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BanaBatGirl
"I'll go with you, when you go to speak to him," Wes offered. That would be as good a time as any to bring up the chair thing. As for maternity leave... "The sooner you take off, the better. You know my thoughts on that." Wes wanted his wifey and future child SAFE and SOUND. Not at work at the dumb Ministry.
But back to her. "They shouldn't," he smirked, pulling out his wand and tapping the door once they were inside, "because it's locked." So. She could talk in full confidence now.
"Okay." Isobel nodded, smiling up at her husband. That would probably be better to be honest. The two of them. She rolled her eyes at his next words. "It will be soon I think..." She mused, glancing down at her stomach. "I can barely fit behind my desk anymore." She felt like a whale. Pregnancy was not a fun. She was not going to want to do it again. Not at all.
Aah. There he went. "Good job Mr Ferguson." She smirked, leaning back against one of the walls. She sighed, rubbing her stomach. "Thea knows I'm pregnant."