Unexpected turn of events (the script, Glen Power fanfiction)

Chapter 15

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"What do I have to put on?" Glen asked her as they said goodbye to each other at the airport. Glen was going to go straight to Harrow where his place was. Kate was going to go to Kensington where her house was. "A suit," she told him with a chuckle as she saw him pull a face.

"Nothing too formal either," she assured him as he nodded his head in some relief. "Alright, I'll be at yours at Five," he told her as she nodded her head before they each went their own separate ways.

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Walking up to the car, she undid the lock as Glen helped their son inside, buckling him up in his car seat. Just as she drove away from the curb in her Range Rover, her phone went off. Pushing the button on her wheel, knowing it was Kate from the screen on the dashboard.

"Kate are you on your way yet?" She asked her as her voice resonated through the car. "Yes, just left my place, why?" Kate asked her friend and for all intents and purposes sister-in-law. Hearing by the tone of it, something was coming next.

"Will you go and pick something up for me?" Catherine asked her in that sweet tone of her as Kate rolled her eyes. She didn't need to use that tone, whatever it was she'd go and get it. William had a tendency to tell Kate to call Kate if she craved something and Kate was on her way to them. And it was exactly that tone she was using this time, much to Kate's amusement.

"What are you craving now?" she asked Catherine with a hint of amusement. "You know me so well," Catherine told her chuckled as Kate turned on a street heading to the grocery store instead of KP. "Will you get me some Sardines, pickles and corn," Catherine asked her as Kate scrunched up her face at the thought of eating that.

"Alright, we'll be there in ten. Tell that Lazy brother of mine to get off of his arse for once." She told Catherine as she heard her laugh on the phone. "I'll tell him," Catherine promised as Kate rolled her eyes as she parked on the lot of the grocery store of Waitrose as the line went dead. "I'll be five minutes," she told Glen as she reached beside his legs to get her clutch and left the car in a hurry. "Aunty Kate is hungry again." Arthur chuckle as Glen chuckled, looking at his son through the mirror.

"Jeez," Kate muttered when she got a text from Catherine to bring her Herring as well, whilst walking through the aisles. Where was she going to put all of that?' Kate thought to herself with a disgusting thought. She couldn't remember her having any crazy craving like that with Arthur. Sure she'd had her cravings, but none had been this crazy as with Catherine's third pregnancy.

Getting back in the car, she handed Glen the grocery bag as he took a peek inside of it. "Does she always send you?" he asked her snickering, scrunching his face at what was in the bag. "Whenever I'm on my way and she has a craving yes. Will the lazy arse just takes advantage of it," she told him with a chuckle and good humour, shaking her head a little. Glen could hear no resentment in her voice as he spoke about them that way. Only the tone he would use if his brother asked him to do something.

As he knew her more and more he couldn't deny that he got the relationship between them more and more. Didn't mean he found it very strange, he couldn't imagine the Royals were those people he heard Kate talking to on the phone or had seen three times now.

"Did you have any craving with Arthur?" he asked her, wanting to know on what else he'd missed out with them. "Yes." she chuckled with a small shake of her head. "mustard with herring and fries," she told him with a chuckle as he scrunched up his face. "And cheesy crust with sweet chicken curry from the Italian near KP And Ben and Jerry's chocolate and cookie ice cream," she told him with a chuckle and shake of her head as she thought back to them. "I kept that one though," she added with a snicker as Glen smiled at her