(Set after Series 6, before the 2017 Christmas special. The fog of 1962 is used as a plot device since it wasn’t used in the show. The plan is to write 20 drabbles to tell a 2K long fic.)
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They met in their usual spot in the cafe where no one assumed they were a couple. “We can’t stay in Nonnatus House forever, Delia,” Patsy said. “Phyllis might not say anything. But it’s a miracle none of the nuns have caught us in the act yet.”
“What are you suggesting, Pats?”
“I’m going to leave Nonnatus House and join you in the hospital. And we should get our own flat again. I’ve lost my father. I don’t want to lose you, too. So what do you say? Should we try again?”
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timeasmymeasure
come before the swallow dares (1/20)
Date: 2017-12-29 08:48 pm (UTC)***
They met in their usual spot in the cafe where no one assumed they were a couple. “We can’t stay in Nonnatus House forever, Delia,” Patsy said. “Phyllis might not say anything. But it’s a miracle none of the nuns have caught us in the act yet.”
“What are you suggesting, Pats?”
“I’m going to leave Nonnatus House and join you in the hospital. And we should get our own flat again. I’ve lost my father. I don’t want to lose you, too. So what do you say? Should we try again?”
Delia smiled. “Yes, Pats, we should try again.”