Dr Kate Stevens and head curator of the natural history museum. What many people don't know however is who the father of her son is. Little Arthur is a bright, loving and friendly little boy. Join the journey as the father of her son finally meets h...
"Don't ever change," she told him with a chuckle, ruffling his hair a little as his infectious laughter bounced off the walls. Reaching the door of the studio they were, she wasn't so sure if this was such a good idea.
The decision was made for her however when the door opened and a regular guy with black hair walked out giving her a small smile after almost running into them.
"You must be Kate?" he asked her as she nodded her head. "I'm Ben," he told her. "Just go through the door," he told her as he continued walking down the hallway.
Walking through the door, she noticed Glen sitting behind the drums and when he noticed her walking in his face lit up. "You came?" he stated in disbelief as he jumped up and walked up to them." Yes." she smiled softly as Arthur escaped from her hold, running towards the piano.
"Look, mummy, a piano." he pointed out as he ran his good hand over the keys. "He isn't as big as the one at school though," he told her, looking over his shoulder at his mum as she couldn't help but let out the small chuckle bubbling up and shake her head.
"Yes I see," she told him as she extended her hand out to him for him to come back to her. "I think Miss Adams would love it here." he grinned, his head turning in all directions as he looked around the room and she couldn't help but smile at him.
"I'm sure she would," she noted, running her hand through his hair as he came back to stand beside her. "I think George would love it as well." He noted with a mischievous grin on his face. "I don't think they would like that. The room and everything in it wouldn't be complete after you two went through it," she told him, tapping his nose as he gave her a bigger grin and she rolled her eyes. "Kate has got to stop feeding you guys those damn muffins of hers," Kate muttered under her breath. "They are soooo good," Arthur noted as she shook her head with amusement.
"How were fittings?" Glen asked her with a smile from his spot beside her. "As well as it can go with ten children and four active boys," she told him with a chuckle as he nodded his head in understanding.
"It's boring, I'd rather swim in the pool of BP," Arthur noted as Kate rolled her eyes. "Let me introduce you," Glen said, taking a hold of her elbow and nudging her forward. "This is Danny, Mark, Rodney, Sid our new manager and you met Ben when he exited the room." Glen introduced them as she shook each of their hands with a pleasant smile on her face. Before Glen turned to another group of people in the small room.
"Can I play the piano?" Arthur asked, walking up to Rodney in what Kate knew to be his usual manner of talk to everyone. The rule was however that he was supposed to be introduced first and know their names such as now. He wasn't scared of a stranger, it reminded her so much of how she'd been as a child. Any person was good enough to talk to. As a mother, it worried her, that one day he'd trust the wrong person. "Of course, come on," Rodney said as Kate couldn't help but smile softly.
"Excuse me," Kate noted as she dug her phone from her pocket and noticed it was the museum.
"Kate, have you seen the transfer documents to the Natural History Museum in New York?" Jenkins asked her. For now, he was still the director of the museum, but he wasn't in very much anymore. He was happy leaving the running of the museum up to Kate and Richard, the two main head curators of the two departments. Richard was more focussed on research and travelling whilst overseeing his department. An entirely different way as to how Kate did it so it was mostly Kate who ran the working of the museum. Jenkins had been building her, moulding her to take over for him. A day she had a feeling which wasn't too far in the distance, he just didn't tell her yet. He only came in Once a week to discuss the workings of the museum. Kate was mostly responsible for the rest of it. Luckily for the young age she had, she was respected. Everyone called her the old soul in a young body. Wise beyond her years and it was because of that, that they accepted her as their boss. But she was still equal to all of them. She wanted it to be that way. she tried to be seen everywhere and work everywhere even if it was for an hour. She got a better understanding of the behind the scenes and the entire machine which was the museum.
"I left it on Lexi's desk last night before I left," Kate told him. "She can't find it." He told her with as she let out a soft sigh, pinching the bridge of her nose.
"I put the entire folder in her desk after checking it one final time and checking everything with New York and transportation," she informed him as she ran her hand through her hair.
"I'll check it again," he told her as she heard shuffling of papers. "I made a copy of it. it's in my office. I'll be there tomorrow to oversee the actual transportation to Heathrow anyway." she told him.
"Okay, Where is the binder?" he asked her as she heard the familiar creak of the wooden door that led to her office. "It's in the cabinet near the window behind my desk. It's a red one and it has a label, international transfers," she told him, checking on her son from the corner of her eye.
"Got it," he told her triumphantly. "Okay, If I can I'll try and come by this afternoon," she told him. "You don't have to, enjoy your Saturday with your son, Kate," he told her before the call ended.
"Dippy?" Arthur asked her, he probably knew all the names of basically everything in the museum. But what did she really expect, he had been going there since he was an infant.
"Yes," she told him with a nod of her head. "Why does he have to go away?" Arthur asked her. "He's going to visit New York. He'll be back next year," she told him, running her hand through his hair. "And Neil said we could go and see him this summer," she told him as he grinned at her. "Can we see the space bubble again?" he asked her as she laughed and nodded her head. "Why don't you ask Neil when we get there?" she suggested, bending down to kiss the top of his head.
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