6 months later
Ava was on her way home, she had been in town to Pick up something, something she couldn't wait to give Tom.

It had been a couple of weeks before he were allowed to leave the hospital, and she had gone with him back to London to do his rehabilitation in his hometown. He had worked hard, especially with his ankle, it had been badly broken, almost smashed.

Actually both the doctors and the people examining the car said that he should never had gotten out of that car and Tom didn't remember getting out, so it was a bit of a mystery what had happened.

The doctor had been right, he had almost miraculously recovered without any permanent damage except for a bit of a memory problem sometimes, but Ava suspected it mostly was just an excuse.

He still didn't want to talk about what he had experienced while they doctors tried to save him. He just said he had been given a choice and he had chosen to fight his way back and she accepted he wasn't ready to talk about it.

They had gotten married six weeks ago at a very romantic wedding at a small english country church, and Ava had been so happy, she thought she could never be more happy, until two days ago.

It had been the most beautiful day, surrounded by family and friend. Ava hadn't wanted her father there, so she had asked Eric to give her away, as he was the one who actually got them together at first.

Yes, Tom could still drive her insane sometimes, but it only made her love him more. He was still impulsive, but he had gotten more careful, especially when driving.

She parked in front of their house and walked inside, she had a bag in her hand. "Tom are you home ?"

"I am in the kitchen love". His voice sounded happy and she went to him, he hurried over and kissed her. "I missed you darling".

She smiled at him. "I have been gone for less than two hours sweetie, you should be able to handle that".

"Nope, I miss you after ten minutes. I need you, remember". He said with his sweetest smile and kissed her again.

She couldn't help smiling back at him. "Oh boy, I know what you are after you naughty scoundrel".

"I am not after anything, except for telling my very beautiful wife that I love her". He was kissing down her neck and his hands were cupping her ass.

She pushed him gently away giggling. "I love you to, but yes you are my dear. I got a gift for you".

"A gift ? Give it here". He said with a smile like a kid on Christmas morning and held out his hand.

She handed him the bag and he opened it looking very excited and pulled a T-shirt out. She was biting her lips as he read what it said. 'Only the best husbands gets promoted to daddy'

"Ava does this mean what I think it does ?" He looked at her with wide eyes and she nodded, the biggest smile ever spreading across his handsome face and he grabbed her waist lifting her into his arms kissing her.

He had brought up the subject of children on their wedding night, he didn't want to wait with the things he wanted in life and she had happily agreed to start trying.

He looked at her and asked. "But I thought you said it would probably be a while because you had been on the pill for so long ?"

"Apparently another thing you have a talent for". She said giggling and then kissed him lovingly.

He grinned sweetly. "Oh fuck, I am going to be a daddy, thank you so very very much darling, you make me so happy I don't even know the words to describe it, I love you".

"I love you to sweetheart". Ava snuggled into his arms, she felt that they both had been given a second chance to start their lives over together.