I'm back, guys! After a terrible case of writers block I managed to squeeze out this drabble. Hopefully it'll be the first of many more to come. '5 Ways' is currently on hiatus as I don't know where I'm going with it at the moment and want to wait until I'm ready to write the best quality chapter possible. For now, I've decided to create this separate story as a place to publish all of my short Lee/Lucy one-shots. Hope you enjoy!

(WE'RE GETTING A CHRISTMAS SPECIAL!)

#1) In which Lee really wants a pet.

"We need a pet, Lucy." Lee yawned as he stretched his arms above his head.

The couple were crashed out on the couch after a long day at work. Yes, Lee had secured himself a job. A couple of weeks after the night at the bar, the night feelings had finally been confessed and he'd proposed to Lucy, he'd decided it was time to get his shit together. Starting with finding a job.

He'd applied for what seemed like hundreds of jobs - shelf stacking, call centre agent, customer service - without any luck. Then he'd spotted an advert in the corner of the paper he was reading. It offered an unpaid trial period of three weeks, and if the employer decided you were a good fit, you'd be given the job on a permanent basis. The position advertised was a Youth Worker in a local community centre. It would include working closely with disadvantaged teens, ensuring they were kept on the straight and narrow and away from the street corners of central London.

Lee decided to give it a go, thinking it more than likely he'd be fired within the first week, and that the position would be given to a much more responsible, caring individual. How wrong he was. Out of the other three trainees taking part in the trial period with him, he was by far the most able to connect with the teens. It seemed Lee had a natural affinity. He formed firm friendships with all of the kids that visited the centre and was offered the job almost straight away.

It couldn't have come at a better time, really. After all, two incomes were a must with a baby on the way.

"A pet?" Lucy moved from where she was curled against his side and looked up at him. "But I already have you to look after." She said, laughing at the mock-offended expression on Lee's face.

"What an awful thing to say to your dear husband. Over a year of marriage and yet the degrading jibes continue." Lee shook his head, but he was smiling all the same.

He couldn't seem to help himself these days, not now that he had everything he hadn't thought possible for so many years. Lucy's gentle laughter filling his ears as she moved closer to kiss him, the feel of her barely there baby bump pressing against him as she brushed her lips against his, still laughing slightly as he deepened the kiss, it was more than he could have ever hoped for.

"It's a good thing you know I love you then, isn't it?" She said, slightly breathless as Lee's lips moved to her neck.

There was still a certain novelty in being able to kiss each other like this, of being able to touch each other like this, even after the solid year of marriage between them. It was like they were making up for all the years it had taken to get to this point.

"About that pet...?" Lee questioned, nipping at a sensitive spot on his wife's neck. He chuckled at the breathy 'Christ' she whispered under her breath.

Lucy pushed his head away so that she'd be able to string a sentence together. She kept her hands where they were though, combing through the short hair at the back of his head, their faces just inches apart.

"Maybe..." She said. "After the baby's born."

At the mention of the baby, Lee moved a hand to rest underneath the fabric of Lucy's oversized pyjama shirt and began to tenderly stroke the small bump. She'd only began to show over the last couple of weeks, there was barely a bump to see, but they were already amazed by the life growing inside of her.

Lucy closed her eyes and leaned her forehead against Lee's. She'd have been happy to stay there all night.

"The baby doesn't come out for another six months." Lee barely spoke above a whisper. His wife seemed like she was on the edge of sleep; apparently, the first three months of pregnancy were the most tiring.

She'd been falling asleep everywhere this past month. The couch, the bath, he'd even found her slumped over the dining table a couple of times, her head cushioned uncomfortably on the keyboard of her laptop.

"Then you'll just have to wait." She mumbled as her head slid to the crook of his neck.

He kissed her forehead as the sudden wave of exhaustion overtook. At least she hadn't been cursed with morning sickness, just extreme sleepiness, Lee thought.

"I love you." Were her final words before she drifted off.

"I love you, too, Lucy." He replied.

He decided he could wait for a pet after all.