away.
She couldn't quite see what it was when she first pulled it out. But then Claire slowly reached over and took Maisie's hand and helped her hold it out to see. She looked up at Claire with big eyes and a smile creeping at the corners of her mouth. Claire was nervous as hell. Her stomach did 10 flips a second and she could feel her palms taking a bath in her own sweat.
"Is this a bra?" Maisie asked close to a whisper. She looked over at Claire, who nodded a few times with a smile. "You gave me a bra?" Maisie then asked and Claire started to feel sick. "It's a beginners one. Don't worry, if you don't like it or don't want to wear it, you don't have to. I just remember when we were in the city, before the trial. I remember you said you liked my bra and asked when you could get to wear them as well. I thought that maybe I could buy one for you and you could try it out. Of course, I don't know if its time or if it...fits or...yea...It was just a little extra thing, you don't have to use it. I'm sure we can return it" Claire rambled on and on and didn't even notice how much Maisie was grinning at her. She couldn't help but think that her mom was adorable when she got nervous. If no one stopped her talking, she was sure Claire would go on till the end of time.
Maisie started laughing and put her small hand on Claire's thigh. "Mom calm down" She said and laughed some more, which made Claire laugh as well, but mostly out of nervousness. "I love it" Maisie said with a big smile and threw the garment carefully behind her on the bed, before she jumped on top of Claire, careful of not hurting her. She wrapped her arms around Claire's neck and buried her face in her hair. "Thank you" Was all Claire heard being whispered before her whole body relaxed and she went into a daze of relief.
Pulling away with the same grin on her face, Maisie asked. "Can we go try it on?" Claire nodded and Maisie stood up, grabbing the bra and walking to the bathroom. Claire followed before the questions suddenly started raining down on her. Should she go with her in? Does she want her to help? Should she give her privacy? Should she ask or just pretend that she didn't think about all this? She got her questions answered when Maisie stood right beyond the door of the bathroom with a tilted head, looking up at Claire. "You coming?" She asked in her small nervous voice and Claire felt her lungs take in a big chunk of air. She chuckled and nodded before walking inside the bathroom and closing the door after them.
Maisie held the bra up in front of her, inspecting it for a second time. Both front and back, clearly trying to figure out how this mysterious item of clothing worked. Eventually, she turned around to Claire who was patiently waiting behind her with a smile. "How do you put it on?" Maisie asked and Claire took a step closer and put her hands on the girl's shoulders. "Well first you have to take your shirt off" Claire said trying desperately not to sound weird. The girl had seen her naked, by accident as well. But Claire had never seen Maisie in less than what was appropriate at the time. She hoped that the talk they had after the incident in the bathroom, had gone to Maisie's head and that she would be more comfortable now.
The girl hesitated for half a second before she handed Claire the bra and reached for the hem of her shirt, pulling it over her head. She wasn't wearing anything under and both of them tried to relax as much as possible, even though there was nothing to be nervous about. Claire smiled when Maisie looked at her in the mirror, silently asking if everything was okay. Claire gave the bra to Maisie and instructed her on what to do.
"So, put your arms through the straps first" She said and Maisie did with a quick movement. "You're a natural already" Claire said, making Maisie giggle. "Alright, the next part is kind of tricky but you will get the hang of it eventually. So, you got to take these two flaps, behind your back and lock them" Maisie looked at the flaps in the mirror, that Claire was waving slightly. She then grabbed them and looked at the lock system. "How does it work?" She asked and Claire giggled. "See those that bend and those that don't. You got to take the ones that bend, behind the straight ones and get them under, for it to stay" Claire explained as she pointed and showed how the whole system for a small piece of clothing worked. "But what row?" Maisie asked and Claire licked her lips in uncertainty. "Try and do it and if its too tight or too loose, then it's the wrong row. Simple as that" She said and Maisie nodded, slowly reaching behind her back with the flaps and trying to close it. "Turn around and look in the mirror" Claire said and Maisie did.
It took a few tries and a little help from Claire but eventually, Maisie got it on and Claire adjusted the straps to fit perfectly. She took a step back and looked at Maisie in the mirror, who was admiring herself. Tilting her head from left to right and turning around to look at the back. After enough assessing, Claire asked. "So, you like it?" Maisie nodded followed by a small giggle. "I love it, mom. Thank you" She said, turning around to hug Claire as tight as she could. "I'm glad" Claire whispered to the top of the girl's head.
"Now remember, you only have one for now" Claire said and Maisie nodded firmly. "Also, don't sleep with it on" Claire then said and Maisie nodded again. Her face slightly falling because that meant she had to take it off again. "You can wear it tomorrow sweetheart" Claire told her when she noticed her expression falling.
Maisie giggled and Claire started teaching the girl how to take it off as well. Not that that was less complicated.
Mother daughter time huh. I had to write this before starting to jump further ahead in time. Oh, ye btw I'm going to skip ahead bit by bit
Now don't worry – You won't miss anything. I will write everything important about the pregnancy. I will include every important moment and more. What I mean is sort of like a chapter for each month, plus minus here and there. You will see – I got it all planned out and you won't be disappointed.

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FanfictionWhat does it take to be a parent? To be honest, neither if them knew and didn't have the slightest idea of how to approach their current situation. Maisie wasn't technically their child, but they couldn't just leave her behind, for the system to hav...