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Alectoplaced her cup of tea on the table and looked at her husband for a moment, notsure if he was being serious or kidding. The war was over now, it had been overfor a while, for six years more precisely. They already had a daughter,Jacqueline, who was currently on her ballet lessons. It had taken a lot ofeffort for her to get pregnant, Alecto had a miscarriage several years ago andthe healer said that she needed to go through a treatment if she wanted to fixwhat was wrong with her.

“A baby?”She asked, tilting her head to the side.

Augustusnodded. “Yes, a boy” he said decisively. They needed an heir but also, having akid wasn’t bad, he was very smitten with Jackie. Besides, he liked to seeAlecto carrying another child of his.

“A boy…”she repeated and stood up so she could approach to him. She sat on his lap andwrapped her arm around his neck and pressed her lips against his. “What if it’sa girl?” She asked innocently as she started to play with his curls.

“Then we’llhave a girl” he grinned.

Alectonodded. “Well… I suppose we could have a baby” she agreed. “But we might have aproblem” she said calmly, noticing her husband’s immediate frown.

“Problem?What problem? Are you okay? What’s wrong?” He asked visibly worried. He knewhow hard it had been for her when she miscarriage and he had been so anxiousduring the nine months she had been pregnant with Jackie.

“Yes…because you see, I can’t get pregnant right now” she said carefully, though herlip slowly curved into a small smile. “Because I already am pregnant” sheadmitted, biting her bottom lip, trying to repress a wide grin.

His eyeswidened in shock and it took him a moment to recover. “You are?” He askedquietly.

“Yes, Ifound out this morning” she grinned. “I’m two months pregnant” she assured him,pressing her forehead against his.

He wasn’tentirely sure what to say or how to react, so he simply kissed her hard on themouth. “I love you” he mumbled once he pulled away.

“I love youmore” she grinned before kissing him again.

It was a grandiose affair in one of the better venues in London. The ceremony had been rather beautiful. Jim was absolutely a romantic, he just needed someone to express it to. It had been traditional in a cathedral, but the party was in a beautiful hotel, where most of the guests were residing as they had come from all over. Even Moriarty had booked himself a nice suite. He spared no expense, he enjoyed comfort.

When the bride and groom had finally entered there was a mass applause in the large room. It was a beautiful day of spring, and the large doors were open letting in the sunshine. Events went by, cutting the cake, the dinner. And now people were mingling. The reason Jim was here, was because he had done the bride a favor. Please Jim, fix my wedding for me. My fiance’s ex-girlfriend keeps harassing him and I think she’s going to ruin my special day. Or she might convince him not to marry me.