*Patsy's Pov*
'Appa?' I said completely stunned.
'Hello Poppet!' He bellowed, bending down to hug me into a huge embrace.
I was still in shock. I couldn't believe he was here.
'You're a bit late. We already had her burial. I could show you the grave if you wish and um you could meet the Busby's' I stammered, unsure of what to actually say.
'Yes Poppet. That sounds like best thing to do.' He said, no longer sounding as happy.
'Right then, This way' I said, leading the way.
We made our way down to the grave. We stayed silent for a while.
'When are you going back?' I ask, breaking the silence.
'After my next grandchild is born!' He says, with a sense of pride.
He places his hand on my stomach.
'Wow, that baby's a kicker!' He exclaims.
'I know. It feels as if she is kicking for two! The amount of times she wakes me during the night is unbelievable!' I say now being more comfortable around my Appa.
We began to make our way back to the house.
'I missed you Appa' I say barely above a whisper.
'I missed you too Poppet.' He replied.
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Carrying Delia's baby (Patsy and Delia)
FanfictionPatsy and Delia have a lovely night at 'The Gateway' but suddenly things go wrong. After numerous months in the London and finding out Patsy is expecting, will they stay together, or will there relationship shatter?
