A week later...

11th of April, 1965

Jude's POV

A week had already passed since Timothy had arranged with Grace to visit us with her family. 

By the way, me and my husband woke up in the early morning as usually, doing every day the daily stuff for our evocation, had a breakfast, washed every filthy dish and mug. Then we started to clean every room by vacuuming the floor, wiping the furnitures of the dust with a rag cloth, opening the windows in every room for around a half an hour at least. Purifying the stagnaty air itself as a new, fresh air could be naturally smelled. 

As I wore a watermelon pink floral short sleeved top with square neckline, followed by a black, loose, knee length skirt. My hair was tied in messy bun as a handful honey curls of my hair weren't attached to the tied part of the hair, as they bounced loosely every time whatever I do either as an action or move. 

The baby's room walls abided in yellow color yet, yesterday had shopped with Timothy for furnitures, buying a few more furnitures such as toys, doll house, one more crib in case if I give a birth to twins instead of just a sole child; a rectangle mattress and a handful more eye-catching, sumptuous paintings vintage ones. It was more embellished unlike a several weeks ago when there were a couple of furnitures though the only missing fragment was actually the life in the room, for sadly. 

As we had already cleaned the entire house which took us 2 hours and 30 minutes as a total time, we determined ourselves to bombshell our guests with something remarkable. Baking cookies! The baking process didn't take us a lot of time. Just an hour took us to bake the cookies as it was already 11:30AM in the late morning.

Sometime later...

It was already 1 o'clock in the afternoon as we were still expecting our guests to arrive as soon as possible. As I sipped of my fresh, cool water, all of a sudden someone rang on the door as I chocked accidentally the water that I swallowed, coughing as I headed directly to the door whilst coughing. Meanwhile Timothy came from the living room as he read the newest weekend newspaper, witnessing my coughing as he asked me just a little before to unlock the door:

-Rare bird, are you okay?- He asked concerned as his eyes were filled with care and affection.

-Yes, I am. I just chocked some water unintentionally.- Coughed for a last time as I hope this tedious cough evaporates momentally, covering my mouth with my palm.

-Alright! *unlocking the door as we stood next to each other, hence, opening it with broad, promising smiles across our lips* Here we go! Hi Grace, Kit and children!- We embraced each guest friendly and warmly in the same time as they were rather too euphoric to see us.

-Hi Judy and Timothy!- The both guests greeted us politely in one voice as our embrace didn't last for long time.

-Hi Grace, Kit and cutiepies! - I told them including to Julia and Thomas as I crouched down to take them into my arms, hugging them firmly and warmly, then broke off the hug as it was Timothy's turn.

-Hello auntie Judy and uncle Timothy!- The both children addressed us "auntie" and "uncle" which I find for tremendously adorable and melting my heart, to be honest.

Then Kit, Grace and their children entered in our house as they established themselves in the corridor, asking us if they should take off their shoes as they removed their lightweight jackets, hanging them on the hooks. We didn't mind if they were with shoes at home unless if they don't render any mess afterwards. 

When everybody went in the living room including both of us with my husband, we asked the guests including the children what they want to drink and eat as Grace and Kit weren't hungry at all as they requested for a glass of water whilst declaring in front of the children that we have a surprise for them once I am right back while Tim took a seat on the left armchair as the children watched and observed carefully how my husband and their parents were communicating verbally, meanwhile I was in the kitchen, putting in a seperate plate plenty of baked, scrumptious cookies, sipping in two empty glasses some orange juice for Thomas and Julia as I set them with two more glasses of fresh water on the platter, subsequently holding carefully from the both verges as I headed directly to the living room, serving the platter along with the glasses of water and juice including the cookies as I shouted, taunting the children's attention:

-Surprise, surprise, children!- They interracted to the coffee table immediately once I meld about the baked cookies as they giggled.

-Yayy!- The both siblings shouted euphorically as they lunged at the cookies in the plate.

-Hey, hey, Thomas and Julia, slow down!- Kit brabbled them with reserved voice as he restrained from increasing his voice's decibels. 

Me and Timothy's eyes were condensed on the kids, watching them with little grins across our faces, expressing felicity due to the fact that we love children and how lucky are Grace and Kit for having a family not sole of loving partners. We knew right away our boom will happen soon too as we are going to be more harmonic family with one more family member who truly belongs in our pious family.

Whilst Kit's children relished the sweets as they chewed them as each bite moltened in their little mouths, we chuckled due to Kit's words, scarcely withholding our seriousness especially Grace and me as I took a seat on the right armchair, joining the group conversation, meantime the chuckle faded down.

-Kit, they are just children! They love sweets and with everything which we spoil them. - I rotated my face to Kit as I faced him, our eyes met, uttering every syllable with serene voice, my voice tone didn't change neither deficiting, nor swelled up significantly as I wore a grin across my face.

In this moment, Grace attempted to reassure the man of her life who couldn't restrain himself for animadverting as she murmured to him as it was almost elusive for us with Tim and the children to hear it whilst Kit sipped of his glass of water from the platter.

-Sweetie, let's not ruin their delicious moment! I cannot exactly remember when it was the last time when they haven't eaten cookies but it was a long time ago.- Grace pulled Kit closer to her as her wrapped arm around his shoulder as the French woman managed to place on his chest her only available flimsy,pale hand, opting to soothe him, although it wasn't possible for now. 

-I know but...*removing Grace's hand from his chest as he had endured enough; glancing at Thomas and Julia, throughout returning his look at me with a frown* they shouldn't embezzle with its consumned quantity of sweets. In the future, they might become spoiled, infantile and irresponsible adults who care about their needs to be adjusted rather than about their beloved ones'. - Kit responded dramatically.

-They are just too young to realise what are they even doing. As they grow up, they will realise and start control themselves about the pettiest things.- I spoke my mind as I stayed calm yet.

-Oh alright! *muttering, attempting to change the subject, in order evade conflict and drama* Anyway how are you? - Kit's frustration dissipated pretty quickly as his questioning sounded suave.

-We are doing well especially as we are extremely excited for our still unborn baby. Thank you! How about you too?- Timothy responded to Kit's question sympathetically as their smiles irradiated meanwhile looking down at my bump as I started rubbing, touching lightly with my fine fingers through the short sleeved floral top's fabric.

-Pleased to hear it! Anyway me and Grace are doing well. Even our lovely children! *all of a sudden looking into the children as his syrup brown eyes darted into his cute little angels who left a handful cookies in the plate yet as they toured around the room as they were more inquisitive of each furniture that surrounded their little themselves; he couldn't help himself, nevertheless he observed them with a resplendent smile across his shining face* Thanks for asking back!- He responded absentmindedly as he couldn't stop to contemplates at Thomas and Julia who chuckled childishly.

-Excuse our husband Judy and Timothy but it looks like Thomas and Julia are muderously fascinated by your house. As your house is deliriously gorgeous!- Grace stated with a light tittering as everybody in this room's eyes were goggled into the little curious hares. 

-No problem, everything is fine! Likewise thank you for this compliment, Grace!- Timothy was grateful for the compliment as well.

-Kit, I know how curious are our angels, howsoever, let's not disappoint the hosts by the way.- Grace hold his shoulders as we returned in our conversation, our eyes met as the eye contact was evident.

-I know, Grace! I am so sorry.- Kit apologised the lady of his heart as he kissed softly her cheek, thereafter we forgave the young couple for their distraction.

-Everything is fine! You are just for first time here and that's why you...- The verge of my sentence was clearly visible until Grace interrupted me.

-So Jude in which month are you pregnant right now? 

-I am currently in 11-12th week pregnant.- I replied shamelessly with a broad smile.

-Whoa! You don't seem the petite, bony woman who I had seen in Briarcliff and a little after your rescue.- Grace stared at my 3rd month pregnant bump as her eyes widened abruptly, her jawline widely opened due to amazement whilst rubbing my pregnant belly with proud smile.

-Not exactly! I mean...I had gained a few extra pounds, despite that's not certainly visible at all.- I said in derided way. 

-If it's a few extra pounds, it's literally something.- The young French lady said as she sipped of her glass of water afterwards.

-Better than nothing, rare bird!- Timothy exclaimed spontaneously with a grin that illumined his fresh, still juvenile face for his age. 

-Bingo!- I stood from the armchair as I approached the children who were beyond the gothic fireplace.

-Auntie Jude, what's that?- They baby talked to me as they pointed at the fireplace with their tiny index fingers whilst stroking their petite heads with my both hands as I crouched to their level. 

-That's a fireplace, Julia and Thomas!- After stroking their heads as soon as I answered their question, I kissed their temples.

-It is really magnificent. Like a castle!

-*tittering* It's not a castle. It's a piece of furniture where you can put woods to fire them, consequently warming the room. - I explained to them as I wore a grin. I desperately enjoy to communicate with children especially with Thomas and Julia. How to not love them!

-Whoa! That's awesome.

-Yes. Isn't it?

-Ya! Auntie, did you bake the cookies which we ate?- Julia questioned as they managed to hold my both hands with their elvish hands as I looked down at them, rose my body.

-I didn't bake them alone. I actually baked them with your uncle Timothy.- I responded.

-They are so...mmmm!- Thomas hummed.

-Tasty! - Julia replied as she licked her plump, small lips with her tongue.

-Aww, you are such nice and adorable kids, Thomas and Julia! Thank you!

Timothy's POV

When my wife stood from the right armchair, she headed directly to Thomas and Julia as she spoke to them, relishing every moment spent with them. What the conspicious is that Jude adores children to death! It can be beholded in her attitude towards them, besides the attention and affection she gives them without faking.

Me, Kit and Grace watched that moment with enormous pleasure, rejoicing it, barely dared to ruin it with irrelevant comments. 

-Just look at the future mother, guys!- Grace whispered to both of us as she continued to pierce her eyes into our recent center of the attention.

-Aww! They are like an aunt,nephew and niece.- Kit commented quietly as he didn't want my soulmate to hear everything that we discuss like we are spying on a warcriminal, collecting some evidence against. 

-I just see a woman with maternal instict who is becoming a mama very soon, surrounded by 2 little, precious angels.- I didn't forget to say something to our discussion.

-Auntie Jude, can we play in the yard?- Thomas asked with puppy eyes my wife as my smile grew, not able to resist myself from this pure mellowness.

-Of course, you can!- She let them as she patted their backs friendly, kissing their warm foreheads once again.

-Thank you!- They immediately rushed to the garden, savoring the outdoors' aesthetics and environment as well.

Subsequently Jude sat on the armchair again, carrying on with our conversation between 4 of us.

-They are so sweet! They do really love our cookies. 

-Absolutely delighting for hearing, sweetheart! Because we put efforts to spoil them as we are the hosts themselves.- I exclaimed blissfully.

-That's right, Timothy! Sadly, Kit and Grace didn't taste from our baked cookies.

-Don't worry! We will now.- The younger man replied as he took one cookie in his hand meantime Grace did the same too, started chewing as their gripped cookies were behind their mouths.

-How do they taste?- Jude posed the question with a little smile on her sparkling like a porcelain face.

-Mmm! *humming for a while* They are amazing!- The younger lady expressed her true opinion as she finished with the first 2 bites of the scrumptious baked sweet.

-Brilliant job!

-Thank you a lot, Kit and Grace! It's such ginormous pleasure to hear such kind words of yours.- I cordially thanked them as I sensed how my heart melted once when I heard those words, coming from them.

To be continued...