Round Six - Davies 2

Jill may have been with James but she still wouldn't (or couldn't) keep her mouth shut about Will. She ranted about Will's behaviour to anyone and everyone, apart from James.


James was entirely oblivious; Jill made sure of it. There was certainly no lack of chemistry betwen them, anyway!


Unfortunately James was still a bit of a cad and a playboy and soon struck up an acquaintance with Elle. Elle didn't respond to his advances; she was with Will, at least in her mind, and she was a traditional sort of girl, but it didn't stop Jill from getting angry with her.


She relished the opportunity to tell the little blonde exactly what she thought of her, in rather unkind terms.


"You know, I've got this craving for fried eggs and I don't know why," said Jill at random over a late breakfast of cereal. "And I feel really tired. I might head back to bed, if that's okay with you, sweetie?"

James felt like he was going to be sick. He'd been here before, twice - he knew the signs. "Jill, babe... do you think you might be... yanno, knocked up?"

Jill frowned. "It's a possibility."


A trip to the doctor's and a phone call later, and their suspicions were confirmed. Jill told work she was going on maternity leave, put Princess up for adoption and worked on turning the office into a nursery.


Jill wasn't an easy pregnant woman to deal with. She was snappy, grumpy, and frequently burned food - the fire department got very familiar with their apartment block.


Jill had been dropping less-than-subtle hints about not wanting to have a baby out of wedlock, so James put aside his misgivings about marriage and they tied the knot, quickly and without undue fuss.


Jill's ultrasound had revealed she was expecting twins. Deep down they were both terrified, but they were still in love. That had to be enough, right?


Note: MORE NATURAL TWINS?! Seriously! And they couldn't be happening to less appropriate parents seeing as James is king of slackers and Jill is completely insane.