A/N: Hello again! I am quite fond of this chapter to be honest, I find it a great expression of character. Hope you enjoy! xx

Chapter 2: Rory's Fatherly Side

A couple of weeks later, Amy and Rory invited River and the Doctor over to their house for tea. River was almost three months along now and the Doctor was having a tough time making eye contact with his wife. Thanks to all those hormones, her breasts had gotten even bigger and his carnal instincts tried to kick in all the time because of it. While they were waiting for someone to answer the door, the Doctor could barely take his eyes off River in that read v-neck top. River definitely noticed this change in her husband and enjoyed taunting him with low-cut shirts and dresses.

Amelia Pond opened the glass door and ushered them through the kitchen and into the living room, where the little family sat down on the couch. There was not a sound in the room, except for the low hum of the air conditioner. River could sense there was some ulterior motive in this meeting and not just tea. After many moments of silence, Amy cleared her throat.

"River how about you come help me make the tea?" Amy rose from her chair and headed for the kitchen.

"Uh sure? Go play in your room Zalea." River sent the five year old off to her room, fearing Rory would tell her husband something their daughter didn't need to hear. Once safely in her room, River walked into the small kitchen and Amy shut the door.

"What the hell is going on mum. And don't say you don't know because I knew from the minute I walked in something was up." River leaned against the counter, arms crossed and stared at her mother.

"Look Rory and I just wanted to talk to each of you...We both have our concerns..." Amy avoided eye contact as she put the kettle on to boil. She didn't even look in River's direction. River walked over to the counter by the stove and leaned over to her mum.

"Concerns about...?" River continued to follow Amy around the kitchen as she made various preparations for tea.

"Just...concerns." Amy continued to avoid eye contact. As she grabbed a cup from the cabinet, River stopped her by grabbing her arm.

"Tell me mum. I'm a big girl." River looked into her mother's mossy green eyes and noticed some sadness in them. Amy sighed and set down the cup.

"You. Rory is more upset than I am, but after we make this tea, he wants to talk to both of you." River stared in shock at her mother. She let go of Amy's arm and stepped back.

"Okay... Why me?" Amy ignored the question and they prepared the rest of the tea in the kettle whistled, Amy picked it up and poured the water into each of the cups. River picked up the tray with the milk and sugar on it and they walked in silence to the living room. As she walked into the living room, River began to feel nauseous over the suspense.

The Doctor smiled at River, who half-smiled back. She silently sat down beside him and handed her husband a cup.

"River what's wrong?" The Doctor whispered nudging River.

"Nothing." River swallowed, trying not to throw up all over her mother's floor. She put a hand on her stomach and breathed deeply. Maybe it was the tea, or maybe it was what her father had to say that was making her nauseous.

"Something wrong Melody?" Rory questioned, raising an eyebrow. She hoped her face wasn't turning green.

"No, no. Just a little nauseous." River whispered. Although she felt slightly less nauseous, her stomach was turning into a knot, and she wished he'd just go on and talk.

"So, er, we didn't just call you here for tea. Me and Amy, mostly me, have some concerns about the pregnancy." The Doctor raised his eyebrow at Rory and River grabbed his hand. She knew exactly what they were concerned about and it was something her husband did not prefer to talk about.

"Okay," The Doctor raised his hands, "What's wrong with it?" River heard his voice become defensive and she rubbed her thumb back and forth across his knuckles, trying to calm what she knew was brewing inside of him.

"Well, whenever she told us, all I could think about was the day of her baby shower. We almost lost Zalea, River. Are you sure you want to risk losing this one?" Rory shifted uncomfortably in chair and Amy did too.

"Look." The Doctor said through gritted teeth. He clenched his hand into a fist and River squeezed it. The day his daughter almost died was still a fresh spot is his hearts.

"Sweetie let me speak." River whispered and kissed his cheek. He exhaled sharply and unclenched his hand.

"Yes. But let me say Rory, before I got pregnant again, The Doctor and I weighed our options. We found that it's rare to go through pre-term labour in multiple pregnancies, and this time we know what to do if it should happen again. The Doctor said he would minimize my activity around that time anyways to prevent it." River took a breath and placed her hand over her husband's.

"Mum, Dad, I would die before I let this baby or any other children we may have, including Azalea. I will do everything in my power to ensure my child's safety, both of them. I'm sure the Doctor will also. So the answer is yes." River smiled at the Doctor, whose face had softened and wore a smile. He admired River for her bravery and willingness to sacrifice herself for her family's wellbeing.

"Okay, well, what about any other complications? Are you prepared for those?" Rory questioned, nodding at both of them.

"Yes Rory. We are totally prepared." The Doctor said, slightly irked still. River nuzzled up against him, and he put his hand on River's stomach.

"Okay. I'm not as concerned. There will always be that father streak that worries about my little girl no matter what." They all chuckled at this and finished their tea, making small talk.