Fiona lay on the bed, exhausted in Heather's spare room.  She had been on the go since 6 am. With the excitement of the ceremony and the subsequent hour spent watching Heather, Bill and David get sloshed on champagne, she was pushed to the limits of her available energy. Trying them to corral them into her car and drop them at Heather's house was too much.

Once she had made sure they were all in arms reach of their alcohol of choice she dragged herself up the two flights of stairs to the bed and threw herself on it. She knew that with a little more sleep and letting the rush hour traffic die down she would be safer to get home.

Half an hour later after a poor attempt at finding the toilet David stumbled on a sleeping Fiona. She looked so peaceful asleep. Her large pregnant belly laid out on the bed. He ached to lie next to her. To smell her. To feel her next to him.

David sat at the end of the bed watching the baby move inside her. Fiona fast asleep throughout. That hair spread out on the bed. The short dress she wore had ridden up and he could see her legs. She looked great. 

As though not in control of his actions David curled up behind Fiona and placed his hand on her bump. He felt a small kick under his hand protest at his presence. He smiled and rubbed his hand against the baby's limb. Another sharp kick came. He watched as Fiona slept through it.

Fiona woke with the baby using her bladder as a football. She felt a hand on her belly and the baby protesting sharply about the intrusion. The gentle snores and sighs behind her did not belong to Oliver. She took a few seconds to adjust to her surroundings and deduce that David had fallen asleep next to her.

Even though she knew the answer she did a double check to make sure that they were both fully clothed. She moved as stealthily as she could trying not to waken David.

"Babe stay." He murmured. His arm tightened around her belly.

Fiona tried her best to mimic Suzie in a posh voice. "Just going to the loo. I will be back." Fiona watched as David seemed satisfied with her answer.

She crept out of the room and across the landing to the toilet. On the way, she could hear the loud cries of Heather and Bill clearly enjoying themselves somewhere in the house. She was not prepared for that sight in a hurry.

She stayed for a moment in the toilet assessing her options. How could she get out of the house with Bill and Heather making so much noise and where were they? She would have to go back into the spare room to get her handbag with the car keys. What time of day was it?

"Fi! Please come out! I am dying for a pee and I think Bill and Heather are running up the stairs and I am pretty sure they are naked." David knocked quietly outside the bath.

Fiona jumped up and opened the door to David who was holding her handbag. He thrust the bag at her. He dashed past her closing the door 

"You have seen me do this a million times." He began to pee. He worked out it was best for them both to be in once place. It would cut down on any of them surprising each other.

Fiona looked the other way and started giggling. She hadn't as much as spoken to David in five years and now she was locked in a bathroom with him.

"What?" David laughed a little unsteady on his feet.

"You know Oliver would hate it if I told him I saw your dick today." she managed through her giggles 

"HahaFi!" David answered sarcastically. "It was my cunning plan." It wasn't but now it felt like a good option.

"How do we get out of here?" Fiona asked. Oliver had taken Mattie out for the day so she didn't have to hurry back. She found being with David had its old magic on her.

"I think if we give it five minutes they will have settled in a room to shag in and we should be reasonably safe to creep out."

"Cool, not so good at the creeping at the moment." Fiona pointed at her heavily pregnant belly.

"No, you were like a Rhino charging getting out of that bed." He smirked

"I thought I was quiet!" Fiona protested.

"As for Suzie's' accent - brilliant." David laughed. 

"Oh bollocks. I thought you were asleep!" Fiona noted that they had fallen into their familiar pattern of chatting.

"I was. You struggling to move woke me up, to be honest. Jees Fi are you bigger this time ?"  He knew she was. She looked utterly sexy and he found her incredibly attractive pregnant. 

Fiona rolled her eyes. "Bigger? I am now the same size I was when I had Mattie. I am so hungry all the time. All I can think about is eating. You know that hungry feeling you get after a bevvy?"

David nodded his head pointing to his stomach.

"I get that ALL the time. I am just ravenous." she needed to eat again and soon.

"Well, then we need to get you some food then!" David laughed. He would enjoy spending a little more time with her. Having a trip down memory lane.

David took Fiona's hand and led her down the stairs.  Her hand felt at home in his. It made his heart leap. When he saw that the coast was clear he gave Fiona a nod and they slipped out of the house.

Fiona motioned for David to get into the car. She may as well drop him off on the way.

"Look Fi. The Moody Missus will lose her mind if she thinks I have been alone with you." David swayed slightly, still half cut from the afternoon drinking.

"I am hardly seduction material David. I haven't seen my feet in 2 months. I need to change my underwear twice a day. I have breasts which have taken on a life of their own and now right this minute my piles are very sore. So no David. It is the furthest thing from my mind. So get in the car." she stated. 

David got in the car and sat quietly. He gathered his half drunken thoughts. "Do you want directions to my house?" he asked.

"Yes. Is there a chippy near by?" she really hoped that there was. She hoped David hadn't turned into a vegan or worse someone who liked sushi.

"Good one at Ravenscourt Park," David recalled loving many things about Fiona. Her ability to crave fish and chips fortnightly was one of them.

"I know the one you mean. Next to the Eagle pub?" Fiona had an encyclopaedic knowledge of chip shops in West London.

Fiona drove whilst David looked out of the window. Her driving had not improved despite the upgrade from the mini to the current BMW 5 series estate. He thanked his stars he was slightly drunk. "What did you do with the mini?"

"He is in France, we use him when we are at Oliver's place in Brittany," Fiona stated as she drove the car through Chelsea 

"Is it nice?" David asked squeezing his eyes tightly as Fiona cut up to van drivers.

"The car or Brittany?" Fiona asked laughing. 

"Brittany you doughnut." David laughed noting that they were speeding through Knightsbridge.

"Brittany is beautiful. Responsible for both of my children. Every holiday there I get knocked up." Fiona chatted. Forgetting that according to Heather, Suzie had fertility problems.

"You always did fall pregnant easily." David smiled at her.

Fiona felt a terrible knot in her stomach which the baby did not like at all. She wondered how David must feel not being able to have children.

David watched as the same look of pity flashed across her face as it did with everyone when they discussed children.

"Don't sweat it, Fiona. I know that it's awful. It's awful for Suzie and it's awful for me. What is the worst for her is that the problem is hers, not mine." he admitted. Every cycle, every late period was a pressure he could not express.

"Oh, David! Poor Suzie. I can't imagine how she feels." Fiona did feel sorry for Suzie. She saw the look she gave her at Nikki's wedding. It was a look of longing. It was the same look Fiona used to give pregnant women after her miscarriage. The pang of an empty womb.

"You can. You did." David's words hung in the air as Fiona pulled up outside the chip shop.

They both sat in silence. Both with their memories of that day rattling around in the heads. The day they buried their baby. Fiona felt the baby move and the urgent feeling of needing to eat or vomit.

Fiona lent over and stroked David's face. He hiccuped lightly and looked at her sorrowfully. His eyes full of tears.

"David I am getting a smoked sausage supper and I am getting you a fish supper. We can have a good old chat whilst we eat. If I don't get food in me I will vom all over you and the car. Not nice."

David took a deep breath in and gathered himself. "I can't very well sit in here whilst you heave yourself into the chippy. I will go. Wanna pickled onion?"

"Two and LOADS of vinegar." She shouted as he got out of the car. He may have forgotten that how she liked her chips.

Fiona sat in the car subconsciously rubbing her belly. Praying to the fast food gods that there was no queue. Watching him in the queue. She allowed herself a small day dream about his ability in the horizontal arts.

David returned with their prize and a bottle of lemonade to wash it down. David made for the glove compartment to look for tissues.

Fiona made to shout stop him however her mouth was full of chips. 

Inside David found a load of mixtapes, a stash of Take That CDs and what looked like a shrine to Robbie Williams.

"Jees! Is this your guilty secret?" David laughed at the Robbie Williams CDs 

"Sort of....." Fiona blushed. She thought Robbie was cheeky and delicious.

David chuckled hard for several minutes. "Does Oliver know?"

Fiona turned pointed her finger at David. In a serious voice, she said. "And he never will or you will sleep with the fishes. Capice?"

"So when it all gets boring do you fantasise about doing it with Robbie?" David laughed. He hoped that Oliver was a very boring lover.

"No!" Fiona laughed."I have been pretty lucky that I have never needed to resort to that. I really fancy my husband."

"Oh," David said quietly. "My go to is Sandra Bullock."

"Oh approved. I would too." Fiona nodded. She had mentally confirmed that Suzie wasn't enough for David. He needed to fantasise. 

David looked at her quizzically. "You would?" He was seriously getting turned on that Fiona found other women attractive. 

"Hell yes! You gonna go gay you go all the way. Who else?" Fiona was enjoying chatting to David again.

"Ehm Rachel Weisz," David admitted.

"God she is gorgeous. Approved!" Fiona nodded for David to continue.

"Salma Hayek?" David said more as a question.

"Pressing all the right buttons Boston. You have brilliant taste in fantasy women." Fiona shoved the last of her smoked sausage in her mouth.

"You," he smirked at her. He really did think about her. He thought of her in Wales and her hovel. When he heard she moved to Jersey he fantasised about making love to her in a Jersey cove. He twice nearly booked a flight out to see her. On the last occasion, Bill informed him that he had been invited to Fiona's wedding. It tore him apart. The thought of her with another man killed him then.

Fiona dropped the remainder sausage from her mouth and chewed thoughtfully on the last few chips.

David took her hand and kissed it lightly. "Mostly you."

Fiona sat in silence. She had lost words to describe her feelings. She had loved him very much once. "Fuck," Fiona said it in a whisper. It was as though all of the air had been taken from her body. She suddenly didn't feel as ravenous as before. She balled up the few remaining chips and turned to David. "I don't know what to say to you about that David. I wasn't prepared. Especially looking like this."

David looked at her quizzically. "I have loved you. You. Not your body or looks. Well, I won't lie they do help. You. Heaven for me is between your thighs. Thin, fat, pregnant. I don't care Fiona. I love you." He looked out of the windscreen focussing on the trees and their dark shapes against the night sky. "Still." He added finally and quietly.

"David! Why?" She sobbed. "Why now. Why not just keep it to yourself?"

"Oh Fi, have I upset you? What did I say wrong?"  David reached over and put his arm around her.

"Nothing. Everything. Oh for fuck's sake David! Why did you have to tell me that! What did you think I would do with that information? Leave Oliver. Shack up with you. Bring my daughter and have another man's baby with  me?"

"No!" David shook his head. "I thought... oh God I haven't really thought this through. I thought it would be nice for you to hear that I still have the hots for you."

"You know looking like this you would think all donations would be gratefully received. It is nice. Then it is shit too David. I will spend DAYS thinking about you. About us." Fiona shuffled in her seat." I would love to debate the shit out of his David but I really need to pee. Where do you live and is Suzie home?"

David sprang back into his seat. "We live a few streets away and yes she is home."

"Buckle up mister. I am coming to your house for use of your facilities." Fiona buckled up and started the engine.

David's mind was scrambled. How could he tell Suzie that Fiona needed to come into the house? He knew Fiona well enough that she would not repeat their conversation to Suzie. Whilst he fought for a solution Fiona pulled the car up outside the house.

"Righty Ho. Let's get it over and done with." Fiona stood cross-legged outside his door.

David dove into his pocket for his key.

"Suzie! Suzie! We have a guest!"

Fiona bolted past him to where she deduced the downstairs toilet was. Successful in her quest she immediately set about business with the door wide open.

David began running about his house frantically looking for Suzie.

"I am in the bath!" He heard her shout from upstairs. "Guests? I have nothing in!"

David launched himself up the stairs and sprang into the bathroom.

He sat on the end of the bath gingerly. He began to play with the water.

"It's Fiona." He saw Suzie's reaction.

"She gave me a lift home from Bill and Heather's. She needed to wee so I let her in."

Suzie made to speak but was interrupted by the loud bang of the front door closing. They both heard the car start up and pull away.

"Nothing to worry about Suzie. No drama. Just dropping me off. Made me go to the chippy though and listen to Take That."

"Poor you!" Suzie added sarcastically.

David began to carefully take his clothes off and he got into the bath behind Suzie. He began to wash her slowly as he described the Wedding and the aftermath. He conveniently missed out falling asleep with Fiona and declaring his undying love for her.

Afterwards, they made love for several hours. David agreed to another round of IVF and Suzie for the first time ever thanked Fiona for her meddling.

They are back after five years apart

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