White flooded into the nursery. She squinted and rubbed her eyes as the door opened.

  "Thank you," Rose smiled brightly towards Dorothy, the maid who drew the curtains back. Dorothy left the room as Rose crept up towards her, cooing down into the bassinet.

  "Vicky, darling, are you awake?"

  The baby smiled and chewed on her gold rattle.

  "No," Rose took the rattle from her mouth. "You don't want to get sick, do you?"

  The door once again opened, followed by Dorothy plating tea on the coffee table and Atticus, Victoria's father, sitting in an arm chair.

  "How's our little angel doing?" Atticus said, which made mama's head turn. 

  "Just fine, I think," Rose said, scooping Victoria up from the cradle and bringing her over to papa.

"Atticus..." mama started, sitting on the opposite couch to him. He looked at her, concerned, but bouncing the baby slightly on his knee and cradling her arms in his palms.

"Yes, my love?"

"We should take Victoria to Downton. Her family is there!" Rose replied, tilting her head. "Please?"

"I'll see what I can do with work," he replied, looking down at Victoria and kissing the top of her head. "I'll see what I can do."

What do you guys think?

XX Katy