la dernière des Bourbons

repmet:

He doesn’t notice when she finds them, exactly where she knew he’d be.

She leans against the garage door with a smile and simply watches them.

She can’t blame him for being so utterly mesmerised by the small, perfect child in his arms.

Their child.

It doesn’t matter there’s still so much to do, that he’s struggling to find a job, that her father still hasn’t accepted him, that her family hates that she’s working again, that they’re still forced to live at Downton.

In just this moment, back where it all began, everything is finally as it should be.

(via andthentherewerethebransons)