AN: Don´t own anything. I am sorry that it took me so long but with the Chistmass and everything it was jusr crazy:P Also thank you all for your previous reviews, its really nice to know that somebody likes the story:-)

Almost two years passed since that faithful night when they found each other again. And although they life was far from epic fairytale from her childhood fantasies, Vesper could probably for the first time in her whole life say, that she was happy, truly, wholly and completely happy, or as close to it as one can get. And it was scaring her, because when you are too happy it is inevitable that something come to destroy it and she dreaded that moment.

However at current time she chose to ignore this kind of thoughts, lock them in the back of her mind. Today wasn't the day to be scared it was time to celebrate, at least she hoped.

Tonight she would tell James that in seven moths Jamie will have a little sister or brother. She only discovered it last week herself and was thing how best to tell him the whole time. It wasn't like they were planning it (although considering how irregularly she took the pill she had to avoid herself that it was bound to happen sooner or later) but she couldn't find herself to mind. When she was carrying Jamie she was scared that she wouldn't be a good mom, that somebody will take him from her… But now it was different, they were family. James became a wonderful father like she always knew he would, being completely confident with Jamie now, MI6 made no attempts to drag him back to work and none of his ancients enemies didn't threat they life. They were finally free and if there was a good time to have a baby, it was now. The only question was how James would take the news, he loved their son dearly, but having another child? What if he wouldn't be so thrilled…

Her thoughts were interrupted by a clack from the front door who announced James coming home. So there was it, the moment of truth, Vesper checked one again the table and lit up the candles just in time to greet James who was standing in the door a guilty look on his face.

"Don't tell me, that we have some anniversary that I forgot about, if so, I am terribly sorry in advance." He said making his best puppy eyes on her.

"No, no! You didn't forget anything, I just thought that it would be nice to have a good dinner." Despite the knot in her stomach, she had to chuckle at the relieved expression that passed on James´s face.

The dinner passed smoothly, although they didn't talk much, James never being a great conversationalist and Vesper too stressed to actually lead some intellectual debate.

"Uhm, the dinner was great, You really outdone yourself. I think I will get a shower now." Announced James and started to get up.

"No, wait, please!"

James turned, obviously shocked at her sudden change of tone and eyed her questioningly.

There it is. Vesper thought and took a deep breath.

"I need to talk with you about something, it important, please, sit down." She managed to hold his stare.

"I, you know, its… I am pregnant!" She blurted out.

"What?!"

And there it is, he will leave us. She thought and braced herself for his reaction.

But instead of scowling and reproaches she suddenly found herself being crouched by his strong arm, hi everywhere.

"It is true?" James asked between kisses and all Vesper could manage to do was nod.

"It is wonderful! I love you so much!" He exclaimed and then his lips were on her still flat stomach delicately pressing butterfly kisses through the thin fabric of her shirt. And Vesper couldn't help but smile t the loving way his fingers brushed her midsection.

…

Three weeks passed and Vesper was still flying on the cloud of happiness. Jamie took the news about him becoming a big bro more that okay and was now almost constantly stuck on Vesper hugging her waist to protect the baby and his father wasn't better.

Every time Vesper wanted to lift something more than a sheet of paper he was there scowling at her how she has to care about herself more now and didn't stop even after she angrily yelled at him that she already have been pregnant before so she should know better than him what she can and can´t do. He even went so far that he was now controlling what and when she eats. Every day he came to school to bring her a lunch and didn't leave before he made sure that she ate everything.

On one side it was it was sweet and she was happy that he finally expressed his feelings more freely, but on the other, it was suffocating. When James was around she found herself being constantly watched by him, it was in that stupid show in TV, Big Brother or something like that.

So she rejoiced in her walk from school to home, the only time when she was truly and completely alone. She loved the way the forest was quiet around her, hiding her from everyone.

But today the forest was too calm, no bird was being heard, which was strange, considering that they were in the middle of spring.

She felt her skin crawl and speed up the pace to the point she was almost running. She already saw the glimpses of their house, just a few meters and she was almost there… And then something heavy hit her head and she lost consciousness, failing in the dirt, hoping that she won´t fall on her stomach, but being unable to prevent it in any way.

…

It was already for o'clock and Vesper wasn't still back from work, James was getting nervous. He didn't want to go look for her yet, knowing she probably just stayed to chat with some of her colleagues but he couldn't help himself. He knew that he was behaving probably a little irrational lately, but he just wanted to be there for Vesper and the little one in every way they would need.

This was his second chance, and he didn't plan on wasting it. This time he will be there from the begging and will make sure that he will be there for the first smile, word, steps…

James found himself almost weeping just at the thought. So much for the deadly killer of MI6 he once was, he thought.

So much has changed, two years ago, he would be ashamed of showing any king of emotion to anyone, he was the 007, and he was proud of it. The James from before would be probably disgusted at the sight of James from now, but he couldn't bring himself to care. He had a great son, love of his life with him and there was another miracle on the road. It didn't matter that he was half the great build he was two years ago or that he no longer seduced or was being seduced by every women in the bar, or that the only alcohol he now drunk was an occasional glass of cheap wine while watching TV with Vesper curled around him like a snake around his pry.

There, in the middle of literally nowhere, James Bond was finally and completely happy and nothing could change that.

…So he thought…

AN: I am terribly sorry for the cliffhanger but I really couldn't do it differently. Hope you are not too angry with me. J Love you all.