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mintelepathy · 3 years

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"From now on, you won't be alone anymore"

idol!jungkook x reader/oc

word count: +2.0k

genre: fluff¿

warnings: swear words¿

summary: jungkook can't stop thinking about the girl he met at a convenience store in the middle of the night and he can't help but return to see her again.

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Jungkook can't sleep today, he's been sitting on the floor of his living room for almost three hours now, a piece of paper placed on his coffee table and a pen in his right hand.

Writing lyrics was easy when he felt inspired, but today it wasn't the case, he really wanted to make some progress with his mixtape but it seems that it wasn't the right time now.

He gave up. He knew that his attempts to write some lyrics were in vain for the moment, he needed to do something else, maybe something that could inspire him.

He often goes for a walk at night around his neighborhood, the later it is the better for him, it's the only time of the day where he doesn't feel like being spied, he understands what fame brings but sometimes people really step out of the line, and he wasn't happy with that, let's not misunderstand, he loves when fans approached him respectfully and talked to him, he just doesn't like when people follow him around with bad intentions.

He didn't even waste his time changing his clothes, he grabbed a coat because it was chilly outside and headed to the streets.

The night was quite peaceful, mostly because it was 3 in the morning, but it was a different kind of peace, and he enjoyed it. Trees filled the area where he lived creating a gentle wind, feeling the night breeze was something he loved, he stopped walking for a moment and took a big breath with his eyes closed. The air felt clean compared to other days.

When he opened his eyes the first thing he spotted was a convenience store crossing the street. He usually doesn't have any late snack, even more now that he is on a diet, but today he'll make an exception.

He made his way to the store with no rush and opened the door, it was his first time there, it wasn't like he didn't visit convenience stores often but that he had never seen that place before the times he went for a walk.

He greeted the girl who was working there and headed straight to the shelves looking for kombucha tea and ramen, he had the intention of eating the ramen there since those kind of stores had microwaves, so people were able to prepare their instant food and eat it right away.

But there was a problem, the kombucha tea was nowhere to be found.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the counter, you found yourself watching the boy who just entered the store looking around the shelves for something unsuccessfully, you decided to make your way towards him to see if he needed any help.

"Excuse me, do you need help with anything?" The boy was wearing a big black bucket hat and a black face mask so it was quite difficult to see how his face looked.

"Uhm yeah, do you sell kombucha tea?" It was crazy how kombucha tea was being sold lately.

"Yes we do, but it's sold out at the moment, I heard somewhere that a singer recommend it and people got really interested and bought it until stores ran out of it" a giggle escaped his lips.

"I think I know who you are talking about" he took off his bucket hat to fix his hair, and put it back quickly. You could see his eyes for a split second and you felt like you have seen those eyes before, they were so big and pretty, like bambi eyes.

"Oh really, who is this famous singer then?" You knew you have read or heard about this guy but you couldn't remember his name.

"Jungkook" there it was when you realized.

"You are Jungkook" he just nodded. "I knew you seemed familiar" you confessed. "Anyway, is there anything else I can help you with?" You asked politely.

"Can I use the microwave?" He was the first person who asked you if they could use the microwave, people often just used it without asking.

"Yeah, of course" you made your way to the counter again and sat in your chair.

You couldn't help but watched him as he prepared the ramen, working there, and at night, was boring as hell so you never missed the opportunity to talk to customers when you had the chance, but you weren't quite sure if you should go and try to have a conversation with him. You didn't want him to think that you were approaching him just because he was famous.

Seeing him preparing ramen made you feel hungry, you also wanted to eat some so you didn't think twice and went to grab a cup of ramen.

He was sited just right besides the microwave so it was impossible to ignore his presence. You saw that he forgot to grab chopsticks so you picked two pairs from a shelve.

"Here" you said as you handed him the chopsticks.

"Thank you" he gently grabbed them, he had taken his bucket hat off so you were able to see him more properly now. "I see you are hungry" he said and you smiled.

"Yeah, I've been staring all night at those cups of ramen and I couldn't hold myself when I saw you preparing it" you said calmly trying to make him feel comfortable around you.

"Should we eat together then?" His question took you by surprise, he was being so sweet considering you were a completely stranger to him.

"I don't think I'm allowed to do this, but yes" you sat on the only chair left, which was besides him, and waited until your ramen was done.

"Would you get in trouble for eating with me?" He sounded concerned.

"Just if my boss finds out, but he is never around and almost no one buys things at this hour, so I don't think he'll know" fuck your boss, you didn't really like him, he was really rude to everyone.

"Well, in case your boss finds out, I can come and tell him that it was all my fault" it was the second time he made you smile.

You were ready to get up when you heard the microwave was done getting the ramen cooked, but Jungkook got up faster and brought it for you.

"Thank you" you said as he sat again, you both opened the chopsticks and started eating, even though he could start eating his ramen sooner he waited until yours was ready.

He obviously wasn't wearing his face mask anymore so you could see his features clearly. He was stunning. "What brought you here so late?" You asked him to start a conversation.

"I was trying to write some lyrics on my apartment but it didn't turn out how I wanted, I also couldn't sleep so I decided to take some fresh air, then when I was walking I saw this store and well, now I'm here" he took another bite of ramen. "Do you work here all night?" He asked you.

"Yeah, until 6am, it's kinda scary going back home alone after work because I have to walk and it's still dark outside when I leave, but anyways i'm here just during the weekend tought, I'm studying at collage so actually this is a part time job for me, I don't spend too much time in here" you could noticed he was really paying attention to you, he stopped eating everytime you talked.

"Can I know what are you studying?" You didn't know if he was really interested or if he was just being nice, but you were so happy now that you could spend some time talking with someone.

"I want to major in audio visuals, my parents weren't happy when I told them what I was going to study, they wanted me to be a lawyer or a doctor, but I didn't listen to them, is that a bad thing?" You asked him, you barely knew him and you were already asking him for advice, considering you didn't have close friends maybe you really needed a therapist to talk this things after all.

"I think you did the right thing, it's your life, you should do things that makes you happy" he made emphasis in the you part. "And you will learn from the decisions you make, not from other's" wise words.

"What about you? Are you happy with the life you have right now?" Both of you had already finished eating, so you were ready to listen to him closely.

"I am, I'm not happy everyday but I'm happy with my life so I can't complain, I just sometimes wish I could do things that are normal for most of the people" you completely understood his point, and you felt sad for him, everyone deserved that kind of freedom and you can see he couldn't have it.

"You know, when I saw you preparing the ramen I really wanted to talk to you because that's what I do with most of the people who comes here, but I was afraid you might think I only approached you because you were famous or something like that. So I just want you to know that even though I know your name or your face, it doesn't mean I know who you are, and for me you are just like everyone else, I won't treat you any different just because you are famous, I won't go and tell everyone that you were here or anything like that, I also know I can't take you to do all the things you'd like to do, but one thing I can offer you is an honest friendship, I bet Jungkook from bts is great, but if I'm honest I don't really care about him, I care about the real you and I'd love to get to know you more, I met you just a moment ago but I can see you are a really good person" everything you said was the truth, and he had to know that there was someone out there who cared about him. That's how you were, you cared about others.

"It's the first time someone tells me something like that, I really appreciate it" you would love to say that his words surprise you but they don't, and that's sad.

"I think I should go back to work right now" he nodded. "Oh and you don't have to pay, I invite" and with that you went back to the counter.

He stayed on the chair for a few more seconds doing something but you didn't know what because you could only see his back from there.

He got up later and made his way to the door. "Thank you for make me some company, see you soon" you didn't have time to say goodbye to him because he had already left. Have you done something wrong? You asked yourself.

Time passed and it was time to go back home, your coworker came in time so by 6am you were already out of the store, you didn't start walking though, you couldn't believe who was in front of you.

"Jungkook? What are you doing here?" Was he waiting for you?

"You said it was scary going back home alone, so from now on, you won't be alone anymore" it seems that you actually didn't do anything wrong after all. "I left a note on the table we shared" oh shit, you didn't see it.

"I didn't see it, sorry" you were about to go and look for it but he stopped you.

"It's okay, don't worry. It just said that I'd love to have you as a friend, and since you invite the ramen I hope you can accept my invitation to drink something some day" he seemed shy now, maybe that's why he didn't tell you this in person.

"Yeah, we can definitely go to drink something together, and as friends now" you smiled at him as he bite his lip cutely.

"Should I take you home now? You must be tired"

Yes you definitely were.

"Let's go" you said as you both started to walk next and close to each other.

There was no way you would forget this night.

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lubdubsworld · 3 years

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Change of Heart

Pairing : Taehyung x OC

[ Summary :

Times are changing.

After years of being oppressed, werewolves are taking a stand against humans , demanding equal rights and fair treatment. Heading the movement is Kim Taehyung, the breathtaking heir to the Kim fortune and one of the few remaining Alpha werewolves in the country. His disdain for the human race is well known and well warranted. They killed his family after all…..

He wants to change the world , to put humans in their place but when his five year old daughter takes a shine to their very human neighbor , maybe he has to start with a change of heart , first. ]

Pairing : Taehyung x OC

Genre : Romance, Explicit Content.

Warnings : None. ( Some mild violence but mostly off screen )

Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3

Chapter 4

The Preserve had originally been an isolated island about 50 miles off the coast of the mainland. Over the decades, the land had been expanded with man made floats serving to support the extra buildings and complexes that cropped up to cater to the small human population that stuck around to help out.

The wolves still kept to the interiors, most of them having built huge cottage-villas which could house the entire pack, territories marked out clearly to avoid disputes. A few of the very traditional ones lived on the huge mountains that lined the northern end, opting to stay in their wolf-forms most of the time.

The island itself was beautiful, rich vegetation , a thriving fauna and a landscape that was lined with beautifully stark cliffs up high and private little coves and beaches scattered below.

Taehyung and his daughter lived on a beautiful beach side villa, which had its own vegetable garden , a staff of over 8 to take care of everything, a private jetty for trips to the mainland and a helipad/ airstrip.

True to his word, Taehyung did not stay around most days. He was busy with his campaign and I spent the first week recovering. The doctor visited everyday and by the end of the week, most of the internal injuries were healing well, the pain well managed with meds.

Luna had moved into my room, pretty much and I spent the days with her curled into my side, reading from her favorite books, stopping when she encountered a particularly difficult word, ebony eyes turning to mine for help. We read countless books, and she introduced me to all her best friends : Mr. Ted the bear, Kihyun the bunny and Momo the panda. The stuffed animals had a small baby carrier of their own and she liked carting them all around the house.

“She was really pretty. Mama....” Luna whispered one night, as we lay curled on the window seat in my room, a fur throw covering us up as we stared out into the rocky beach far below.

I felt my heart lurch in shared grief.

“Was she? What else do you remember about her....?” I asked softly.

“Her scent. “ Luna said quickly. “ She smelled just like you. Like home and fresh cookies with sugar sprinkles. And rainy puddles you can jump in.”

I bit my lips, mindful that Luna was just listing her favorite things. I didn’t know much about how weres scented other weres or humans. But i supposed it made sense that her mother’s scent should remind her of things that offered her comfort and joy.

But her next words threw me for a loop.

“Daddy didn’t like her much....” She said suddenly and I felt my throat close up .

“Oh-Oh?” I was genuinely shocked. Taehyung had looked devastated when he had told me about his wife’s passing....

Luna shook her head.

“My friend from school, Mina? Her mommy’s still alive and her daddy likes her. They kiss and stay in the same room. Mommy and Daddy never kissed. Mommy lived on the east wing.... That’s on the other side. Near the rose gardens.”

I bit my lips, feeling incredibly guilty for some reason. This information felt somehow private and not for stranger’s ears. I didn’t want Luna to get into trouble for saying this to me .

“I miss her sometimes. I’m glad you’re here.” She sniffled and i felt my heart crack in two. The girl was replacing her mom with me, I thought miserably. I couldn’t in good conscience let this happen.

But as the days stretched into weeks, with Taehyung out and busy most of the time, i couldn’t bring myself to leave. Luna did appear to be calmer, more grounded and happier with me around. She liked staying close to me, at touching distance and she often buried her nose into my neck, sniffing till I had to gently pry her off.

Although, absent physically, Taehyung called every day. He facetimed his daughter twice at least and I got a call every night at exactly nine. It was usually curt and formal but he did tell me what he was upto.

“The elections are coming up soon.... I need to work a bit more on the immediate reforms we’re planning to launch...I won’t be available this week, Luna’s keeping well?”

“Yes, she is. We made a modern recreation of red riding hood and the wolf today with play dough.”

Silence.

“Interesting choice of fairy tale, Mi Rae ssi...” He drawled.

I flushed at how my name sounded in that voice.

“It’s a bit different plot wise. In this case, the granny is just a meanie who likes to order Red about and the wolf is the one who rescues her.” I grinned.

He chuckled amicably.

“Bit of a stretch , that. But I’m glad you’re happy. I didn’t want to pressure you too much and i know its asking way too much of you . But Ms. Lee says that Luna is happier than she’s ever been and I do believe you’re the one I have to thank for that. “

I bit my lips. I wanted to tell him that Luna was getting way too attached. That I was afraid of what would happen when it was time for me to leave, but already i could hear voices in the background, people calling for his attention and I remembered that he was doing something important.

He was trying to build a better world for his little girl.

In the long run, all of this would be for Luna’s benefit only.

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it had been nearly a month since I’d last seen Taehyung . A whole three months since I’d moved into his villa. My paycheck as a nanny was three times what I was paid as a lab tech. But I hadn’t stopped working at the research facility either. I spent the days there, when Luna was busy with her school work . The vaccine had been successful but somehow, my father’s company had pulled some sort of nonsense with the patenting and not everyone had got the shorts.

I stared out into the murky blue waters as they crashed into the jagged black rocks that lined the private beach. The huge bay windows in the living space offered an unfettered view of the rocky beach.

Next to me, Luna was pretty much bouncing around, trying to find all her beach day toys. I watched her fondly, feeling something squeeze my heart when I thought about not seeing her again. The elections were done, the results were due any day now and Taehyung had already told me that he was looking to end this arrangement soon.

Luna had a mind like no other. A vibrantly curious child with the most incredible questions, it was clear that she adored her father more than anything else in the world. In the evenings, she liked to play near the small water inlet that fed into the Ocean. The water was shallow, barely an inch or so deep, the terrain covered in small smooth pebbles in every shade of brown of grey.

Luna and I spent most of the weekends exploring the small beach around the villa, foraging around in the coves while her caregiver watched me covertly from a distance. She clearly didn’t trust me much, but I tried not to let it get to me.

I wasn’t here to stay. Taehyung had sent me a mail the previous week, letting me know that I was no longer had to babysit, because he was planning to move to Seoul himself. He would be renting out a condominium there and hiring a full time nanny.

And that was fine. it wasn’t like i hadn’t seen that coming. I had a life of my own and i had to get back to it. My cottage near the research facility was fixed now and I was looking forward to getting back to my life, no matter how much it hurt to leave Luna behind.

I was a little upset that he had sent an impersonal mail to me instead of talking to me in person. Or maybe spoken about it over the phone at least. But I knew that he was just trying to make it easier for me to cut all ties.

Okay, fine, maybe I was a little bit bitter that Taehyung hadn’t even offered to hire me to take care of Luna . I wasn’t qualified , yes, but so far Luna had been a dream to stay with. She was so inquisitive and bright, so full of sunshine and happiness.

After three months of her unconditional love for me, the idea of not coming home to her vibrant laugh and endless giggles, it just felt so painful.

“Rae Rae, let’s gooooo....” Her voice broke me out of my thoughts . Despite endless protests from Ms. Lee, Luna insisted on calling me Rae Rae and I found it adorable.

I jumped a little, hastily moving to grab the sunscreen, the hat and gloves. While Luna did heal quickly courtesy her wolf-y genes, she was also incredibly prone to sunburn. The first few times, she had promptly shifted into her wolf form when i tried to put it on her, snipping my fingers angrily. The chemical was supposed to be unscented but her sensitive nose had clearly picked it up anyway.

It took a lot of bribing with delicious meat patties and steak bites, for the girl to shift back and let me apply it on her.

But now she was comfortable with letting me apply it on her when we went to the beach.

She picked up her backpack, a baby blue fur lined affair with twin bunny ears near the handle , and the small tote bag full of her collection of seashells and skipped out of the room happily. I finished packing the rest of her beach stuff : towels, napkins, hair pins and a change of clothes just in case.

We were just climbing down the huge stairwell, when Taehyung’s voice rang through the foyer, startling me badly. i hadn’t seen him in a long time and against my better judgement I almost half ran back to put some make up on at least. I probably looked like an ogre with smeared sunscreen and my hair uncombed and in a bun.

“Lu - Lu? Baby???” He called out, his deep voice pretty much reverberating off the walls .

“DAAAADAAAAAA”

I watched her almost tumble headlong the stairs in her rush to get into her father’s arms and I hung back, letting them have their reunion.

I waited till Taehyung called out for me, before moving to greet him as well.

The first thing that stuck me was how incredibly handsome he looked, hair now fully black, swept straight back from his forehead. He was dressed in skinny jeans and a loose black shirt, buttons undone to show the lines of his pecs and a pair of dangly earrings caught the light as he turned to stare at me.

“Mi Rae ssi....i see you’re all ready for Beach day?” He grinned softly.

There was something radiant about him, a definite lack of anxiety. He looked relaxed almost.

“You won?” i blurted out. “ You won didn’t you?”

Taehyung’s eyes glinted .

“Its not officially announced yet, but yes, the Commission called me today . They think I’ve won by a landslide.

Before I could rethink my impulse, I flung myself into his arms, genuinely thrilled beyond belief.

“RThat’s so incredible, Taehyung ssi...i’m so happy for you and-”

“Tae? Should I get the other suitcase?”

The female voice made me jolt, and I pulled away, arm still arapped around his neck, intensely aware of his hands on my waist.

Three feet away from us , stood an incredibly beautiful young woman. She was almost as tall as Tae, probably the same age as him and her eyes flashed red when she looked at me.

I flinched, stepping back like i’d been scalded.

“Just leave it sweetheart, one of my men will get it. Come meet my little girl.” Taehyung said casually, shooting me one brief intense look of.....anger? annoyance? I couldn’t figure it out.

Sweetheart? did he just call her-

Luna had shuffled to hide behind my legs now, her fingers gripping my waist as she refused to greet the newcomer.

“Luna, this is Ms Jihyun. She’s a very good friend of mine.”

Jihyun dropped to her knees, eyes flashing red again as she smiled a tight lipped smile.

“Hello, Luna. How are you doing?” She said seriously. Luna’s grip on me tightened.

“She’s a little shy.” I choked out, trying to tamp down the rising sense of heartbreak. No. i had actively fought against feeling this way. Every night here, I had told myself that I would not think about Kim Taehyung. Admiring him for what he did , for how hard he worked for his kind....that was one thing ....but this. This was madness.

Taehyung reached out around me to lift Luna up into her arms.

“How about we go to the beach with Jihyun and Ms Lee today?” He said casually, holding his hand out to me.

I almost did something stupid, like press my hand into his before realizing that he was asking for the bag i had over my shoulders. Wordlessly, I handed it over.

“I want to go with Rae Rae....” Luna said sharply, lips jutting out in a petulant little pout.

“Well, Appa and Ms. Rae need to talk about something and once we’re done, I’ll join you there okay?” He ruffled her hair softly and then gently placed her back down.

Luna gave me an imploring look.

“Are you leaving me?” Her lips wobbled.

I shook my head instinctively.

“Of course not baby, I’ll be right there. Just a few minutes, okay? Don't forget your sunscreen.” I smiled and Luna pouted again but moved to Ms. Lee’s side hesitantly.

Taehyung waited till the three of them began leaving before turning to me.

“Thank you.” He said quietly , gaze moving to me with the same intensity, and this time I knew what he was doing. He was trying to gauge what I was thinking and I remembered, weakly that Alpha wolves could sometimes sense moods, changes in a person’s body temperatures and things like that. It wasn’t like mind reading or anything but a perceptive enough werewolf could definitely guess what kind of mood someone was in.

I fought to keep my face neutral. There wasn’t much I could do about how clammy and cold my entire body had gone after meeting Jihyun. It wouldn’t take a rocket scientist to guess why I didn’t l;ike Jihyun there.

“It’s not you.” He said gently.

I swallowed.

“Sorry?”

“You’re beautiful. If we were.... the same kind of people.....I wouldn’t be saying this. But because of who we are.... I’m going to say it. It’s not a good idea.” He whispered.

I flushed, feeling like my entire body had been dipped in ice cold water.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I said evenly.

He hummed.

“If you leave today, there’s a job waiting for you in the Research Center. It’s a level up from what you’re doing right now. I’ve asked them to put up extra security around your cabin and I’ve talked with the wolves here. No one will come anywhere near you. “

I nodded bleakly.

“Thank you.” I said quietly.

“You’re going to forget me and Luna in a few weeks. And I would rather that things end now, before Luna becomes more attached.”

I nodded.

“Can i talk to her before I leave?” I asked softly.

He hesitated.

“I don’t.... I mean, I would rather not have Jihyun be present for that. She’s.... well she’s someone I’m getting to know and she may feel -”

I wanted to kick myself in the face for ever having agreed to this whole thing.

“I understand. I’ll be back tomorrow morning to get the rest of my stuff and to say goodbye to Luna.” I said shortly.

Before he could reply, I brushed past him and ran up to my room. I had to get out of here as soon as I could.

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Luna cried inconsolably and I was eternally grateful that no one else was there when I carefully unpacked the huge carton of snacks and toys , I’d packed for her. Taehyung had made things a little easier, by telling Luna that it wasn’t me who was leaving but it would be them. They were going to a new place so they would be leaving me behind because I had stuff to do here.

“I’m not going to be gone completely. I’m going to come visit you as often as I can alright and look....” I pulled out the small phone I’d brought her.

She stopped sniffling and held her hand out. I placed the flip phone in her hands.

“Theres just two numbers there. See the picture of the wolf? Thats daddy..... And see the one with the flower.....that’s me. If you want to talk to either of us, all you need to do is press this button.”

Luna hesitated.

“Daddy said, I can’t have any phones.” She said hesitantly. What a wonderful child, i thought fondly.

“Yes, but this isn’t the kind of phone that could hurt your eyes. It’s just a talking phone. Besides, your daddy already knows and he’s okay with it.” I smiled.

She nodded, turning the little device over and over in her hands.

“Daddy say’s we’re going to the city. Why don’t you want to come?” She said angrily and i sighed.

“Its not that I don’t want to come, baby. It’s just that my home is here. I help take care of the little pups here remember? Some of them get sick and I help make them better....” I smiled, ruffling her hair.

She nodded.

“Good girl...Now how about we go see the sandcastle you built yesterday...? See if it’s still there?”

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Life went on and I found myself busy enough to not dwell on Taehyung too much. The vaccines were rolling out much faster now and most of the cases were milder . i spent the days in the research center and went home to my cozy cabin. Taehyung had been true to his word an an electric fence ran around the perimeter , twelve feet tall . A security guard stayed near the gate at all times, a beta werewolf named Minjun.

Two weeks after Taehyung had moved out of the island, a distraction arrived in the form of one Jeon Jungkook . He was a year younger than me and finishing his internship before becoming a radiologist. He was smart , handsome and an alpha wolf with a deceptively cute bunny like smile.

Jungkook liked following me around when we had free time and I found his incessant noona , noona...endearing. But I was also not an idiot.

Jungkook was looking for a fuck buddy and I was convenient. The only female in the research center. Werewolves didn’t do one night stands with each other, because being intimate always left a scent and it would make things messy. So weres generally went to humans for no strings attached sex.

It wasn’t that I minded , but a part of me was terrified i would do something stupid. Like call him Taehyung in the middle of us fucking.

But of course, stupid decisions were my forte.

So I did end up sleeping with him.

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“Well, you look miserable.” Jimin commented mildly, as I stumbled forward to the counter. I hadn’t slept much the previous night and had nearly missed the ferry to the mainland in the morning.

“I’m fine oppa. Just frazzled. Give me something strong but sweet...” I begged, riffling through my bag for my wallet. Outside, the rain poured in torrents. I was still dripping water from my hair and my jacket, although I’d been out of the rain for a whole five minutes.

“Taehyung’s been asking about you....Why don’t you pick his calls?” Jimin said casually and I flinched.

“I did pick his calls. a couple of times....” I muttered .

That had been a whole experience. Taehyung had called me two weeks back, frothing at the mouth about something.

Apparently, Ji Hyun the lovely girlfriend that Kim Taehyung like flaunting all over town, was also the older sister on one Jeon Jungkook. And because we had had sex the previous night, Jungkook had smelled like me when he visited Taehyung and Ji hyun. Even Luna had picked up on the scent.

How on earth was i supposed to know?

Taehyung had been so furious that I’d hung up the phone midway through.

“And, what happened?”

I shrugged.

“And then I got busy. Why? I’ve been talking to Luna... I even met her a couple of times. It’s not like I have any other reason to talk to him.... “ I protested.

Jimin hummed.

“He’s still seeing that model. Jeon Ji hyun? I heard her brother works in the Research center?” Jimin raised an eyebrow, sliding my drink across the counter. I stepped out of the line but stayed near the counter, staring at him. Damn it. Had Taehyung actually told Jimin about it?

“Jungkook? Yeah. He’s a doctor... He’s doing his MD , radiology and he’s here for exposure , apparently...”

“Alpha?” Jimin continued flitting about, making orders but his tone held a note of sympathy.

I shrugged.

“Yeah, he is. But we don’t talk much. We went out one night but then he’s been aloof ever since.” I shrugged again hoping that Jimin was buying my nonchalant act. i still didn’t know how much he knew.

Jungkook was a nice guy and I was a little peeved that he didn’t seem to want anything more than a friends with benefits thing. But that had less to do with him and more to do with the fact that men, in general, never seemed to consider me as a potential girlfriend.

But then, the poor guy was in probably the most crucial part of his education. Relationships were probably the farthest thing from his mind.

Jimin stopped when the last customer in the line left. He stared at me.

“Taehyung told me Luna called you one morning and Jungkook picked the phone.”

I froze.

“What?!” I hissed, completely thrown. This, I hadn’t known.

“You went out? With Jungkook? And he stayed over , I’m guessing....I’m going to go out on a limb and say that you guys did not play Jenga all night?” He glared at me. I flushed.

“Fine. We slept together. We are sleeping together....its just consensual sex between two willing parties, . It’s no big deal.” I said flippantly.

“You don’t think that’s why Taehyung has been calling you? That’s his potential brother in law right there. It’s too messy. I think you should stop. ” He frowned.

I rolled my eyes.

“Listen it has nothing to do with me. I’m not going to marry Jungkook okay? I’m not going to be calling Taehyung my brother in law either. Its not going to happen. i just had this...stupid king of crush on him and he knew about it. He turned me down too, did he tell you that. He told me him and I were too different.... meaning I wasn’t a were so he wouldn’t consider being with someone like me. ”

Jimin groaned.

“you know why he feels that way. Don’t make this about you. It’s not personal.”

“Then why is it spilling into my personal life? I have no obligation to him. I can sleep with who I want.....”

Jimin rolled his eyes.

“Taehyung’s a were. He’s not going to see it that way.”

“Well, I don’t give a damn how he sees it, I’m having sex with a handsome young man who is attracted to me. That’s a good time, right there and I’m not going to stop having a good time just because it offends Taehyung’s delicate sensibilities.” I snapped.

Jimin shrugged.

“Just don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

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When I went back to my cabin that evening, I found Minjun missing from his usual place near the gate. The gate was still locked so I didn’t think too much about it, merely slotting the rusty old key into the huge lock and prying it open.

I made my way to the door, opening it carefully.

i nearly jumped out of my skin when I saw who was there.

“what the- Seo Joon?” I said in disbelief, stumbling back when the tall alpha stumbled to his feet from where he was lounging on the couch.

“Well, look who’s here....if it isn’t the slutty little bitch who wants to sleep her way through every were on the island....First Taehyung and now Jungkook.....you sure know who to pick, huh.....? All powerful, influential wolves..... “ He slurred.

I stared at him. This wasn’t good. I turned on my heel, ready to run back out but he was faster than me. I groaned when he slammed into my back pinning me to the door with so much force that the wood splintered,.

While my bruised ribs had healed, they still hurt a bit. And the force of his actions left my mind reeling from the pain.

“Get off me!! “ I screamed, “ MINJUN!!!!! MINJUN HELP!!!”

“SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU WHORING BITCH!!!”

He slapped me right across the face, the strength of it sending me crashing into the side table. I whimpered as I tried to get on my feet, fingers fumbling for my phone .

“it was you wasn’t it? I was supposed to be the deputy minister.... Taehyung’s supposed to be my fucking friend. instead i got fired like some lowly runt ...... It was you wasn’t it? you convinced him that humans are our fucking friends....”

I shook my head, frantic.

“No...i swear I’ve not spoken to Taehyung...i didn’t say anything... Seo Joon please don’t...” I screamed when he reached down and grabbed my hair, yanking me to my feet till my scalp felt like it was on fire.

“Maybe I should fuck you too....since that's the thing people seem to be doing these days....Its because of your father isn’t it? That bastard has been all over the news, talking these past few weeks about how his precious daughter is doing a lot of work for the welfare of wolves....Maybe I should fuck his daughter too.... ” He began, reaching for my blouse.

I barely registered the nonsense about my father before a loud sound broke through the din.

The door swung open and the sound of gunfire made me scream.

I stared at the door only to see the security guard staring at us with wide eyes.

Minjun , panicked and completely overwhelmed , had blindly opened fire on both of us.

I felt the touch of the bullet to my shoulder, before the blinding explosion of pain.

But he seemed to have hit Seo Joon as well, enough times for the were to let go of me and I crashed to floor, clutching my shoulder in agony.

The sound of gunfire had attracted more people and through the throng I heard Jungkook’s voice.

“Noona.... Mirae noona is that you----???”

“Kookie!!” I croaked out desperately. Jungkook’s eyes went wide when he saw, me, pushing his way past the other wolves before letting out a snarl. The sound seemed to make the others cower and I remembered that he was an alpha too.

I gripped his arms when he reached me.

“Don’t tell Taehyung...” I gasped out, still clutching my shoulder.

“God, what the fuck.... We need to get you out of here...” He was already dialing for the ambulance. I waited for him to finish, gasping from the pain. Fuck, it hurt like hell.

“We’re going to get you to the research center first.” Jungkook said frantically.

I nodded, stumbling to my feet when he tried to lift me up.

“It’s okay...just...get me something to …” But he was already peeling off his shirt, wadding up to press against the bleeding bullet hole .

“Hyung is going to kill Seo Joon.” He said grimly.

For once, I didn’t particularly care.

My mind raced because I hadn’t thought about my father in years.

What did that tyrant want with me now??

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Author’s Note : Me trying to finish all my fics and not lose my mind in the process :’(

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nuitthegoddess · 3 years

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~Luan’s Birth~

Twisted Wonderland future AU fanfic of my OC fan child of Malleus being born. Part 1

*WARNING*

Angst, sad moments, death,

October 15th

The day of birth of a new soon to be ruler of Valley of Thorns.

It was Malleus Draconia’s happiest moment of his life time. He had met someone who he had loved dearly. He never thought after graduating Night Raven College to become king and to be in an arrange marriage for a while. Managing to find love. It was a huge celebration when he and his significant other got married. It was all over the news. The Next big that came out was the queen carrying his child.

When the news started to spread like while fire, The Valley of Thorns people couldn’t wait for months to come!

That day finally arrived,

The Queen’s water broke that made the servants to rush her to a hospital as the order from the king. He went with them along the way to the hospital. To his worry, his significant other wasn’t doing too well. They was struggling to give birth after hours passed. As soon as they finally gave birth to a baby boy. The queen was starting to pass out. Malleus couldn’t tell what was going on but Lilia and the doctor pulled Malleus aside. Malleus told them to do whatever they can to help them...

After hours later, the doctor confirmed came to Malleus and Lilia. Towards them as if he couldn’t look at them directly...He confirms the queen didn’t make it. Malleus felt as if a ton of bricks had hit him. The love of his life was gone...

He asked quickly about the baby. When they told him the baby was healthy. Malleus told them to bring him to him.

The one of the other doctors brought the newborn baby to him. He handed him over to the king gently. The king held the baby carefully to his chest like a delicate feather. He was so small to him like a little ragged doll. It made himself go ill, knowing that this was all he had left from his dearly departed queen. He couldn’t stand looking at the newborn, it made him want to cry knowing this had happened… he gave the baby gently to Lilia by his side.

Later the news was happy about the baby being born but their hearts of Valley of Thorns broke knowing that their queen has died from childbirth. They were joyful of the baby being healthy. But days later of the funeral for their queen was a devastating moment at the kingdom.

They brought the flowers around the kingdom, it was almost as if a garden grew all around the palace.

The baby never got a confirmation about his name. Malleus couldn’t think about it. For a week he was isolated in his private office to work on to signs papers while his servants or guards were helping taking care of the newborn since it’s a king’s responsibility. Today, the servants, Silver or Sebek were having some trouble. He has cried none stopped to the point where they went to Lilia. His lullaby didn’t work on the baby! Lilia thought of an idea to handed the infant over to Silver for the elder faerie to go to Malleus’ office. He began to knock right at his door.

“My king, you’ve been overworking yourself. Please come out we need your help with something.” The long haired raven male said a loud in a calm tone.

Malleus pauses himself to lay his pen next to his paper work on the side of his desk. He sighed to himself, as if knowing what Lilia was going to tell him. He moves himself off his seat to leave his work place to open the door. He sees the familiar guardian that was always by his side standing before him with a smile.

“Hello Lilia, what is it?”

“You’ve been cooped up in there for a long while. You deserve a break for once to be with the baby for at least a half hour. Please. The poor thing hasn’t stopped crying.” Lilia told him, he knows he is still upset over the queen. But he must interact with his own child.

Yes being a king means responsibility, but he can be with his own child for a break. What kind of parent would he if he doesn’t? A terrible one at that.. He took a deep breath. Malleus himself knows that he has to be with his child. “Okay, I’ll try to help. But I must finish up the papers soon.”

Lilia nodded to him with a cheerful smile. “You might as hold it off now.”

Malleus locked the door to close it before leaving. The two wander over into a fairly nice room for a baby to be in with a cradle and some huge basket with baby toys. Gifts from others especially from Kalim.

Malleus stopped to hear, crying echoing in the room. Silver was holding the baby, rocking him for a bit. “Don’t cry anymore. Please.” He mewled a bit, upset with himself that the advice from his father to help this poor child.

“Silver! You’re rocking him too much! He must focus on the rattle!” Sebek snapped at him as he shakes the baby rattle for the baby to distract him from crying anymore. Silver’s eyes looked to Sebek,

“Please calm your voice down or he’ll cry more.” Silver said trying to sound quiet but baby wouldn’t stop whaling.

Lilia giggled for a bit as Malleus looked over to him. “Oh dear, we have a little situation.” Lilia took a few more steps over to the two young men.

Sebek looks back to see the king and Lilia. “Your majesty! You’re here!”

Silver sighed a bit, feeling as if this a terrible situation. But he was relived that they arrived. He handed the wailing baby over to his father who approached ot him. Lilia started to rock him gently,

“Ah you poor little one. There should be no crying in this castle!” He giggled a little he responds. His red eyes glanced to the king. “Just hold him. Maybe he’ll be happier.” He began to walk over to hand over the little baby prince. Malleus carefully holds him around his arms. The baby was still weeping none stop.

Malleus looks over the two guardians, “Have you fed him?”

“The maids have tried to but he would spit it out his bottles or a spoon full of food. I tried to have him have his pacifier but he would spit it out,” Silver explained what happened as he sighed a little, “we thought maybe he needed a diaper change so we changed him. We thought that would solve the problem but apparently not. He would still cry after that. We tried to have my father’s help for assistance. Not even his lullaby would help. The baby didn’t want to listen.”

“I woke Silver up when he fell asleep into the basket of toys.” Sebek said with a hand to his face.

“It was kind of funny,”. Lilia laughed to himself. He looks up to the king. “I thought he maybe ill but he isn’t. So we thought maybe he wanted you.”

Malleus’s green eyes landed down upon to the red faced scrunched up baby who was howling. Trying to remember how he handled Silver was a baby. Rocking the poor baby slowly, gently.

“Please little one. I’m here. What is it that you want?” He kept trying to think of what could possibly made this newborn be this way? They said he was healthy, they changed him, a rare thing for Lilia’s lullabies not to work on him. What could it be?

Was it his fault?

Was it his fault that he didn’t want to look at his own child? It must be it. Guilt strikes in the young king. He was making the dragon king down in ill. All because the loved of his life had such a cruel death. The thought of giving birth to the child you’ve been longing to meet since you’ve wanted a child, and then death takes you away. Not even at least letting them hold the newborn for at least for long...

Why?

Why them?

Before Malleus could get into deeper thought, a tug was pulled by his hair made him snap out of it. It was not a hard tug. His green eyes analyzed the small hand gripping onto his streak of long hair. Green orbs trailed to the baby starring right up at him with teary glittering eyes. Whimpering a bit. He never noticed he had the same green eyes as him. The watery eyes reminded him of little stars for some odd reason.

He wasn’t crying as much but his whimpers were fading. He placed the baby’s head onto his shoulder.

“Oh! He’s not crying anymore!” Lilia said with a grin.

“Thank goodness...” Silver mumbled.

“Hush Silver!” Sebek snapped at Silver.

“Malleus try the rocking chair. Maybe he’ll fall asleep if you’ll sit down.” Lilia insisted.

Malleus walks over to the rocking chair near the baby cradle. Malleus sits down rocking the chair with the baby still whimpering.

“Sing him a lullaby. Maybe with you it’ll work.” Lilia encourages the dragon faerie king.

The king took a deep breathe again, he remembers a lullaby by heart. He used to listen to when he was little from his grandmother or Lilia. An ancient lullaby that used to make children sleep every night. He started to sing the lullaby, hoping the infant would listen to the sweet song. It was soothing song, to anyone’s ears. The baby whimpers faded each time as Malleus was singing to him. His little head started to lay against him like a pillow. His little arms wrapped around his shoulder to grip onto. Lilia was smiling at this perfect picture of Malleus with his child. Sebek was in tears, it was such a precious moment in his life time to see his Young master with his baby. Silver had fallen asleep again as Sebek was holding him and shaking him to wake up. Sebek didn’t want to ruin this beautiful moment as in respect for the king. Malleus hears with his pointy ears the baby was sounding asleep.

Malleus didn’t want to let him go, he would to let this precious baby to stay in his arms forever.

Lilia tip-toed over to the king to whisper, “We should put him to bed now.”

Malleus nodded he slowly, feeling a little upset to let this moment end. But he got up from the chair to set the sleeping baby on his cradle to slumber. Lilia pulls the blanket over onto the boy. They slowly were leaving the room for the baby to have quiet. As soon as everyone walked out from the room. Lilia closed the door gently.

Sebek looks to his king as he started to speak quietly “That was the most beautiful thing I have ever witnessed with you, your majesty. Your lullaby was breathtaking.” Sebek was trying to stay quiet but his sniffles is what made Malleus worried for the baby to hear. Lilia wanted to laugh at Sebek’s reaction but held it and gave him a handkerchief instead to wipe away his tears.

Silver crossed his arms as he speaks to the king, “Malleus, have you thought of name? We never got a confirmation about his name since… You know.” Silver spoke no further in a quiet tone. It did bother him that Malleus never named the baby since he was grieving over the queen’s death. The King had a depression after all, he couldn’t come up with a name. He now thought about it for a moment.

“Hm your right. But I think I know what to call him,” The three looked at him, “The child of mine should be named, Luan.”

“It’s perfect!” Sebek exclaimed happily.

Lilia and Silver hushed him to keep quiet. Lilia’s pointy ears started to hear a little whimpering from the other side of the door as he made a sheepish smile. “Oh dear…” looking at the door.

Malleus quickly goes inside the room to go see the baby whimpering awake. He quickly picks Luan up into his arms.

“My deepest apologizes, your majesty! Forgive me!” Sebek cried.

“Sebek, just stop talking.” Silver said with a hand to his face.

Malleus cradling to look down to small prince. Luan doesn’t seem like he was about to cry. His eyes were closed and he scrunch his noses. He wiggled around in the king’s arms. The king was puzzled at the moment.

“What’s the matter, Luan?”

The baby opened his mouth to let out green flames at his father’s face. His bangs were on fire.

“Your majesty!!” Sebek and Silver both exclaimed as Lilia started to laugh hysterically.

Malleus uses his magic to evaporate the green flames. Although his bangs were crusty, the end of his tips of the hair were crumbled or a little burned out.

“That brought back some nice memories~!” Lilia said reminding himself of the nostalgic memories.

The little Luan stared at Malleus as he started to whine a little almost teary eyed. Malleus shushes him trying to soothing as he kisses the tiny forehead.

“I’m not injured, no need to worry.” Malleus said, uses his arm to hold the baby to push back his burnt bangs. Showing his mark on his forehead. His eyes looked down to Luan’s big green eyes looking right up at him. His baby arms squirmed around to grab Malleus’s hair. He uses his black nail-polished finger to dangle to the baby for him to grab it fully in the little palm of his.

Malleus’s corners of his lips started to rise.

It was the first time that Malleus has made that expression to anyone for a while….

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Authors note:

Ya’ll I should have made this on Father’s day 🥺 Welp I guess. I hope you all enjoyed this AU fanfic! I took time on this write out and edit like crazy bc I wanted it to be good! If you want more let me know so I can more! :D if you have any questions or criticisms! Let me know! I am open to learn!

Please drink some water and eat food! And I hope you have a good/evening/night!

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Riding On

CH25- A Series Of Very Fortunate Events

Summary: It’s Fliss’ birthday and Frank pulls off the surprise of the century.

Warnings: Bad language, Smut (NSFW, 18+)

Pairing: Frank Adler x OFC Fliss Gallagher

Disclaimer: This is a pure work of fiction and classified as 18+. Please respect this and do not read if you are underage. I do not own any characters in this series bar Fliss Gallagher and the other OCs. By reading beyond this point you understand and accept the terms of this disclaimer.

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Chapter 24

I dunno how you do what you do, I'm so in love with you, it just keeps getting better. I wanna spend the rest of my life, with you by my side, for ever and ever. Every little thing that you do, Baby I'm amazed by you

Fliss gave a start of surprise as two hands grabbed her waist and spun her round. She laughed as a pair of bright blue eyes, sparkling with love and mischief, met hers, her hands sliding up their owner’s chest to his shoulders, as a warm palm pressed into her back, fingers splaying over the top of her thin camisole. “Happy birthday, Beautiful.” Frank grinned at her and she beamed back, her nails gently scratching at the nape of his neck, tangling in his short hair as he gently swayed them to the soft music which was playing through the speakers in the kitchen.

“Thank you, Sailor.” She smiled as his lips gently pressed to hers, a chuckle flowing from his mouth as he swayed his hips to the gentle rhythm of Otis Redding’s ‘(Sittin’ On) The Dock Of The Bay’. “You know, I had set my alarm a little bit earlier today ” He informed her, spinning them a little across the floor, “planned a little wakeup call plus breakfast in bed. So imagine my slight frustration when it went off and you were already gone.” “Sorry, but I woke up and,” she shrugged giving him an apologetic look, “you know once I’m awake I’m awake.” “I do.” Frank smirked, his hands on her hips gripped a bit tighter as he swayed his own along to the music. “Guess you’ll just have to wait for that particular present, Cowgirl.” She let out a laugh, the hand on his neck tightening a little in his hair as she pulled his head down to hers. “I love you.” “Love you too.” He whispered, his lips catching hers in a deep kiss, tongues sliding gently against one another before Frank pulled back, his forehead pressed to hers. “Can I at least make you breakfast?” “Sure but don’t you need to be getting ready for work?” “Nope.” He shook his head. “Booked the day off.” “Why?” “Well it’s a Friday and your birthday and I wanted to spend it with you.” He shrugged. “I know you’re working but thought I could finish the shelving and what not in the tack room and then we can get everything ready for the guys coming over.” Fliss beamed. “I’m so excited to show them the yard. I know it’s not fully finished but...” she sighed. “I’m really happy with how it’s turned out.” “And you should be.” Frank smiled, his hips swaying to the music. “You’ve put a lot of hard work in. I’m proud of you, Honey.” “We’ve put a lot of hard work in.” She smiled as he revolves them gently on the spot. “Couldn’t have done it without you and everyone else for that matter, Mum, Dad, Joanne, Steve...” “Well,” Frank grinned as he spun her out slightly, pulling her back into him, her back pressed to his chest, her giggle vibrating slightly into his body, “tonight we can fire up the grill as planned, thank everyone properly and have a few drinks to celebrate.” “Sounds good.” She sighed as his lips brushed her neck. “My last lesson finishes at two, I cut them early for the day.” “Perfect.” Frank gently nipped at her skin, his hands splaying over her belly, pulling her back into him. “And just think, this is your last birthday as a Gallagher. You’ll be Mrs. Adler next year.” “Two months.” She rolled her head to the side, allowing Frank to nuzzle into her even more. “I can’t wait.” “Me neither, Baby.” He whispered, his mouth now on her jawline. Eventually his lips found hers and he kissed her again, her head laying back against his shoulder as his right hand started trailing down further, and further, and his fingers had just worked their way into the waistband of her sleep shorts when a soft little whimper, followed by a louder garbled chatter chimed out from the baby monitor. Frank gave a groan, his head sagging forward and his hand moving back up to Fliss hip as she laughed a little, tilting her head to look at the screen where Alex was now pulling himself to a stand using the bars on his crib as leverage. “Cock block.” Frank grumbled as he shot the monitor a look and Fliss stepped out of his embrace, turning to face him. “I’ll go get him, you can start my birthday breakfast.” She smiled, standing on her tip toes to give him a gentle peck. As she padded out of the room, Frank watched her go, eyes firmly trained on her pert ass before he smirked to himself and turned to gather the ingredients for the waffles Fliss had shown him how to make. As he spooned out the flour into the bowl he heard Fliss greeting Alex good morning and their ten month old giving a garbled little response followed by a happy giggle, the one he always gave when he saw Fliss. “Momma’s boy.” Frank scoffed, picking up the baby monitor and pressing the intercom button alongside it. He heard Fliss laugh as she turned to the monitor, sticking her tongue out at the screen, knowing full well he could see and he chuckled, turning back to his task in hand. By the time she appeared after changing Alex’s diaper, Mary had surfaced, Fred hot on her heels, and the kitchen was full of the smell of waffles which sizzled away on the iron. Mary shot over to Fliss, wishing her a happy birthday before she placed Alex in his chair and Frank stepped over to give his son a kiss good morning. He smiled as Alex wound his small hands into his beard, giving a tug before he gently scruffed against the baby’s cheek causing him to shriek in delight. “Think I might try his cup again today.” Fliss pondered for a moment. “He didn’t want his milk after breakfast yesterday as he was full so Mum suggested offering it him alongside, he might be a bit more inclined to take it if he’s doing it himself, what do you think?” “Go for it.” Frank nodded, straightening up. “Don’t worry about it too much though, sweetheart. Mary dropped her morning bottle completely round the time she was his age. He’ll let us know if he’s hungry.” Satisfied with her choice, Fliss sliced up an apple and placed it down on Alex’s tray along with half a lightly toasted piece of bread and a sipping cup half full of formula. Alex immediately went for the apple, jamming it into his mouth making appreciative noises as Frank served their own breakfast of waffles, fruit and syrup up, handing a small piece of waffle to Alex. The baby paused, taking it with a cooing noise and proceeded to look from one hand to the other. “What’s it gonna be, pal?” Frank asked. “It’s a big decision. Apple or waffle?” “Bet you five bucks he goes for the waffle.” Mary grinned and Frank wrinkled his nose. “I dunno, he likes his apples.” “Yeah but waffles are much better.” Mary’s voice was muffled as she shoved a huge fork full into her own mouth and Fliss watched as Alex continued to ponder. In the end he raised both his hands to his mouth, attempting to shove the two items in at the same time. Fliss laughed and gently went to help him out, but no sooner had she done that, Alex had already realised it wasn’t going to work. His fingers still curled round precious apple slice, he dropped the hand holding it to his tray, using the other to shove the waffle piece straight into his mouth, chewing contentedly. “Told ya.” Mary smirked. The kitchen was full of laughter as they ate, and when they had finished and cleared the dishes, Frank and Mary disappeared upstairs coming back with a few gifts held in their arms. Fliss grinned as she took the one Mary handed her first. “That’s from me and Alex.” She nodded as Fliss kissed her cheek and tore off the sparkly blue wrapping paper, her smile growing even bigger as she saw the box which contained a radio mic along with ear pieces. “You said your old one was crap.” Mary grinned, ignoring the pointed look Frank shot at her for her use of the word. Fliss laughed. “Yeah it’s seen better days, everyone says I sound like a Dalek.” “A what?” Mary frowned. “Oh they’re an alien thing from a TV show called ‘Doctor Who’, they talk like broken robots.” Fliss waved her hand. “But this is great. Thank you!” “It’s fully charged and tested.” Mary grinned. “Dad had it on the other night in the garage fixing me a blow by blow description of how he was varnishing the boat. I stopped listening. “No wonder it’s taking you so long to finish.” Fliss smirked at him and Frank arched his brows. “The reason it’s taking me so long is because every spare moment I’ve had recently you’ve put me to work at the yard either building shelving units or painting.” He folded his arms. “You know, I could charge you a fortune.” “I pay you in other ways.” She winked and a Frank snorted as she reached for a smaller wrapped gift. She tore off the wrapper and Frank held his breath a little as she looked at the white leather box emblazoned with the logo of a company he knew she’d recognise. “Did you...” her eyes instantly misted over and Frank nodded as she opened the box with shaking hands. He watched as she studied the item inside before she picked it out to examine it in closer detail. It was a bracelet made out of the hair from Heidi’s tail, wound into a thick, chunky braid, the different shades of chestnut and dark brown perfectly woven together. The claw clasp was silver and there was a small silver horse shoe and heart shaped charms hanging from it, the latter engraved with the words ‘forever in my heart’. “Frank,” she stuttered and he gave her a smile. “You were talking about getting one, did I get the right style?” “Yeah.” She swallowed. “Oh, Sailor it’s perfect.” She leaned over and pressed a kiss to his lips, giving a little sniff as she pulled back. “Can you...?” She handed it to him and then held out her left hand arm and Frank opened the clasp, fastening it around her wrist. She looked at it for a moment before she smiled and wiped her eyes. With a little cough, Fliss cleared her throat as she reached for the final box which was a little bigger and when she opened that one she gave an excited shriek. “You got me a Pivo? How? These are like out of stock constantly!” Her hands trailed the box and she grinned, looking at Frank. “Lucky try.” He shrugged as Fliss opened the box to look at the starter pack. Not for the first time she was overcome with just how much Frank actually listened to the throwaway comments she made. She’d talked about getting one of the smart tracking systems you linked up to your phone for a while, it would make filming her videos for sales and the online blogging and tutorials that she had recently launched on the website so much easier. “Thank you, you’ve spoilt me.” Fliss beamed at Mary and Frank, before she turned to Alex to give him a kiss, and Frank glanced at Mary giving her a wink, both of them fully aware that the gift that was arriving later that afternoon was going to blow her mind.

***** Frank spent most of the morning putting up the shelves as promised, hanging the doors and whatever else he needed to do, whilst Alex was happily entertaining himself in his little pack and play, the air-con in the new large room a godsend as it gave some well needed relief from the sweltering late July heat. Bill and Verity arrived at midday with lunch from their favourite sandwich deli. Fliss beamed when she opened her gift from her parents which was a tripod for her new Pivo plus a year’s subscription to a new editing software app for her MacBook and iPhone. Once they had eaten, Verity offered to take Alex back to the house for his nap, leaving Bill and Frank free to head down to check that the new perimeter fencing had been done properly whilst Fliss carried on with her day's schedule, this time her, Joanne and Mary setting up the Pivo to film a little VLog for their YouTube channel that was linked to the stables. Then at just before two, Frank got the call he’d been waiting for, his big surprise was half an hour away. “I’m a little nervous.” Frank admitted as he and Bill walked back to the yard. “I mean, if she doesn’t like the damned thing when it arrives, I can’t exactly return it.” “Trust me, she’ll love her.” Bill shook his head. “If nothing but because it’s connected to Heidi and it’s something for her to start work with from the ground up. It’s what she’s always loved to do, and she does it well. As this all proves.” Bill waved his hand in the air, gesturing around the land and the various horses as Frank nodded. “Guess we’ll find out soon enough.” He was on edge for the next fifteen or so minutes as he tried to concentrate on a little more painting, but then they heard the rumble of tyres as the truck pulling the transporter trailer wound slowly up the drive. Bill looked at Frank with a grin before he pulled out his phone, no doubt to message Verity, and Frank glanced over to see Fliss had straightened up from where she had been leaning over the laptop at her desk and frowned, her head tipping to one side as she glanced out of the window which overlooked the entrance. “Joanne?” She called and the girl appeared. “Did we book a new client in today that I forgot?” “Nope.” Joanne shook her head. “Who the hell is this then?” Fliss’ frown deepened as she turned and headed out of the room, Frank following with a very excited Mary. As they walked into the courtyard, Frank watched Fliss speaking to the driver as he opened the door and hopped out. He saw the shock register on her face and a small smile played on his own as she stood stock still, blinking at the man who handed her an envelope. With a frown she took it, turning to Frank who merely gave her a puzzled shrug, before she tore open the envelope and her eyes scanned the message inside which Frank had asked them to prepare. There was a delicious moment where Frank saw Fliss’ face washed blank with confusion, like her brain cogs couldn't turn fast enough to take in the information from her wide eyes. Every muscle of her body just froze before a grin crept onto her face, it soon stretched from one side to the other showing every single tooth. This time when she looked at Frank, he smiled back, and she shook her head her own smile not faltering. “You did this?” She managed to stutter out as Bill chuckled, walking to the back of the large transporter to help the man with the ramp. “Well, I had help but yeah, I’ll take the credit for it being my idea.” He wrinkled his nose as Fliss gave a shriek and launched herself at him. Laughing he caught her as her legs wrapped around his waist and she pressed a kiss to his lips. “Thank you. Thank you so much.” She whispered. “But how did you even know I’d been looking at her? I never-“ “Mary.” Frank said simply as her hands slid to cup his face. “You should know by now she never misses a thing.” “Hey, Titch, you gonna let go of Frankie boy for long enough to come meet her or what?” Bill called, and Mary nodded. “Yeah, hurry up Mom, I wanna see her!” Giving him another quick kiss, Fliss moved and Frank dropped her to the floor. She turned, sweeping Mary into a huge hug before she took her hand as they walked to the back of the trailer as the beautiful bay horse was led off. Amazement didn’t quite cover what Fliss was feeling at that point in time as she stood rooted to the spot, observing the animal who stood up tall and glanced round, snorting loudly at the strange surroundings. It was a cacophony of emotions all firing at once and the smile Fliss was displaying on the outside sure as hell couldn't have adequately reflected what she felt inside; like every neurone of her brain was trying to fire in both directions at once - the best kind of paralysis. Simply put, the animal was beautiful. Sleek dark bay with unblemished limbs, two white socks on the hind legs and a blaze very similar to Heidi’s down her dark face. Her mane and tail were shiny black, and whilst the animal had little muscle definition, Fliss new that was down to the fact she hadn’t ever been ridden before having been used as an attempted brood animal. It was clear she had been looked after and cared for as the mare had a sweet eye, it wasn’t looking at anyone suspiciously or worriedly, simply curiously as she spun quickly on the spot, giving a shout which was answered by Cap in the barn, Fliss knew his whinny off by heart. As Cleo turned her pretty head, she glanced straight at Fliss who took a deep breath as shiny, bright brown eyes gazed back at her. At that the horse gave a soft little nicker and there was an explosion in Fliss’ brain... the good sort... the buzz of electricity she had felt when she’d been to view Heidi for the first time. As dramatic as it may have been to admit this out loud, to her it was the calling card of adventure, of paths awaiting both their feet that they could enjoy together. Whatever was ahead could be a great challenge, and there would undoubtedly be tears and frustration, many hours of patience and hard work as there was to be expected with any horse you were backing and teaching from the start, but it was Fliss’ adventure to take. With a gentle breath she stepped forward slowly, towards her new animal and held her hand out, palm up, offering the horse a sniff. “Hey, Cleo.” Fliss spoke gently as her other hand ever so quietly moved to scratch the horse on the wither. “Hi, how you doing, girl?” Frank watched and let the happiness Fliss was exuding soak right into his bones. He felt a hand on his shoulder and he turned to smile at Verity who juggled Alex in her arms as she stood by his side. “You do realise that if you weren’t already, you’ve effectively just become a horse widow before you even get married, right? Backing a horse is gonna take a lot of her time and become an obsession.” She grinned as Frank offered to take his son from her and she obliged. Frank gently turned him and held him to his chest, facing outwards so he could see what was going on.

“I don’t much care.” Frank chuckled as he watched Mary extend her hand out to pat Cleo as the animal rubbed her head against Fliss who reached up to wipe the tears of joy from her eyes. “Look how happy she is.” He took a deep breath, her happiness was infectious and Frank was simply savouring the feeling of sheer pleasure in his system at seeing his girl so full of joy because of something he’d managed to pull off. Simply put, he wanted to still be able to make her feel like that when they were old. Half an hour later the horse in question had been given a quick feed and a drink of water and left to settle in a spare stable. Fliss had then been given a blow by blow account of what Frank, Mary and Bill had dubbed ‘Operation Cleopatra-Comin’ At Ya’ and she thanked them all, once more getting emotional over how much thought and effort had gone into everything so far. Eventually, once Cleo had been turned out into a field with Monty for the evening, they all made their way back to the house, showered and changed ready for the BBQ they were hosting later, Bill and V taking up residence in the guest suite for the night. Frank was already in the kitchen, dressed in jeans and a blue and white checked button down, sleeves rolled up, when Fliss walked in wearing a pale blue sun dress which accentuated her waist and boobs, much to his delight, her Cowboy boots completing the look.

Their friends arrived and there were more gifts exchanged before drinks started to flow and they then made their way to the yard so Fliss could show their friends around. She laughed as she saw that Bill had jokingly put a ribbon over the gate for Fliss to cut, which she did to a few cheers and some sarcastic comments from her brother, one of which earned him a slap round the back of the head from Verity. Frank watched as she showed everyone around, Jake taking particular interest in the state of the art security system that was installed as he said it was similar to the one he was looking at for Lisa’s cake shop. The pride was simply flowing out of Fliss as she talked and explained everything, and Frank loved to see it. A few hours later, it was dark and their back yard was lit up by the various strings of lights and lamps dotted all around, which Frank fake-grumpily liked to point out made their garden look like a Fairy’s grotto. The air was full of chatter, light music and laughter as everyone milled around in the way they always do at parties. After more drinks and the food had been eaten, Fliss said she was going to head up to check on Cleo and Frank hastily offered to go with her, not least because he didn’t want her going alone, but because he wanted to snatch a moment alone for the pair of them. It was a beautiful, clear night. Peaceful and quiet bar the sounds of crickets. The horses, who were in the fields happily settled, all raised their heads as they passed, Cap trotting over to the fence line to greet them. Frank gave him a quick stroke on the nose before they moved down to the next paddock and Fliss ducked under the electric fencing and strode over to check Cleo. Satisfied that nothing was amiss she came back, a smile on her face and they set off back down the path, her hand linked in his. “Thank you.” She broke the comfortable silence a moment or so later.

“What for?” Frank glanced down at her and she let out a contented sigh.

“Everything today. And everything everyday.” She said, her voice laced with happiness. “All my gifts, it just shows how much you actually listen to me...”

“What you mean is I don’t ignore you deliberately as you accuse me of doing?” Frank shot back and Fliss snorted.

“If anything this proves it is deliberate when you do something I don’t like.” She looked at him and he chuckled before shook her head. “I still can’t believe you managed to get a horse here from England.”

“Yeah and basically empties half our savings.” He snorted and she shrugged.

“She’s worth it. I’m impressed, Francis.”

"Well like I said, I had a little help, it was a family affair.”

“I know and I love that Mum and Dad and Steve all chipped in but still, it was your idea.” She smiled. “It’s so thoughtful.”

“Well, you spend enough time thinking about everyone else, making sure we’re all happy,” Frank shrugged, the pleasure lancing through his system at her happiness made him in turn feel contend. “I thought it was time you got something back.”

“You make me happy every day.” Fliss shrugged. “And I’m not saying that just to be sentimental either. It’s a fact. And you know what else is a fact?”

“What?”

“That you’ve now imported as many horses into this county as I have.”

“Guess that makes me the Cowboy to your Cowgirl.” He nodded seriously as they stopped at the end of the path by the large open fronted barn just off the main yard area.

“Yeah? Is there a snake in your boots?”

“There’s one in my pants.” Frank grinned, and she laughed.

“Is it dangerous?”

“No, but it spits.”

“Frank!” She scoffed, elbowing him in the side as he laughed, looping his arm round her shoulder, pressing a kiss to her head as he pulled her back into him, his chest flush to her back. “Wanna fuck in the haybarn?” His voice was deep and soft in her ear as his lips dropped to the side of her neck, large hands curling softly over the curve of her hip, the cotton of her dress bunched in his fingers. Her entire body erupted into goose bumps and her belly was in knots, but still it was there, that overwhelming sense of comfort and familiarity that enabled her to laugh softly as she tilted her head to the side to look at him. “Only taken you what? Like three years to suggest that?” "So I'm a little slow.” Frank chuckled as she turned to face him, her hands sliding up his chest. “Well,” she smirked up at him, eyes flashing in the moonlight, “better turn up the speed because they’ll be wondering where we are.” “Fuck ‘em.” Frank shrugged, but still he wasted no time as he hurriedly backed Fliss into the haybarn, the two falling into a pile of it with a giggle. His large hands hiked up the sides of her dress, exposing her panty covered mound as his lips latched to hers in a deep and tantalizing dance. Thick fingers, soft and rough in their own way, played at the hemline of her panties just at the apex of her thighs, a thumb pressing into her clit just over the fabric. As his mouth moved from hers to her jawline, the scruff of his beard giving her that delectable burn she loved so much, a needy rumble vibrated from her throat and chest, Fliss enjoying every bit of pressure Frank offered. Then, a cool breeze touched her wet opening as she realized Frank had moved her panties to the side, an elicit sound escaping her lips as he slipped two fingers inside her. "You know today, I remember thinking that your laugh was the prettiest sound in the world.” Frank’s breath was hot on her ear as his teeth nipped at her neck. “I was wrong, it's your moans." Fliss choked a little on another groan as his fingers curled against her spot, over and over, in a beckoning motion, as if he was motioning her towards him. The heel of his palm pressed up against her clit and she pushed her hips down, rotating them a little as she sought out the friction of his strong but gentle touch. “That what you want?” Frank’s voice was husky, his mouth hovering over hers as she gave a wanton mewl, his hand keeping the same steady pace, forcing her to up his. “You wanna cum on my fingers, huh?” “Yeah, God, Frank...” a hoarse murmur slipped from her lips as her eyes flickered shut, head tipping back in pleasure. “Jesus, that feels good!” “I got something that’ll feel even better.” He quipped in a low, rough tone that was almost a growl and a grin spread across Fliss’ lips as he slanted his mouth over hers, swallowing the noise of protest she made as he removed fingers from inside her, kneeling up, both his hands flying to his belt buckle. Fliss sat up, wriggling her panties down her legs and over her boots. With a cheeky flick of her eyebrow she tossed them straight at him. Possessing reflexes Fred would be proud of, Frank caught them in his left hand and held them to his face, his eyes locked on hers as he pressed his nose into them, inhaling deeply. “You’re a dirty, little shit, Adler.” She let out a naughty sounding chuckle as Frank stuffed her panties into his back pocket. “Yeah, and you’re filthy, goddamned minx, Gallagher.” He quipped back, and a matter of seconds later he had his jeans and boxers down over his slim hips. Falling back over her, his mouth pressed back to hers again and he gave a hiss through his teeth as she reached down and grabbed him in her hand. Her fingers curled around his shaft and she gave him a few, quick strokes, before she guided him to where she wanted him. Slowly he pushed into her, the pair of them letting out a shuddered breath before his hips began to move quickly back and forth with fast, shallow thrusts and Frank reached down, large fingers curling over her thigh, hooking her leg up round his waist. His hand moved upwards, bunching the hem of her dress up, stopping as he grabbed at her hip, his other palm flat on the rough, coarse hay bale that they were propped up against. His lips crashed to hers in a desperate, needy kiss. His tongue traced the inside of her mouth as her hands tangled in his hair and she let out a little whimper, tipping her hips up to meet his as his thrusts grew deeper, more powerful, his pace still equally as fast as he drove her nearer and nearer to her high, a broken groan rumbling from his chest as he felt her walls tightening down around him. Fliss’ chest hitched, and her eyes closed momentarily, her mouth falling open as she croaked his name repeatedly, almost in time with his thrusts, a mantra as he watched her face which was contorted in pleasure. “Feels so good, don’t stop.” She mumbled, her hands tangling in his hair as her eyes opened. His forehead pressed to hers, a sheen of sweat covering both their red faces as his hips snapped back and forth, simple, fast ruts. Fliss could feel him, deep inside her, and soon that familiar heat and tingling began to burn between her legs and in the bottom of her belly. Her breathing quickened and then the waves of pleasure washed over her, her back arching as she gave a loud cry her nails digging into his scalp. Frank continued thrusting through her orgasm, and it didn’t take him long to catch up with her. “Fuck, Lissy...” his words cut off and a broken whimper slipped from his mouth as he came with a final deep thrust, his fingers tightening around her waist before he collapsed forward, burying his head against her neck. Fliss could feel herself pulsing around him, the aftershocks of her orgasm still coursing through her body, her walls contracting every so often as they lay still, his dick still twitching inside of her. Leaving a soft kiss to the spot under her neck, Frank pushed himself up and brushed his nose against hers, giving her a soft kiss as she gave a hum of satisfaction, the fingers of one hand gently stroking the nape of his neck, the other brushing up and down his bicep. “We should get back.” She whispered. “We’ve been gone half an hour.” Frank gave a groan but nodded and moved gently away, pulling out of her. He stood up, held his hand out and helped her to her feet, tugging her into him, large hands cupping her face. He kissed her again, deeply and she smiled as he pressed his forehead to hers. “Love you.” His lips pecked hers again, and she chuckled, giving him another kiss. “Love you too.” She beamed, stepping back to sort her hair out. Frank pulled his boxers and jeans up, brushing the remnants of forage and dust off his thighs and shirt before Fliss turned round and he did the same to her, plucking away a few strands of straw and hay that had become tangled in her auburn locks. “Am I presentable?” She asked and Frank nodded. “The evidence of our crime is eradicated.” He nodded, giving her a little smirk before he jerked his head towards the outside. “Erm, you’re forgetting something.” Fliss stopped him. “What?” “My knickers.” She held her hand out, palm opened and Frank gave a teasing frown. “Oh, do I have those?” He asked and she rolled her eyes, his hand falling to her hip. “Yes, so gimme.” Her fingers curled into her palm and back out in a demanding gesture and Frank shrugged. “You threw 'em away, so I think I’ll keep 'em.” “Frank, I can’t go back with nothing on underneath this!” She gestured to the floaty skirt of her knee length sundress and Frank shook his head. “Just don’t bend over and we’re good.” He looked at her with that maddening, cheeky smile, holding out his hand. “Such an asshole.” She scoffed, taking his hand and allowing him to lead her out of the barn.

As they walked, she squirmed a little, feeling his release beginning to trickle down her leg and Frank looked at her, a knowing smug expression on his face and she glared at him. “I’m going straight upstairs to clean up.” She grumbled and he laughed, letting go of her hand so he could loop and arm round her shoulders. ��That would be rude considering we have guests.” He teased, pulling her close he pressed a kiss to her head as her own arm slipped round his waist, a smile on her face, the sounds of laughter and chatter from their guests drifting to their ears as they neared the farm house. They walked into the back yard through the gates and Fliss smiled at Mary who came running over. “Was she okay?” “Yup, settled in the field with Monty and eating away. He’s a good babysitter.” “That’s so cool!” “Where’s Alex?” Frank asked and Mary looked at him. “Poppa Bill has him.” She said, and Frank glanced around to see the man in question did indeed have their son in his arms, the baby grabbing at his short, grey hair letting out squeals as Bill pretended to bite his little neck. “Hey Mom, are we still going in the pool? Joel and Charlie are exited for night swimming!” “Yeah, in fact I’ll go in and get changed right away.” Fliss smiled, shooting a smug glance at Frank as she has been unwittingly handed a perfect excuse to go and clean up. “Cool!” Mary shot off, passing Bill as he walked over towards them. “Hey Dad!” Fliss smiled, “I’ll be right back, the kids want to go swimming so...” “Yeah okay.” He smiled, handing Alex over to his dad who pressed a kiss to his chubby cheeks. “Oh, Titch?” “Hmm?” She spun round to face him and Bill looked at her then to Frank and back again, his eyebrow raised. “Might wanna pull that hay out of your hair too before you come back down.” Fliss felt her cheeks heat up and her hands hastily moved to the back of her head, pulling a few long strands from her ponytail. She threw an accusatory glance at Frank who simply shrugged. “Guess I missed a bit.” He replied innocently, although he was anything but. He knew full well they were there, but there was that naughty, smug little shit inside of him that had wanted everyone to know they’d just been for a roll in the hay, quite literally. It appealed to his macho, alpha-male masculinity. “Dick.” Fliss scoffed, and as she headed inside his laughter accompanied by her dad’s exasperated chuckle hit her ears.

**** Chapter 26

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May I? - 26/?

Fic Summary: Ensign Faith Diaz struggles to hide her mental illness from her fellow shipmates aboard the Enterprise until an intrigued Data goes out of his way to try to understand her behavior. At his insistence, Faith tries to figure out what she’s truly passionate about and eventually seeks the professional help she needs. Fic Masterpost.

Fic Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Data/Female OC

Warnings: tw: depression, tw: anxiety, fluff, friends to lovers, eventual smut

Screenshot courtesy of @geekygwen

Faith hadn’t realized how much her duties had weighed on her until Data asked her to take shore leave. She knew that he wouldn’t have broached the subject if he wasn’t concerned. She had tried to throw herself more into her work. Geordi and Captain Picard believed she was capable enough to handle the responsibilities that came with her promotion to lieutenant, and she didn’t want to disappoint them.

Without realizing it, she had thrown herself completely into her work without thinking of anything else. Foolishly, she thought if she could just push through the exhaustion and anxiety, it would all get better. She had been wrong.

It didn’t help that the idea of taking a break and leaving the ship behind sent her into a nervous spiral.

After weeks of this behavior, Data had walked her to sickbay himself, where she was given a full physical by Dr. Crusher. The results were unsurprising: exhaustion. True, literal, physical exhaustion.

She was immediately put on leave and ordered to rest.

It was only then that she agreed to take a vacation. Data put in their official shore leave requests that same day. Commander Riker approved it within the hour, stating, “What took you so damn long?”

Now that the time had come, Faith found herself just as nervous as she was before. But she was determined to work through it, to take the advice from her doctor, counselor, and boyfriend. So, she had to let her anxieties go and prepare for the first vacation she'd had in years.

Data had offered to plan their time away and she let him, not only because she had no clue where to start, but because she knew he enjoyed making plans for them.

“Are you at least feeling some excitement?” Deanna asked during Faith’s therapy.

Given Faith’s current mental state, they had upped their number of sessions to twice a week. She currently sat in Deanna’s office, foot nervously bouncing. Per her request, Deanna had agreed to see her the day of their departure for one final pep talk.

“I’ve been trying really hard. It’s been difficult,” Faith said. “I know Data is looking forward to it and I don’t want to ruin his fun like I ruined his romantic date a few weeks ago.”

“Faith, I don’t believe you ruined anything. Considering that evening led to some very powerful confessions from the both of you.”

Faith smiled softly, remembering the way Data had told her he loved her. They had repeated the words to each other several times since it happened, and each time made her just as warm and elated as the first.

“I still have a hard time believing it myself,” she said.

Deanna smiled back. “I don’t. It was obvious that the feelings between you two were progressing. I always felt as though Data had some emotional capabilities long before his first angry outburst. As an outsider, it’s been wonderful to watch your relationship develop and to see the love growing between you two shared out in the open.”

“Thank you, Counselor.”

“Are you still uneasy discussing the intimate nature of your relationship?” Deanna asked. “Not that I want to pry. I just want you to know that should you wish to discuss those particular feelings, I am a professional and ready to listen.”

Faith smirked. “Sure that’s the counselor part of you talking or the friend part of you?”

Deanna giggled. “A little of both.”

Faith could feel her cheeks flush at the thought of her sexual relationship with Data. “All I will say is, his flawless precision and attention to detail translate very well into the bedroom.”

Deanna’s grin widened even though Faith could tell she was trying to keep her composure and demeanor professional. “Well, I am happy to hear that you feel comfortable enough with me to share such information.”

“After our vacation, let’s have a girls' night with Beverly and I’ll share more. Sound good?”

“I’ll hold you to that! So if there’s nothing else you wish to talk about, it is my duty as your counselor and superior officer to order you to enjoy your shore leave. Leave your problems behind. And enjoy much-needed alone time with your love.”

“I’ll try.”

Deanna gave her a big hug before she left. “You’ll do great. Just focus on a certain android’s attention to detail.”

That made Faith laugh and she hugged Deanna back. “Will do.”

On her way back to her quarters, Faith couldn’t help but stop by Engineering. She hadn’t been there in a few days and it was instinct to make sure everything was set before she let. Deep down, what she truly wanted to do was see if Geordi was somehow annoyed with her for not being on duty. The fear of disappointing authority figures in her life was as strong as ever. But she was working on it.

When she arrived, Geordi was as busy as always but paused when he saw her. “Diaz, what are you doing here?”

“I just wanted to stop by and see if you needed anything.”

“Shouldn’t you be getting ready to take your shore leave?”

Faith felt embarrassed for feeling like she needed reassurance from someone who was pretty much the same age as she was. “Well, yeah but, I still have some time. If there’s something you need me to take care of before I go…”

Geordi chuckled. “Everything is under control, Faith,” he assured her before she could continue babbling.

“Oh, okay. Great. Good. Sorry. I know I haven’t been my best lately. I just figured I’d offer my help just in case.”

Geordi studied her for a moment before putting his PADD down and giving her his full attention. “Faith,” he said, his voice in a soft yet serious tone. “You don’t have anything to worry about. I’m not doing to demote you because you need a break.”

A weight she hadn’t realized she carried lifted slightly and she realized how foolish she was being. “No, I know that. I didn’t think you would. At least, I hoped you wouldn’t.”

“Everyone needs a break from time to time,” Geordi said. “I’m taking my leave when you come back. No one can be ‘on’ all the time. I don’t expect it for myself nor the people I command. You’ve done exceptional work and have earned your title. Please don’t work yourself to death on my or anyone else’s account. You’ve more than earned your time off. Go. Enjoy it.”

Faith hesitated. “Are you sure?” she couldn’t help but ask.

Geordi laughed and placed his hands on her shoulders so he could look at her directly. “Diaz, go on vacation. That’s an order.”

With that, her turned her around and gave her a light shove towards the turbo-lift. Getting the message loud and clear, Faith allowed the movement and followed through. When she returned to her and Data’s quarters, the android was waiting patiently.

“Ah, Faith, there you are. We should be arriving at Tridas 6S in one hour. Are you prepared for our departure?”

“As prepared as I’ll ever be.”

She had already packed and repacked their belongings. Thankfully with replicators available at their destination they didn’t need to pack much. Spot had been fed and Barclay would be looking after her for the length of their vacation. With nothing left to do, she took a seat on the sofa and began her breathing exercises.

Data sat with her. “I believe once we are at the hotel, you will feel much better. I have chosen a location that offers isolation for those who desire, yet still has amenities for us to partake.”

The idea of peace and quiet with Data did make her feel better. “That sounds nice,” she said.

“I hope you will enjoy yourself.”

“I’ll try. I really will.”

“I will be with you the entire time.”

Wrapping her arms around him, she crawled into his lap and rested her head against his shoulder. “I don’t know what I would do without you.”

“I could list suggestions but I do not believe that is what you desire.”

Faith laughed. “No, no it’s not. I just wanted to let you know how much you’re appreciated.”

“Thank you. Would you like to rest here until it is time to go?”

“I would like that very much.”

They stayed snuggled together on the sofa until they were alerted to the ship’s arrival. Data and Faith weren’t the only ones disembarking. Others were taking shore leave on the planet, though Data and Faith were vacationing on a less busy side.

Before she knew it, she and Data were called to the transporter for their departure. Data took their bag in one hand and held Faith’s hand with the other. She clutched it tightly, giving herself an internal pep talk before they left their quarters.

Along the route, they ran into Captain Picard and Commander Riker.

“Ah, Data, Ms. Diaz,” Picard said. “On your way to Tridas?”

“That is correct,” Data said. “We will be vacationing at the Triple Seashore Cabins, off the coast of Sunterre Isles.”

“A nice quiet romantic spot,” Riker said with a knowing smirk. “Perfect place to be alone.”

Picard raised his eyebrow in amusement but let the comment slide. “I hope you both enjoy your well-deserved shore leave,” he said.

“Thank you, Captain,” Data said. “Is there anything you require before we leave?”

“No, not at all. Have a good time.”

Faith offered a smile and a nod. She didn’t say anything, not trusting herself to speak after her babbling incident in Engineering. Truth be told, she was plagued with nausea from her anxiety, her stomach rolling with each step towards the transporter room.

Chief O’Brien stood at the controls and smiled at them as they entered. “Coordinates have been entered and the transporter pad is ready when you are, Commander.”

“Thank you, Chief.”

O’Brien looked over at Faith. “You alright, Diaz?”

She took a deep breath. “Yeah, yeah I’ll be fine.”

“I remember my first time taking shore leave after a promotion. Trust me, a lot of us have felt the way you’re feeling now.”

In the past, she would have felt like he was just trying to be nice. But her work with Counselor Troi had made her come to understand that many people did in fact feel the way she did and she appreciated his attempt to calm her nerves. “Thanks, Chief. It really is hard to tear yourself away from work, isn’t it?”

“Enjoy it,” O’Brien said with a reassuring nod. “Should be a smooth transport. Nothing to worry about. I’ll drop you right in the lobby of the hotel.”

Faith nodded and followed Data onto the transporter. With his strong hand in hers and smile, some of her anxiety wane.

“Energize,” she said.

She felt the tug of the transporter and the next thing she knew, there were standing in the small lobby of a comfortable-looking building. While the architecture was alien, the warm colors reminded her of many of the places she had been to on Earth. The knot of emotion in her stomach was still there but she was able to let out a slow exhale.

“You are doing quite well,” Data assured her, leading her to one of the many kiosks that stood off to the side. “Let us check-in and settle into our cabin. We are here for seven days. We can take our time.”

“Thank you for your patience,” Faith said. “And for planning all this.”

“You are welcome.”

Data checked them in and the two of them followed the floor markers through the hotel and out one of the back doors. When Faith saw the view, it took her breath away.

While she had done her research on the planet and where they would be staying, it hadn’t prepared her for the stunning ocean view. The building they had left sat atop a hill, which overlooked three distinct shores and stretches of white sandy beaches. His program on the holodeck was nothing compared to the real thing. The smell of saltwater invaded her nostrils and a warm breeze ruffled her hair. Her whole body relaxed as the sun, real sun, hit her face. Actually, there were two suns when she managed to glance up with her eyes shielded.

Data noticed the change immediately. “I was hoping a tropical setting would act as a reminder of where your family came from. I know you expressed the desire to return there at some point. As we are far from Earth, I thought this would be a close alternative.”

“Data, it’s perfect.”

She slipped her arm around his waist as he slipped his around her shoulders. Together they walked for some time until they found the cabin that would be their home for the next two weeks.

After spending so much time on the ship, listening to the hum of Engineering and conversations of her fellow crewmates, Faith appreciated the crashing waves.

Their cabin was a small wooden building, surrounded by numerous kinds of vegetation and a deck that jutted out towards the shore. The ocean was only a few feet away and Faith imagined when the tide came in, the water could easily reach the steps.

“Do you like it?” Data asked as they walked up onto the deck.

“I love it.” She leaned on the railing, unable to stop staring at the gorgeous view.

Data placed their suitcase inside before coming to stand with her. He took her hand and they admired the stretch of beach before them.

“What do you wish to do first?” he asked. “Are you hungry? You did not eat much at breakfast.”

“I just want to stand here and watch the waves with you.”

Data smiled softly and remained where he was, holding Faith’s hand as they admired the view. That only lasted a few minutes because then Faith’s stomach rumbled, making her chuckle.

“I guess you were right. I am hungry. Where’s a place to get a meal around here?”

“We do not have to leave the cabin. There is a replicator inside. What would you like?”

“How about a picnic? We can spread a blanket out on the sand.”

“If you wish.”

As he went to gather what they would need, Faith kicked out of her shoes and stepped onto the white sand. It was warm and pliable underneath her feet as she walked towards the water’s edge. She closed her eyes and surrendered to the sensations.

She hadn’t realized how much she missed being near the ocean until that moment. It had been far too many years since she found herself on a real beach.

Behind her, Data’s footsteps approached. She turned to find him carrying a picnic basket with a blanket tucked under his arm. Together they laid out the blanket and Faith made herself comfortable while Data unpacked their food.

She recognized many of her favorites, snacks that she tended to eat when she didn’t want to have a full meal. Berries, cheese, crackers, assorted nuts, and a thermos filled with a smoothie that seemed to be made from the exotic fruits native to the planet. “This is wonderful,” she said with a smile. “I didn’t realize how much I needed this until I was here.”

“I must admit, I too did not realize I needed a change of scenery. Though I do not require rest, a respite from one’s work is important.”

Faith found herself glancing around on more than one occasion. For some reason, she felt like they were never truly alone. Maybe it was just her anxiety, or maybe it was because she was so used to their fellow crewmates. Either way, try as she might, she could never fully relax.

Data noticed. “Faith, I have scanned the area and our nearest neighbors are some distance. We have this stretch of beach to ourselves.”

She exhaled slowly. “Good to know.” As she reached for a piece of fruit, she snuggled up against Data.

He wound his arm around her and held her close while she ate. She didn’t have much, only enough to settle her rumbling stomach. Once she grew accustomed to her surroundings and felt Data’s familiar embrace, more of the tension left her until she was finally comfortable.

With a sigh, she closed her eyes and rested her head against Data’s shoulder.

“Faith, what would you like to do once you leave Starfleet?” he asked after they had enjoyed the silence for some time.

“You mean when I retire?”

“Retire or leave for something else.”

Faith considered his question for a moment, opening her eyes so she could watch the waves. “I don’t know,” she admitted. “At least, nothing specific. I think I’d like this. I’d like to be somewhere quiet, watching and listening to the waves.”

“I have always thought I might return to the academy later in my life, possibly to teach. But now…” It was so rare for Data not to finish his thought, at least with her.

When he didn’t continue, she gave him a questioning look. “Is that not something you want anymore?”

“I do not. The academy is not located on the beach.”

Faith smiled and leaned towards him. They shared a kiss before she drew back with a mischievous grin.

“Can you swim?” she asked.

“At first, I was unequipped to tread water but once this flaw was detected, Geordi and I made modifications to protect my circuits. I can also act as a floating device.”

“So that’s a yes?”

“Yes.”

“Great.” Faith rose to her feet.

After a moment of contemplation, she decided to push the rest of her anxiety aside and started to strip.

At first, Data did not notice as he stood. “I believe the replicator can construct swimwear…” He paused when he realized Faith was getting naked. “Or we can swim nude.”

“You said our neighbors are far, right? And you will know if anyone comes close?”

“That is correct.”

Faith threw her shirt at him and gave him a playful smile. “So, let’s swim, android-boy.”

Data watched with wide eyes as Faith walked towards the water, fully naked. Which each step, any pesky lingering anxieties were gone, and when she finally felt the ocean wash over her feet, it was like her entire being breathed a sigh of relief.

She glanced back over her shoulder to see Data removing his clothes and carefully folding them. With an affectionate smile, Faith waited until he gently placed them on the blanket before he joined her.

Grinning, Faith pulled him with her as she ran into the next wave, allowing herself to get swept up in the water. It was so warm, it was almost like a bath and felt absolutely heavenly. Data remained perfectly still as the waves washed over him, dousing him completely.

Faith laughed at his lack of reaction. He gave her a puzzled look.

“Did I do something humorous?” he asked.

Faith pulled them deeper into the water until it was chest-high. “Only you can be washed up in waves and look completely unperturbed.”

“I was not aware I should be.”

“You don’t have to. Sometimes I forget how strong you are and that things like waves can’t push you over.” She swam in circles around him. “Have you tried splashing around?”

“No.”

Faith smirked and when the next wave came, she splashed it at Data, hitting him in the face. He blinked.

“I see.”

The next thing she knew, a huge wave came at her, sending her crashing backward under the water. When she came up spitting and coughing. Data was there immediately.

“Was that too much?” he asked.

When she could breathe properly, Faith began to laugh. “Just a little bit,” she said, still lightly coughing seawater in between her laugher. “Maybe we should stick to just enjoying each other’s company.”

She wrapped her arms and legs around him in a hug.

“While I do still have much to learn about human behavior, I can report that when it comes to our romantic interactions, I have developed some skill,” Data said, his arms automatically slipping around her waist.

“Data, you’re wonderful. You always say that you’re not human but through our relationship, you’ve helped me realize that I was barely human myself. At least, I didn’t see myself as such. You’ve always seen the best in me and helped me see it too.”

“I only spoke the truth.”

Faith hugged him close, their foreheads touching. “And it means the world to me.”

She kissed him deeply. Surrounded by the warmth of the ocean and the heat of Data’s embrace, she felt as secure as she had on the ship.

They swam for some time until the suns started to set and the air grew colder. Only then did they return to shore, gather the remnants of their picnic, and head inside.

While Faith showered, she found herself smiling, her body already feeling less tense by the minute. Why had she waited so long? Now that she had distance between herself and her duties, she could see why her friends were concerned. Up until the point Beverly examined her, she had been sure her feelings were all in her head. It turned out that was only partially true. The anxiety was in her head, the physical toll it had taken was very real. She had worked herself to the point of literal exhaustion and would have kept going if Data hadn’t intervened.

Speaking of her beautiful android boy, he was dressed in civilian clothing when she emerged, something she rarely witnessed. She was so used to him being in uniform or naked. To see him sitting there in gray pants and a blue shirt felt strange. She realized this was another side of Data she hadn’t seen before, one he himself probably hadn’t partaken in. The relaxed, leisure side was also an important staple of being human.

“We’ve talked about how I’m feeling but how are you doing?” she asked, sinking into the squishy sofa next to him. “Is this your first shore leave?”

“I have taken shore leave before,” Data said. “To attend conferences and symposiums. This is my first recreational shore leave.”

“And? What do you think so far?”

Data cocked his head, contemplating her question. “It certainly is different. When we left the Enterprise, I made it a point to halt all background processes having to do with Starfleet-related functions. I also wrote a vacation subroutine based on research I have done on what one does to ‘relax’.”

Faith picked up one of the glasses of wine that sat on the small round table in front of them. “I wish I could write a subroutine in my brain. It’d make things a heck of a lot easier.”

“I once spoke with Counselor Troi on the subject and she explained that when humans repeat certain behaviors, it is the equivalent of how I construct my programming.”

“Meaning if I want to relax I should try to do it more.”

“Correct.”

Faith chuckled and took a sip of wine, only to realize it was not synthehol. She sputtered and coughed, unprepared for the robust flavors of real alcohol.

“Are you alright?” Data asked. “I was assured this vintage was special.”

“Y-yes. I’m fine, I just wasn’t prepared for real wine. Where did you get it?”

“It was a gift from Captain Picard. He said it was from his family’s vineyard on Earth.”

Faith had no idea Captain Picard’s family owned a vineyard, which wasn’t surprising considering she didn’t spend much time with him. There was very little she knew of the Captain’s personal life.

Now that she was prepared, the next sip was delicious. “That’s so nice of him to share this with you.”

Data smiled. “Shared this with us,” he corrected. “He gave it to me when I informed him of our shore leave.”

She smiled softly. “That makes it even more special.” She held up her glass for a toast. Data followed through, tapping his glass to hers before they took a sip together.

Once they did, Data put his glass down and stood. On the wall panel, he pressed a series of buttons, and then the cabin was filled with soft music. Data offered his hand to Faith.

She graciously accepted.

As they slowly danced, Faith rested her cheek to Data’s, closing her eyes and enjoying the moment. They hadn’t had one such as this since the art show. It made her realize how little time she had set aside for romance. Not that she could blame herself. It had been years since she had been in any kind of long-term relationship and they had never been like what she had with Data.

“Data,” she said in a soft voice. “Will you make me a promise?”

“Certainly.”

“Promise me we’ll always make time for this. For us.”

“I promise. If you promise to do the same.”

She drew back to look him in the eye. “I haven’t been doing so well at that, have I?”

“You have been consumed with work.”

He was right. In her attempt to keep herself going, she had let a lot fall by the wayside, not just in regards to her health.

“That’s no excuse,” she said. “I’ve been so wrapped up in my own crap I’ve been neglecting you. And I’m sorry.”

“I do not feel neglected. My words were not meant to guilt you.”

“I know. And they didn’t. They just pointed out how distracted I’ve been.”

Data held her close, his temple resting against hers. “Allow me to provide an alternate distraction.”

Warmth flooded her system and she relaxed in his arms. “You’re doing a marvelous job.”

They danced for hours. At least it felt like hours. There was no one to interrupt them. No duties to get to. No one to tell them there were other more important things to do. Because at that moment, there wasn’t anything more important than the two of them finally having time alone. Time to just be together.

It was like a dream.

The quiet music. The wine. The dim lights. It was like Data had reached into her subconscious and drew out her deepest desire.

When the music finally faded away and the room was silent, Faith let out a content sigh. “I love you. So much. I never thought I could love someone this much.”

“I never believed I could love at all.”

“Oh, Data.” She slipped her arms around his neck and drew back to meet his gaze. “You’ve been loving people this whole time. In your own way.”

He smiled softly, the beautiful smile that she loved so much. She stopped their dance, stroking his cheek as she admired the face she had committed to memory. Data initiated the kiss, leaning in so quickly it was as if he couldn’t help himself.

His increasing impulsiveness when it came to affection always sent a shudder down her spine.

When they withdrew so she could catch her breath, she brushed her nose against his. “Let’s make use of that big bed in the other room.”

“A wise decision, mi alma.”

#lt commander data #Lt. Commander Data #commander data #data tng #Data Soong #may i?

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illmaticreid · 4 years

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Fire & Desire - Part 1

DESRIPTION: Alexandra meets an older guy at a club, and realizes he is hot, rich, and kind of sweet. What more could a girl ask for?

Word Count: 1.8k - short & sweet, just to get to know the characters.

TW: some sexual tension and a small fight, talking about consuming alcohol.

A/N; HI!! This is the story I was talking about the other day when I mentioned a sugar daddy fic. The main focus isn’t the fact that he is a sugar daddy, he just happens to be a lil old and rich lol. This is not a reader insert!! I apologize, it’s just so much easier have an oc. Anyways, Enjoy!!! <3

The music coming from the speakers of the club flowed through me as I danced in between a group of people on the dance floor. I came with some friends to let loose for the night. I had lost them a while ago, trying to do my own thing.

I wasn't familiar with any of the people I was dancing with, but as long as no one got too handsy, I would be fine. Apparently, I spoke too soon. Just as the thought went through my head, I felt someone grabbing onto my waist.

I turned around and faced this admittedly attractive stranger, and shoved him away from me. Cute or not, I would never want to dance with someone who just put their hands all over random people in a club.

"Get off of me," I spoke over the loud music.

"What if I don't want to?" He asked.

"I don't fucking care," I yelled this time.

I turned around to walk away and find my friends. I thought I made it clear that I didn't want to dance, but I guess he couldn't take a hint. I felt his hand grab my wrist and pull me back to him. Talking wasn't working, so I pulled my hand from his grasp and punched him in the face.

The alcohol in my system must have been making me more confident than I really was. I have never punched someone in my life. I felt as though this asshole deserved it. He clearly didn't think so though, because as soon as he recovered from my punch, I felt a fist come right back into my face.

I cried out as I fell onto the floor, and watched him walk away. He didn't get very far before two of the bouncers from the club grabbed him and took him somewhere into the back.

I felt many eyes just staring at me as I lay there on the floor, and not a single hand reached out to me. How kind of them. Out of nowhere, there was a hand wrapped around me, helping me back onto my feet.

"I'm sorry, I was going to intervene, but I didn't think he was going to punch you," the voice spoke.

"It's okay, it's um, not your fault," I stuttered back. I don't know if it was because I just got the shit beat out of me or this man was really just breathtaking, but I felt my brain turn to mush.

"Well, I had been watching you, seeing what you would do to him. Nice punch by the way," He smiled at me, trying to lighten the situation. He put his arm under the back of my legs and picked me up.

"Um, excuse me? Where are we going? I have a dress on, my ass is probably hanging out right now," I spoke loudly. A strange, but a very good looking man was whisking me away, and all I could think about was flashing everyone. He could kidnap me for all I know.

"My arm is covering your ass, I promise none of your genitalia is hanging out," He said sternly.

"My genitalia," I mocked and let out a giggle. There goes the alcohol talking again. He didn't laugh with me. I looked up at him and saw long curly hair framing his face. He had some light stubble, but nothing crazy. We continued to walk through the club and I realized, I am not even questioning the stranger kidnapping me.

"Sorry to interrupt your hero moment, but where are you taking me?" I asked.

"I think you have a concussion. You're screaming and my face is only about a foot away from yours. You might have some hearing loss. Also, I am taking you upstairs," the stranger spoke sternly again.

Upstairs? What does that even mean? Does this guy own this place?

Nevertheless, I shut my mouth as he climbed a flight of stairs with me in his arms, and walked into an office. I couldn't help but feel the sexual tension between us. Only I would get punched in the face, and then also worry about having sex with someone within a 5-minute time frame.

He set me onto a desk and walked into another room. He came back quickly with some ice wrapped in a towel.

"Thank you," I whispered as he put the ice on my cheekbone. I winced at the cold.

"I'm sorry. Your leg is also bleeding, I am assuming it's from the fall," The man said quietly, almost under his breath, as if I wasn't there.

I looked down at my leg and saw a small cut and blood dripping down my calf onto my shoes.

"Oh no! My fucking shoes!" I yelled before hastily ripping them off, as to not get any more blood on them.

"That's okay, I will buy you another pair," He said in the same tone.

"What? No. You can't just buy me another pair of shoes. I don't even know you. Hell, I don't even know your name," I yelled again. I think he was right about the hearing loss.

"My apologies, I am Dr. Spencer Reid," Spencer said.

Butterflies whirled around in my stomach as soon as he said Doctor.

"Fuck," I whispered, not holding back the fact that I was completely turned on.

"What was that?" Spencer asked, with a slight smirk on his face. He had been very monotone this whole time, I was wondering if he was even real.

"Um, nothing. My name is Alexandra. You're a doctor?" I asked.

"Not that kind of doctor. I have 3 PhDs, along with 3 BAs," Spencer said nonchalantly. I almost fainted.

I might as well rip up my degree and throw it in the trash because I felt like such an idiot next to him. Spencer took the ice off my face and reached into his desk to grab a bandaid.

"Can you lay back before me?" He asked and started to clear some stuff off the desk. God, I would love to hear those words in a different context. I laid back anyways, ignoring the dirty thoughts in my head.

Spencer gently placed his hand on my leg to lift it onto the desk. I felt him lightly wipe the blood away with another towel. His touch was so delicate and light, I almost didn't feel it.

He opened the bandaid up, and tenderly placed it onto my leg. Spencer made sure it was on securely before he slowly placed a light kiss over the bandaid. I gripped the desk so hard my knuckles started to turn white. I squeezed my legs shut tighter, as I thought about all the dirty things I wanted him to do to me.

Spencer grabbed my hand and helped lift me back onto my feet. He grabbed my shoes and tried to clean them off a little, before putting them onto my feet. I felt like Cinderella as he tied the strap around my ankle, making sure everything was secure.

"Thank you, for taking care of me," I said meekly.

"How is your face?" He asked. Truthfully, it felt okay, but I didn't want to leave him just yet.

"It feels awful, my head is pounding. I think you were right about the concussion," I milked my injuries.

"Surely you can't drive home, I will take you," Spencer said and put his hand out towards mine. I grabbed it and we walked downstairs, out towards a back entrance.

"What is going to happen to that guy?" I asked.

"Oh, is he probably going to spend a night in jail. Do you want to press charges?" Spencer asked with his serious tone again.

"You sound like a cop," I giggled as we walked out into the parking lot.

"You're so silly. I'm not a cop. I'm an FBI Agent," Spencer laughed. My face went blank, and I stuttered incoherently.

"How? You look so young," I said stupidly. God, I was gonna ruin it with the hottest guy I have ever seen just because of my dumb mouth.

"Well, thank you, Alexandra. Sadly, I am 36."

As the words left Spencer's mouth, I became even more flustered and tripped on a crack in the road. I felt myself start to fall face-first into the floor like the clumsy person I am. Two hands grabbed me when I was just a couple of inches away from the pavement. I was lifted into's Spencer's chest.

His face was so close to mine, I could feel his breath wash over me. I closed my eyes and just basked in the ambiance of how perfect this feeling was. He smelled like mint and soap, with a hint of luxury.

"You should be more careful, Alexandra," Spencer whispered, still holding onto me. I didn't even try to form a sentence, because I knew I wouldn't be able to. The way my name rolled off of his tongue sounded delicious. Spencer's voice sounded like silk. How could he be 15 years older than me? How was this ever going to work?

Our moment came to an end as he propped me back onto my feet, and continued to hold my hand, and walk with me.

We walked up to a matte black Lamborghini SUV. My jaw felt like it was completely unhinged. This man was dirty fucking rich. No wonder he said he would buy me new shoes.

Spencer walked around the car and opened the door for me.

"Thank you, sir," I giggled. I said it jokingly, but then I caught a look flash in Spencer's eyes. I couldn't tell if it was angry or turned on. Or maybe both. He mumbled under his breath and closed the door behind me.

The car ride to my apartment was silent, besides me giving him directions. I felt slightly uncomfortable and almost sad. I didn't want to leave him.

"Here I am," I said quietly as we pulled up to the apartment complex.

"Thank you for taking me home. And um, taking care of me," I spoke again. It hurt to open the door, and walk away, but I did it anyway.

"Goodbye, Alexandra," Spencer's sultry voice said. God, he was making this terribly hard. I waved goodbye to him and walked inside. I felt his eyes staring holes into the back of my head. Spencer's car didn't take off until I was completely inside. What a gentleman.

When I got upstairs to my unit, I went to sleep immediately. As you could imagine, my dreams were filled with Spencer Reid. Not just regular Spencer Reid dreams. Sex filled Spencer Reid dreams. I was going to hell.

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Masquerade

Summary - It’s New Years. Tony is having a masquerade party just for the hell of it. Though Thor has some better ideas on how he’d like to ring in the new year.

Pairing - Thor x OC

Warnings - Smut, NSFW, oral sex (female receiving), penetrative sex, with a hint of breeding kink

Word count - 10,221 (IT’S A LONG ONE!)

Prompt - “You’re not special. You’re extraordinary” For lancsnerd‘s writing challenge. One of possibly two in my head ^.~

A/N - OMGGGG...it’s finally done! I was not expecting it to be THIS long...but here it is. Some of you have been anxiously awaiting this. So have at it...enjoy.

If there was one thing that Phoenix loved, it was a good party. From the time she was fourteen, she was out looking for parties. Doing drugs (which she had long since given up) and drinking to her heart's delight. She loved to move to the beat of good music. Pressed up against another warm body as she let the tune flow through her. It wasn’t until her assignment to Avengers Tower where she experienced her first Tony Stark party. That was when she discovered what a real party was. After that, she was hooked. So, of course, the moment the words ‘New Year’s Eve party’ escaped Tony's lips, she perked up and turned her full attention on him.

“Did you say New Year’s Eve party?” she asked, her interest piqued as she rested her chin atop her back of her hand. Her lips quirked up into a smirk as she arched an eyebrow in curiosity.

Tony let out a loud laugh at Phoenix’s sudden interest. Especially since she had just been grumbling into her coffee about how early it was and how tired she was. Of course her mood would do a complete 180 at the mention of a party.

“Yes you heard correct,” Tony said with a smirk, shaking his head before taking a sip from his coffee. “I’m thinking of doing a masquerade theme. The last time I did one it was a tremendous hit.”

Phoenix’s eyes lit up as she let out an excited gasp. “A masquerade? Oh, all my life I’ve dreamed of going to a masquerade. I’ve always imagined they’d be whimsical and romantic. Like that scene from Labyrinth. Minus the whole evil Goblin King thing.” she said, sitting back in her chair with a dreamy expression on her face.

Thor had been eyeing the plate of Poptarts on the table. He was debating on taking one when Phoenix’s happy outburst caught his attention. Looking between her and Tony, his brows furrowed in confusion. “I do not understand,” he said. “What exactly is a masquerade?” He asked as he reached out to steal another Poptart.

“I’m sure you have them on Asgard. You most likely have another name for them,” Steve said. He finished eating and stood to take his dishes over to the sink. “A masquerade is like a party, or a ball, except everyone is wearing a mask to conceal their identity.” he explained, turning on the taps to wash his dishes.

Having shoved his Poptart into his mouth while Steve was talking, Thor’s eyes lit up with recognition. “Oh yes, I understand now,” he said with a nod as he swallowed and brushed the crumbs out of his beard. “We do have something very similar. There is music and food and alcohol, and everyone wears a mask to conceal who they are. Though the ones on Asgard involve everyone having sex. Are they the same here?”

At Thor’s revelation, Tony let out a loud laugh, while Steve nearly choked to death on the water he had been drinking. “What? No!” he gasped, hitting his chest with his fist to get his breathing back to normal. He knew that values on Asgard were different than ones held on Earth. But he wasn’t expecting the thunder god to be so forward when it came to things of a sexual nature.

“Wait...Masquerade ORGIES?” Phoenix exclaimed with wide eyes as she stood from her seat and followed Steve’s lead to wash her dishes. “You need to take me to Asgard dammit,” she said, walking past Thor and ruffling his hair as she went. “In the meantime, I have a dress I need to find for this New Years party.” she said as she headed for the door.

“Who says you’re getting an invite?” Tony called after her.

When she got to the door Phoenix turned back to face him. “And what makes you think a lack of an invitation would stop me?” she asked. Giving a smirk and a wink she whirled around on her heel and headed out of the kitchen, determined to get a work out in before heading out dress shopping.

It didn’t take long for Phoenix to find the perfect dress. It was the most exquisite thing she had ever owned in her life. Long and black and sheer, covered with gorgeous lace patterns with a nude slip underneath. It was open-backed with capped sleeves and had strands of what looked like fake diamonds drooping around her arms. She’d never owned a dress that hugged her curves so flawlessly before. Tightening at her bosom and rear till it reached her knees, it billowed out mermaid style leaving a pool of black silk trailing behind her. She was thankful for the slit at the side that went up to her hip. Otherwise, the tightness might have made it difficult to walk in.

The dress wasn’t all though. Part of her felt bad for spending so much on the shoes and the gloves. But they went so perfectly with the dress that she couldn’t resist buying them.

The night of the party she stood in front of the mirror looking herself up and down before focusing on her face. Her makeup was perfect. Her skin was flawless ivory, blood-red lips and dark smoky eye-shadow making her pale blue eyes pop. The only thing she couldn’t figure out was her hair. Should she wear it up? Down? A combination? She was already an hour late to the party but couldn’t seem to make a decision about what to do.

“Come on. Figure something out, or you’re going to miss the whole damn thing.” Phoenix muttered to herself as she reached back to gather her hair. Pulling it up then letting it drop she growled at herself as she fought with her indecision.

It was then that something Thor had once said popped into her mind. To him, there was nothing more enticing, and seductive than a beautiful woman with an exposed neck. Tempting Thor was the last thing that had been on her mind while planning her outfit for this party. They’d had a few heat-of-the-moment trysts that they had kept secret from the others. But as of late had been trying to reign in the lust and desire that was thick between them. In fact, it had been more than a month since their last roll through the sheets. She was rather surprised at how well they had been controlling their urges. But it was the new year. Having Thor between her legs that night wasn’t something she planned on happening. But she certainly wasn't opposed to it to the thought. What better way to ring in the New Year?

Smirking at herself in the mirror Phoenix pulled open a drawer to grab some hairpins. She lifted her hair up and off her shoulders, exposing a long and slender neck. A few wisps of hair left loose to frame her face and trail down her neck. Giving herself a confident nod she reached for the delicate black lace mask that lay on her dresser. After maneuvering it around her hair and pulling it over her face, she smiled as it moulded perfectly to her features.

Adding a pair of earrings and a necklace for the final touches Phoenix gave herself a once over in the mirror. With an approving nod turned and headed out of her room towards the elevator so she could make her way up to the party. She was late, but being fashionably late was never a bad thing.

Thor stood with a circle of people near the dance floor holding a glass of champagne. Looking out among the crowd he pretended to listen to a story that Sam was telling in an attempt to impress some young ladies. Most of them had been eyeing Thor the majority of the night with thirst in their eyes but he didn’t even notice. His eyes scanned the mass of bodies for one person. But with everyone's faces covered it was difficult to tell who was who.

“Well I suppose that is the whole purpose of this masquerade.” he muttered. Letting out a sigh, he reached up to adjust the golden mask that covered his eyes and looked down at his own outfit. Tony had offered to buy him a more formal suit, but Thor had politely declined. While a well-tailored suit did look impeccable on him, Phoenix had assured him of that fact many times, it just wasn’t him. He didn’t feel comfortable in them. So for the night, he had dressed rather simply. A pair of black leather britches that laced up the front, and a simple red tunic that loosely billowed as he walked around. It wasn’t much to conceal his identity. Though he had a strong suspicion that the feat would have been difficult no matter what he wore.

“Excuse me, Thor,” came a soft voice from beside him. He looked to see Doctor Cho smiling up at him and batting her eyelashes. “Your glass seems to be empty, would you like me to get a refill for you?” she asked, tilting her head to the side slightly.

Thor shook his head and cast a gentle smile down at the woman. “No, thank you.” he answered, bowing his head to the woman as he set his empty champagne glass down on the table next to him. Turning back to Sam and his audience, he interrupted long enough to excuse himself and left the group. He made his way over to the bar where Natasha was mixing drinks while Tony leaned against the counter giving her some instructions. They both turned and smiled when they noticed him approaching.

“Hey there Point Break. Enjoying the shindig?” Tony asked as Thor stood next to him, casting Tony a look of confusion at his choice of words. “The party. Are you enjoying the party?” he clarified earning a soft giggle from Natasha as she reached under the bar for a bottle of tequila.

“Oh yes, it is quite enjoyable,” Thor said with a nod as he downed the shot that Natasha had poured for him and smiled at Tony. “Not quite as good as the ones on Asgard. But still entertaining, nonetheless.”

“Is that because of the lack of sex and orgies?” Natasha nonchalantly asked as she handed Tony his drink, earning a loud snort and a laugh from the genius. The spy just smirked in response before looking back to Thor as she quickly fixed one for him as well.

Thor let out a hearty laugh as he reached for the new drink Natasha handed him. “I was thinking more along the lines that the alcohol on Asgard is far superior,” he said. He smirked at Tony’s mock offended gasp and winked before downing the drink in a few gulps. “Yup. Definitely better on Asgard. Good thing I also bought my own stuff.” Setting down the glass he cast his gaze out among the crowd again. When he still couldn’t find any trace of her his face fell with disappointment.

“Anxious to find a certain someone?” Came Nat’s voice as she slid Thor another drink.

Thor gave a dismissive wave of his hand as he shook his head, “Pfft, what? No.” he said, his brows furrowing as he made a face, trying to cover the fact that he actually was eager to see Phoenix. “There are dozens of beautiful women here to choose from. Why would I want to be looking for one specific one.” he continued, reaching for the drink and taking a long gulp from it.

Amused by the thunder god’s reaction, Tony smirked a little and shook his head. “Don’t worry, Point Break. She’s known to be fashionably late.” He said, giving Thor’s shoulder a couple of gentle pats before taking his glass and walking away.

“He’s right,” Natasha said as she wiped down the counter and looked over at Thor. “Trust me I saw the dress. Phoenix is making sure that she looks perfect for this party.”

“What...Phoen...I’m not…” Thor stammered. He shook his head in a further effort to deny that Phoenix was the one he wanted to see most at the party. He only stopped when he felt Natasha’s hand gently cover his to get his attention. When he looked at her all Natasha did was smile and nod towards the door. She winked at him before walking down to the other end of the bar to take someone’s drink order.

Shaking his head Thor turned to look towards the door and his jaw dropped. His heart seemed to leap up into his throat and his mouth went dry when he saw her. To say she was stunning was an understatement. He’d never had his breath taken away so easily before. All he could do was stand there and watch her in stunned silence as she walked in. Her eyes scanned the room as she made her way through the crowd. She smiled when she met up with someone she recognized.

Feeling inexplicably nervous, Thor gulped back his drink and set the glass down on the counter before weaving his way through the crowd to meet her. He missed the smile that Natasha cast as she watched him go. It was like he was cast under some sort of spell, drawn to her like a moth to a flame. Her alabaster skin was radiant. The dress tight to her curves. The long slender curve of her neck enticing him. Her lips. Images of him claiming her lips with a searing kiss, smearing the lipstick of those perfect red lips, flooded his mind. Despite their agreement to reign in their urges and keep them at bay, he wanted her. Needed her. He had to have her and made the decision at that moment. By the end of the night, she would be in his bed moaning his name louder than she had ever before.

Phoenix was mid-conversation with Maria Hill when she felt a strong electric presence behind her. She shivered as she felt static shoot up her spine and goosebumps crawled along her skin. When she noticed Hill’s attention flick to whoever was standing behind her she quickly turned. A gasp escaped her and she smiled when she saw Thor there, waving aimlessly to Hill as she excused herself.

“You’re late.” Thor said with a grin as he looked her up and down. His heart started pounding in his chest at the sight of her.

Letting out a soft laugh Phoenix gave a shrug. “I couldn’t figure out what to do with my hair,” she said, biting her lip as he reached up to tuck a strand behind her ear. “Then I remembered something I heard someone say. That they thought there was nothing more enticing and seductive than a beautiful woman with an exposed neck.”

Thor felt his face flush at the comment and let out a soft chuckle. “So you heard that did you?” he asked, smiling at her he held out a hand. “Would you like to dance? I’m not that good at it and will most likely end up stepping on your toes. But, it would bring me great joy if you’d do me the honour.”

An uncontrollable grin spread across Phoenix’s lips and she nodded as she reached up to take his hand. His grip was gentle as he brought her hand to his lips, his eyes never breaking contact with hers. Her skin flushed crimson as she felt his lips press against the skin of her knuckles, soft like velvet. Swallowing the lump in her throat she couldn’t help but imagine all the times he'd pressed them against her own. Hot and heady with need. Oh, how she yearned to feel them pressed against hers now.

Pulling his head back Thor gave her hand a gentle squeeze before tugging her forward. He gave her a twirl before he leading her out to the dance floor.

“That dress looks exquisite on you,” Thor said as they turned to face each other. He pulled her close, resting his hand on her lower back as she placed hers on his shoulder. Ready to dance the two of them easily fell into step. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you look so lovely before. I mean...I’ve always thought you were sexy and beautiful. But...this is different.”

Feeling her cheeks warm once more Phoenix lowered her head a little. She averted her gaze from his as she gave a bashful smile. “I just wanted to wear something that would make me feel special. If only for one night.” she murmured.

Reaching up he touched her chin and lifted her face to look back up at him. He couldn’t help but get lost in the icy clear blue of her eyes as they gazed back at him. “You’re not special. You’re extraordinary.” he said, smiling as her eyes widened at the compliment. Lightly gracing the backs of his fingers up along her cheek he tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. His pulse quickened as she leaned into his palm. His thumb brushed over her plush lips as if it had a mind of its own causing her to give a noticeable shiver. Letting out a shaky breath he leaned down to lightly press his lips to her forehead. “I’ve never met anyone like you before.”

Her heart leapt as she felt him pull her flush against him. He slid his arm around her waist as he rested his cheek against her temple. Her eyes closed and she swallowed as they moved together to the music. His electric presence caused her whole body to hum. Resting her head against his chest she could hear his heartbeat. It was racing just like hers and she could hear him taking in a deep breath.

As they danced the scent of her perfume invaded his senses while they turned and twirled to the music. She was intoxicating and Thor felt his resolve slowly start to come undone. He had to be careful of what he did, in how he held her or where he touched her. At least while there were prying eyes around. Letting out a sigh he nuzzled against the side of her head. He brushed his lips against her temple as he dipped his head.

“Do you have any idea how mad you’re driving me?” he asked with a husky whisper in her ear before brushing his lips down her throat. He smirked as she let out a soft gasp and he felt her shiver. As the songs changed he pulled away and tightened his grip on her hand before giving her a gentle twirl. Her laughter was music to his ears and he did it again before pulling her back to him.

“I’m going to make you mine tonight,” he promised her. Reaching up he trailed his fingers down along her spine like feathers. Enjoying the fact that her dress was backless, his hand didn’t stop once he reached the edge of the fabric. It continued down to crest over the swell of her backside where his large hand squeezed the ample flesh.

“Thor…” Phoenix whimpered out as she looked up at him. The need was evident in her eyes and all his attentions did was fan the flames of her desire. She shivered and gasped as she felt his fingers slide back up her spine, his touch accompanied by small shocks of electricity. “...we shouldn’t…” she breathed.

Letting out a soft growl in response Thor twirled her again before pulling her back so that her back was to him. One arm snaked possessively around her waist and held her tight against him while his other hand rest on her shoulder. “I know we shouldn’t,” he responded next to her ear, lips brushing over the skin as his breath came in warm pants against her neck. “But I can’t help myself. My body has yearned and ached for your touch since we were last together.” he confessed as he trailed his fingers up and down her arm. He nuzzled into her throat, brushing his lips up and down along her skin. He nipped at it softly causing a soft moan to escape her lips. He felt her hand reach back and lace her fingers into his hair and grip it gently.

“Thor…” was all she was able to breathe in response. How could he be doing this with so many people around? “...not now…” she gasped as she opened her eyes and looked around at the crowd. No one was watching them now but she knew at some point someone would spot them and start asking questions. Her resolve faltered when she felt him nip and suck at that one spot just behind her ear. The one that he knew would drive her mad. Damn him for finding that spot.

“I know not now.” Thor murmured against her skin as his hand continued to roam over her hip. “It’s still too early to leave the party. But please...please after, let me have you.”

“Dammit, Thor…” Phoenix whined. She hated him for doing this to her in the middle of a crowd of people. It was a struggle for her to hide her reactions. Her heat between her legs started to throb and ache for him. She knew he had to stop but part of her didn’t want him to. Part of her wanted to throw him to the floor and ride him there, party-goers be damned.

The scent of her arousal tickled at Thor’s nose and he smirked against her throat. He knew that with just a little more goading she would break and succumb to his wishes. Turning her in his arms he reached up to grasp her chin and forced her to look up at him. His eyes bore into hers with heated intensity, watching as her icy orbs wandered over his face. She licked her lips in anticipation as he dipped his head down till his lips just barely brushed over hers.

“Just say yes…” he whispered, his breath coming in hot pants against her lips. She let out a whine when he wouldn’t let her kiss him. “Say yes, and my torture of you will cease.”

Her pulse raced, her thoughts muddled. Her core aching like it never had before, Phoenix swallowed as she looked up at him. She couldn’t take it any longer. “Yes,” she sighed, finally giving in. Thor brushed his lips over hers in response before pulling away and releasing her from his grasp. She stood there a moment. Confused, disoriented, and ridiculously turned on, she panted for breath.

“I need air, and a drink.” she said before turning and stumbling away from him through the crowd. Once she was out of the heat and away from the throng of people she made her way out to the balcony. The chilly winter air brought her back to her senses. One of the servers came by with a tray full of champagne glasses and she snatched one from him. She held up a finger telling him to wait as she guzzled down the glass. When done she set it down and grabbed another.

Thor had come out to find her while she was guzzling back the third glass. When she set the empty glass on the tray she let the server leave. As Phoenix turned her attention to him, Thor saw eyes filled with need and fire.

“Screw you!” she hissed at him, glaring before turning away to face the balcony. Resting her hands against the cool railing, she fought against the lust and anger swirling within. She felt him behind her a moment later. He pressed into her back, his arms caging her between them as he rest his hands on the railing on either side of her.

“That’s what I’m trying to get you to do.” his amused tone was right next to her ear. She could feel his hot breath caressing her neck and it caused her to shudder again. She whirled around in his arms to look up at him, not expecting him to be that close.

“You just accosted me in a room full of people.” She growled as she pressed her hands against his chest, trying to push him back a little but he didn’t budge. And she was stupid for thinking that she could move him so easily. He was pure muscle after all. He wasn’t going to move unless he wanted to. “What if someone had seen?”

“You implied you wanted to experience an Asgardian version of this party,” Thor said simply. He straightened up, reaching out to grab her hand and pulling her against him. “I was only giving you a small taste of what they are like.” He laughed at the annoyed look she gave him. But when she made no effort to pull away he knew that she wasn’t completely angry with him.

“This isn’t Asgard,” she mumbled and huffed as she let him tighten his arms around her. “I’m sure if this was Asgard everyone would be partaking in the group sex by now. Correct?”

“Correct,” he answered with a chuckle. “But as you stated this isn’t Asgard. I promise I will make it worth it to you once the party is over.” Dipping down Thor nuzzled his face into her throat and he lavished it with attention. Reaching one hand up to cradle the back of her head he peppered open-mouthed kisses up and down her skin.

“That’s not fair,” she complained. Feeling his tongue trace a wet line up along her throat, she let out a whine as he once more suckled at the spot just below her ear. But she couldn’t stop him. She didn’t want to stop him. She hadn’t felt his hands and his mouth on her in so long, her self control was gone. He could have taken her there on the balcony and she wouldn’t have protested. “The party isn’t going to finish for hours.”

“You can’t wait a few short hours?” Thor asked, pulling away and looking down at her with an amused smirk.

Phoenix let out a growl of frustration as she glared up at him. Grabbing his hand she slipped it through the slit in her dress, guiding it between her legs to place it on her heat.

Thor quirked up an eyebrow with intrigue as he felt the heat emanating from her core. “No panties?”

“Do you feel that?” She asked, biting her lip as she rocked into his hand for more pressure. And indeed he did feel it. She was hot and wetter than he’d ever felt. As he slipped a finger through her slickness he could feel her throbbing. “Waiting for the party to end will be agony…” she whimpered as she looked up at him with desperate eyes.

“Oh, you poor thing. What have I done to you.” Thor crooned as she pouted up at him. Leaning down he pressed his lips to hers, giving her a long, passionate kiss as he continued slipping his fingers through her slick. The heady scent of her arousal was so enticing to him. “Would you like me to help you with that?” he whispered, his breath hot on her lips. “Would you like me to help take the edge off till I can take you back to my room and ravage you properly?”

A devious grin spread across his face as she whimpered and nodded. He loved that she was so desperate with the need that she could barely form coherent words. Pulling away slightly he turned to look back into the party. Everyone was so busy milling about they hadn’t even noticed that the two of them had slipped away. Free from the crowds’ attention Thor grasped Phoenix by the hand and pulled her off to the side and out of sight.

The sound of the music and the din of conversation were loud enough that no one heard Thor pull a giant plant out of the corner. Grabbing Phoenix by her arms he pressed her into the wall so the giant leaves of the plant hid them. “Stand here, and try to keep quiet.” he said. Sliding his hand between her legs forced her to open them and slipped his thick fingers into her heat.

Letting out a loud gasp Phoenix’s head fell back as she closed her eyes. “Fuck Thor…” she groaned, his fingers curling against her g-spot, swirling his thumb around her clit. How the hell was it so easy for him to rile her up?

“Is that what you want, my kitten?” He asked as he continued to slide his fingers in and out of her. He loved knowing that he could reduce to her such a state. And knowing that he was the only one who was able to, was also quite the boost to his ego. “Would you like more?”

Phoenix nodded as a pleading whimper escaped her lips as she gripped his forearms.

Happy to oblige Thor leaned in and gave her a tender kiss as his fingers slid out of her. He pumped them a few times before dropping to his knees in front of her. Her eyes snapped open at the sudden void within her and swallowed as she looked down at him. The look of hunger in her eyes was all the consent that Thor needed. Slipping his hand into the slit of her dress he pulled it open, ruching the fabric up around her hips. Her womanhood exposed to the moonlight. “Your wish is my command.” he said before pressing his face into her mound and slipping his tongue through her heat.

A soft cry was lost in the wind as Phoenix rest her hand atop Thor’s head, tangling his hair around her fingers. The heat of his tongue probing at her entrance then sliding though her to flick at her clit drove her wild. As he continued her resolve started to weaken and crack as her legs started to tremble. Thor was not new to this though. He knew what that tremble meant and immediately grabbed her leg and slipped it over his shoulder to hold her up.

Doing so widened her thighs and gave him even better access to her mound. He covered the whole thing with his mouth and gave a good suck, relishing in the squeal that she let out. Pulling away for a moment he looked up at her and smirked. “I told you to keep quiet. If you continue making noise someone will hear and I’ll have to stop.” he chastised her before turning his head and placing a kiss against her thigh. “Do you want me to stop?” He asked. Phoenix shook her head. “Then keep quiet!” he commanded and bit at the inside of her thigh before covering her heat with his mouth once more.

Gasping and panting for breath, she whimpered Thor’s name as he continued pleasuring her. His tongue stroked through her over and over again, flicking at her clit and probing at her entrance. Hearing him gulp and slurp and grunt and moan as he did it was downright filthy but turned her on at the same time. The more he did it the closer to the edge he drove her. And she was so damn close. That knot in her belly continued to grow tighter and tighter and soon she was going to snap.

Reaching up she bit her knuckle to keep from screaming out his name. Her other hand balled into a fist as she banged it against the wall. She was close, she was so damn close.

“Thor baby...please...please Thor...make me cuuuuum….” Her voice came out as a breathy moan. Her head fell back as she slipped her hands into his hair, grasping it as she rocked against his mouth. “I’m so close…”

The moans she let out were a wonderful motivation for Thor. He loved the sounds she made when he was having his way with her. There was no way to explain how aroused they made him...which definitely wasn’t a good thing to happen at that moment. But still determined to give her what she craved he fervently massaged her clit with his tongue. The high pitched whine she let out was exactly what he was looking for, and in response he moved his tongue faster.

On the verge of screaming his name, Phoenix wasn't able to control herself enough to stay quiet. Staying quiet while at the precipice of orgasm was the hardest thing she’d ever done. Every press of his tongue felt like white-hot pleasure driving up her spine. Before she knew it her orgasm hit hard. Letting out a loud gasp she reached up to bite her knuckle again to keep from screaming out as the waves of pleasure washed over her.

A smirk would have crossed Thor’s lips had his mouth not been occupied at that moment. Feeling the throb of muscle and the sweet taste of her release on his tongue he knew that she had reached climax. He continued massaging her with his tongue, determined to draw out every moment of pleasure as long as he could till he felt her body go limp. Pulling his face out from between her legs he wiped his lips and beard free of her juices as he looked up at her. She was leaning back against the wall, chest heaving as she gasped for breath with her eyes closed. A blissed-out look on her face.

She was beautiful.

Carefully slipping her leg from his shoulder, he made sure she could stand properly before he straightened up. “There…” he crooned as he reached up to cup her cheek and brush his thumb over her lips. “How was that? Feel better now?” he asked.

Opening her eyes Phoenix lifted her head to look at him. She smiled before grabbing the front of his tunic and pulled him into a kiss. One of his arms immediately wrapped around her waist as the other one raised up to slip his hand into her hair. Their lips devoured each other’s with ferocity till their lungs ran out of air and they had to pull away to gasp for breath.

Swallowing as she panted Phoenix smiled up at him. “Much better.” she whispered as she reached up to slip her fingers through his hair.

Letting out a soft chuckle as he shook his head and smiled at her Thor released his grasp on her and stepped away. “Come now, we should get back to the party. They may be missing us.”

An annoyed huff escaped Phoenix but she nodded. Opening her clutch she pulled out a mirror to check over herself, making sure her hair and makeup weren’t ruined. Luckily her lipstick was smudge-proof, and her hair wasn’t overly mussed up. After a couple of quick fixes, Thor held his arm out for Phoenix to take and they headed back in to enjoy the rest of the party.

Phoenix had no idea exactly how much she had to drink. But it must have been a lot because come close to midnight she was starting to feel a good buzz. She and Thor had a wonderful time dancing the night away. At one point Sam had managed to steal her away for a couple of dances. He had been trying to talk her into kissing him at midnight when Thor came between them and dragged her away.

“Don’t worry Thor, the only New Years’ kiss I want is yours.” She assured him. She couldn’t help but giggle at how adorable he was when he was jealous.

Fifteen minutes before the countdown started the servers started handing out all the cliche New Year’s Eve gear. Hats, feather boas, sunglasses with the year on them, and paper party horns. Phoenix excitedly grabbed some of everything and made Thor wear them. The hat was kind of cute on him, but the glasses and boa looked so ridiculous that they were perfect. It made her happy that he didn’t complain about how ludicrous he looked, and just had fun with her. When one of the photographers approached they went crazy with various poses and silly faces. Phoenix couldn’t help but laugh hysterically as Thor made a duck face in one of the pictures. Pouting his lips out and doing peace signs, like she’d taught him to do for selfies.

“You’re so feckin’ adorable!” she semi-drunkenly gushed to him as she squished his cheeks after the photographer had left. “It shouldn’t be feckin’ legal for someone to be so ridiculously adorable.”

Amused by Phoenix’s half-drunk rantings Thor reached up to tenderly grasp her hands, pulling them away from his face. “The same could be said about you, you know,” he said. Eyes on hers he turned his head to either side press his lips against the inside of each of her palms. “It shouldn’t be...legal?...for someone to be this stunning, and amazing, and sexy.” He pointed each word with a kiss to a palm, his eyes never leaving hers. “But here you are.”

“Well, I guess you should just lock me up and throw away the key.” Phoenix smirked in response.

Before Thor could reply there was a sudden sharp blast of feedback. A moment later Tony’s voice came through the speakers, grabbing everyone’s attention, asking if they could hear him.

“Before we commence with the countdown, I’d like to thank everyone for coming to my little soiree,” Tony said. Champagne glass in one hand and a microphone in the other, he was clearly half in bag himself. “This has been a crazy year for everyone. But it’s also been a great one. And I’ve gone through it all with some pretty awesome people. So...thanks for the year, and here’s to another.” Holding his champagne glass up in salute to the crowd he then quickly downed it and handed the glass off to a server. “Alright, we’ve got fifteen seconds. Let’s get this countdown started shall we?”

The lights went out then and a disco ball lowered down into a holographic countdown. It lit up above the crowd and started counting down.

“I hope you’ve all got some great resolutions planned.” Tony’s voice sounded. Once the countdown reached ten seconds everyone started counting.

Looking up at Thor, Phoenix couldn’t help but grin up at him as they started counting down together. For a moment it was as if the world around them completely melted away and all they could focus on was each other.

“Ten

Nine

Eight

Seven

Six

Five

Four

Three

Two

One

HAPPY NEW YEAR!” everyone cheered.

Phoenix looked around as fireworks rang off outside and loads of sparkling confetti descended from the ceiling. It covered the entire crowd as they started to sing Auld Lang Syne. Raising her arms in the air she laughed and twirled in a circle as the confetti danced and sparkled around them. When she stopped she looked up at Thor with a grin right before he pulled her to him and crushed his lips against hers.

Her arms immediately wound around his neck as she felt his arms slip around her waist. As they kissed he lifted her up off the floor and twirled her around in a circle. When he finally set her back on her feet, they pulled away slightly to look at each other. Once more it was as if the noise of the crowd faded away and all they could focus on was each other. They stood there, staring into each other’s eyes as the fireworks ceased and the last of the confetti floated down around them.

Without a word, Thor grabbed Phoenix by the hand and pulled her through the crowd and out of the room. The party was far from over but Thor couldn’t take it any longer. He had to have her. Once they got into the elevator he immediately pinned her to the wall. His lips hungrily devouring hers before descending down along her throat. She choked out his name on a whimper while he bit at the sensitive flesh. As he did he grabbed her hand to place it on the bulge between his legs.

“This is yours,” he growled as he grabbed her by the hips. He lifted her up and pinned her to the wall as she wrapped her legs around his waist. “And you’re going to take all of it into you as I fuck you...aren't you?” he asked, grinding his bulge into her as she let out another whimper. “Aren't you?” He growled again when she didn’t answer loud enough.

“Yes!” She cried out as she felt one of the ties from his britches slide over her clit.

When the elevator dinged and the doors opened Thor managed to peel himself away from her. Setting her down on shaky legs he grabbed her by the hand and pulled her out of the elevator. They managed to take a few steps down the hall, but the heels that Phoenix was wearing weren’t exactly suited for the situation. Losing her balance she stumbled off to the side before tumbling down in a heap.

“Shit my knee…”

As if a switch had flipped Thor’s mood immediately went from horny to one of concern. After hearing her curse he was immediately at her side checking over her to make sure she was ok. “Are you alright?” he asked as he reached over to help her sit up. “You are not injured, are you?”

Letting out a weak laugh Phoenix shook her head. “Don’t worry I’m fine. Just banged my knee up a bit is all.” She watched as he reached for her leg, sliding the fabric of her dress out of the way so he could check her knee. As he raised the limb a bit to inspect it she couldn’t help but smile at how tender he was with her. Despite how strong and fierce and powerful he was, there were many layers to the thunder god. Underneath all that deadly warrior bravado was a soul that kind and nurturing. He was so...soft. And she couldn’t help but get the feeling that it was also a side of him that very few ever truly saw.

Thor frowned when he found the red spot from where her knee had connected with the floor. “Here...let me make it better.” he said, giving Phoenix a soft smile before leaning down to press his lips to her knee.

Phoenix’s breath hitched and caught in her chest at the tender act. The bit of pain she was feeling melted away and all she could feel was a warmth spreading through her chest. His smile killed her as he looked at her and asked if it felt better. She went to answer but couldn’t find her voice till she cleared her throat and smiled back at him. “Yes...all better.”

“Good.” Was his response. “Now...back to the task at hand.”

The next thing Phoenix knew Thor had scooped her up into his arms and continued on their way to their destination. His bedroom. Once they had gotten inside and he set her down on her feet, he pressed her up against the door once he had it locked. Her knee completely forgotten about by both of them, they picked up where they had left off in the elevator. Hands everywhere as their mouths devoured each other.

“Dammit, Thor…” Phoenix whined once her lips were free. Thor continued a stream of open-mouthed kisses along her jaw and down her throat. Phoenix let her head fall back to give him better access to the sensitive skin of her neck. She let out an appreciative moan as he bit and suckled his way up and down. He continued down till he couldn’t anymore. Slipping his hands into the slit of her skirt he ruched it up around her hips before reaching down to grab her by the ass and lift her up. Her legs hooked around his waist he ground into her core again. Now that they were in the safety of his room she didn’t have to remain silent. She cried out his name with pleasure.

“You smell so good,” he growled as he continued his way down. He nipped at the swell of cleavage peeking out of her dress before burying his face into it. “I love your tits.” his muffled voice came from between her breasts as he reached a hand up to grab one and give it a squeeze. The action made Phoenix whine his name with need.

“I need you in me.” She pleaded, making him pull his head back to look at her. “Please.”

A smirk graced his lips as he watched her quiver with desire. “Is that what you want, my little fire-bird?” he crooned as he continued rocking his hips into her, relishing in every gasp, whimper and whine she let out. Leaning in he nipped at her bottom lip and gave her a kiss before brushing his lips against her ear. “Do you want to feel my magnificent cock sliding in and out of that hot...wet...tight cunt of yours?” he asked, punctuating each word with a sharp grind of his hips.

“Yes.” Reaching her hands out to tangle her fingers through his hair Phoenix pulled her to him and kissed him. Clinging to his frame she rocked her hips into his hardness. She whimpered against his lips as the drawstring of his britches slipped over her clit. The friction was delicious but not quite enough to drive her over the edge. And that wasn’t good enough for Thor. He lived to drive her over the edge.

Pulling her away from the door they clung to each other as he stumbled his way over to the bed. They tumbled down onto the mattress together with a grunt. Thor locked his lips on hers as he pushed her back onto the bed and pinned her down. With one swift movement, he was between her legs. He continued to grind into her while his mouth devoured hers, swallowing any noise she made. Tugging at his hair and clawing at his back, she fiercely returned his kisses. They only pulled away it felt like her lungs had started to burn. Phoenix’s head fell back against the pillows as his lips left hers and trailed along her jaw.

“Thor…” she gasped, her chest heaving as she gulped in a breath of air. His name escaped her lips in the form of a needy moan as he continued his open mouth kisses down her throat.

“I love hearing my name on your lips.” he breathed into her ear as he traced his tongue along the sensitive skin. He gave his hips a quick jerk and laughed at her squeal as he nibbled at her earlobe. “Do you want me inside you, kitten? Mewling my name as I worship your body?”

Swallowing the lump in her throat Phoenix nodded. When she felt his weight on her disappear she opened her eyes and looked up at him. She watched as he knelt back, his hands going to his britches. His eyes locked on her as he slowly undid the ties, loosened them, and undid the button. Impatient to get her hands on him she sat up and reached out to his hips. Her eyes never left his as she grasped the leather that encircled his body, pushing it down over his hips.

Thor’s lips quirked as he watched her. Once his erection was free he let out a garbled moan as he felt the heat of her mouth immediately wrap around him. “Woman you will be the end of me.” He sighed as he reached up to grip her hair. He grunted and moaned, his hips bucking as he felt her mouth slide back and forth along his shaft. This wasn’t what he’d meant when he asked if she wanted him inside her. But it was a close second. Opening his eyes he looked down at her. The sight of his hard cock filling her pretty little mouth was a sight he would never tire of. The way her plump red lips wrapped around his girth, the way they slipped up and down along his shaft filled him with a base animal need.

“You just love it when your mouth is full of me, don’t you,” Thor said as he watched her. He smirked as she nodded and shook his head. “So filthy. I love it.” He cried out as Phoenix pulled her head back and gave his head a hard suck. It caused his hips to jerk as he felt the first spark of release ignite. Gripping her hair he pulled her off him, ignoring her protest. “I don’t want to cum in that pretty little mouth of yours.” he hissed, leaning in to give her a fiery kiss. Distracting her with his lips he slipped his hand down between them to palm at her mound. Groaning at the wetness he met with he slipped his fingers through it. “I want to cum in this tight little cunt.”

Phoenix let out a shuddering cry as she rocked her heat into his hand desperate to feel the friction. Without warning his thumb pressed into her clit and gave her a small jolt, causing her to jump and gasp with shock. Taking the hint she fell back on the bed against the pillows. Reaching for the slit in her dress she pulled the fabric back and up around her hips. “Please Thor,” she pleaded as she opened her legs for him. “Take me.”

Taking in the sight of her spread out for him, ready and waiting, Thor couldn’t take it any longer. Reaching out he grabbed her hips and pulled her partway down his bed. Leaning between her legs he teased her with his hard cock. He rubbed it against her heat, grinding into her clit before sliding it up and down through her wetness. “So hot...so wet…” he breathed as he continued teasing her, sliding up and down through her till her slick coated his dick. Falling forward he caught himself with one arm before pressing his lips to hers. With his other hand he lined the head of his cock up to her entrance.

Phoenix cried out into the kiss as she felt him slide in with a single thrust. Just like every other time they had done this his girth stretched her to her limit. The mix of pain and pleasure was perfect though. She’d never had anyone fill her so completely before.

“So tight,” Thor groaned as he bottomed out in her. “So damn tight.” He shuddered as he felt her lift her hips to his. When he felt her pelvic muscles give him a gentle squeeze he choked back a groan and shook his head. “What am I going to do with you woman?” he asked with a soft chuckle.

Looking up at him Phoenix arched her back and lifted her hips into his once more. “Fuck me is what I was hoping.” Biting her bottom lip as she looked up at him as she slipped her hand into his hair. “Come on Thunder god…” She murmured, pulling him down into a kiss as she rolled her hips into his a third time.

Without another word, Thor pulled his hips back and paused a moment before snapping them back in. “Like that?” he breathed against her lips as the sharp jolt made her let out a grunt. He was still a moment before giving them another swift snap.

“More!” She demanded with a soft growl. Growing impatient she rolled her hips up to his again. She heard him give a laugh and was about to complain again but stopped when his hips started a steady rhythm. Her protest came out instead as a pleasured moan with each roll of his hips. “Gods yes!” she moaned.

With his hands on either side of her head to prop himself up, Thor looked down at her, watching every expression that crossed her face. He couldn’t get enough of it. The look of pure ecstatic pleasure she got every time he drove into her. The way his name would fall off her lips, pleading with him. Begging for more as if she would die if she didn’t have him. Completely mesmerized by her he brought one hand down to cradle the side of her face. “So beautiful…” he breathed, smiling as she leaned her cheek into his hand.

“Harder...Thor. Harder.” Phoenix demanded, crying out as she felt the first spark of release ignite in her belly.

“As you wish, my fire-bird,” Thor grunted, the wet tightness of her womanhood driving him mad with desire. “But -but only if you promise...to say my name.” True to his word he crashed his hips into hers with a fury. She was unlike any mortal he’d ever been with. Even with Jane he was never able to unleash his full force in bed and had to reign himself in. Phoenix was not a Super Soldier like the Captain. Yet somehow she possessed a natural strength that far surpassed any mortal that he knew. Not only was she able to withstand his full force in bed...she begged for it. Being with her was the most fulfilled he’d been in years.

With every hard thrust of his hips, Phoenix cried out his name. She writhed beneath him and clawed at his back. “Fuck me...yes...fuck me Thor!” she would pant, and what could he do except give her what she wanted?

“Do you like that?” Thor growled in her ear as he impaled her over and over again with his cock. He could tell by the way she panted for breath and by how her body started to tense that she was close. “Do you like it when I fuck you?” he asked, smirking as she cried out yes in response. “You want me to cum in you?” he continued, his voice strained as his breath started coming in pants. “Do you want me to fill you with my god-seed?”

He felt Phoenix’s legs wrap around him when he asked the question. “Yes…” she panted. She clung to him as he drove her closer to the edge. Pleading his name with every stroke. Finally, something in her snapped and she came undone. The orgasm hit her hard and she threw back her head, crying out his name as she throbbed around him.

The grip of her around his cock pushed Thor over the edge as well. “Phoenix...yes!” he howled before burying his face into her neck. She cried out as she felt his teeth sink into the tender flesh of her throat. She could feel the powerful pulse of his cock as it spilled his cum into her. He continued with his thrusts, drawing out their pleasure until the waves of release gradually ebbed away.

When his body finally relaxed he rolled off to the side to collapse onto the bed next to her. They lay there together looking up at the ceiling their chests heaving as they gasped for breath. Reaching up to run her fingers through her hair Phoenix closed her eyes and let out a content sigh.

“Wow.” she breathed, making Thor laugh as he looked over at her.

“What did you forget what sex with me was like?” he asked as he tucked an arm behind his head.

Phoenix giggled and shook her head. “No, I didn’t forget. Who the hell would forget having sex with you?” She asked, giving him a look that asked if he was crazy. Letting out a sigh she rolled onto her side to face him. “It has been a while tho.”

“It didn’t have to be,” Thor said after a short pause. He looked back at her before reaching out to tuck a strand of hair out of her face. He smiled when he saw how messed up it had become as he slipped his fingers through it before gently stroking her forehead. “We don’t have to keep denying ourselves. Every time we’ve done it we say it’s the last time, but we always end up giving in to our passions.”

“Yeah we do, don’t we,” Phoenix said. She mulled it over a moment before letting out a huff. “Alright fine. We’ll stop reigning in this obvious sexual chemistry between us. But it’s only sex...and you have to promise it won’t harm our friendship.”

Grinning over the fact that he had won so easily Thor leaned over and pressed his lips to hers. “I promise it won’t.” He murmured against them as his hand slid up her leg to rest on her hip. They leaned into each other as their kiss turned heated. Phoenix immediately slid her hands into his hair as she moaned into the kiss. They humped and pawed at each other as their desires took over again wanting to touch every inch of the other.

Thor barely managed to pull out of the kiss and licked his lips as he eyed her. “I’m getting ready for round two. You should take the dress off so we don’t ruin it,” he said as he slipped his hand up along her thigh. “Though to be honest...I think your dress would look much better on my bedroom floor.” He smirked as he tugged at the fabric.

Phoenix’s jaw dropped and her eyes widened in shock at his words. “Oh my GOD!” she exclaimed as she pushed him away a little and slapped his chest. “Has Sam been teaching you pickup lines?” She asked, then squealed at the embarrassed look on his face. A cascade of giggles escaped her as he stumbled over his words trying to deny the accusation. “He has! Thor, the god of thunder, Prince of Asgard...is trying to get his Earth game on. Who do you want to Earth flirt with, hmmm?”

“Well right now, you.” Thor responded with an annoyed huff. The teasing was kind of killing the mood for him.

Laughing softly Phoenix leaned over to kiss his cheek. “I’m sorry.” she murmured. She then sat up and slipped out of the bed, walking around to stand on his side.

Starting with the gloves, she undid the ribbons and let them fall free from her arms before pulling them off and tossing them aside. Looking back to Thor she started swaying her hips from side to side as she moved her hands up and down her sides. She walked closer to the bed and turned her back to him when she reached him. “Unzip me?” she asked as she peeked at him from over her shoulder.

Thor grinned and leaned over, trailing his fingers up and down the skin of her back. When she gasped and shivered at the zaps he sent along her spine he grinned. “With pleasure, my lady.” he purred. He leaned in to brush his lips along her back as he reached for the zipper at the base of her spine and pulled it down. Kneeling up as he pressed his face into her neck, he slipped his hand into the back of the dress and ran it down to squeeze one of her ass cheeks.

“Hey no getting fresh yet. I’m not done.” Phoenix said with a laugh as she stepped away. She heard Thor give a frustrated groan as he flopped back in the bed. Taking a few steps forward she turned around again to face him. This time he sat there with his britches gone, his legs wide open with his cock in his hand. She smirked and bit her lip as she watched him stroke it, his cock hardening up again as his hand slipped up and down. Reaching up she slipped the capped sleeves of the dress off her shoulders, then pushed it down till it was a pool of black at her feet.

Once she had stepped out of the dress she reached up to unpin her hair and shook her head till her raven locks fell free. When she looked back at him she bit her lip and grinned. “So?”

“Get in here dammit so I can make you scream my name again.” Thor growled. With a squeal and a giggle, Phoenix instantly jumped back into the bed and moved to straddle his hips.

The night was far from over.

The next morning the two of them sat in the kitchen eating their breakfast. Seated at the table Thor was scarfing down a stack of pancakes. Phoenix sat next to him with her phone in hand. Her legs draped across his as she sipped on a cup of coffee, scrolling through her social media. It was oddly quiet and peaceful. The two of them decided to enjoy it until a newspaper was angrily thrown down on the table. A heavily pixilated picture of Thor with his face between Phoenix’s legs graced the cover.

“At my party? REALLY?” came Tony’s angry voice as the two looked at each other and cringed.

FIN

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strangest-loser · 4 years

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Twilight Rewrite

Fire in my Blood ~ Jasper Hale x OC ~ Book One: Chapter Two

Chapter One

There weren't very many rules in the Swan household, and they weren't just set by Charlie, his main rule: Alessia couldn't have boys over in her bedroom, if Jacob, Quill and Embry were coming over they had to stay in the living room or the kitchen, but it was very rare that they hung out at her home anyway, they spent most of their time on the reserve.

Alessia's main rule: if Charlie got caught up at work or an emergency happened past 8pm he had to let her know he was safe so she didn't worry herself into a heart attack. That rule was established after one night when Alessia was 15 and Charlie had an animal attack emergency and didn't get home till 2am. Alessia didn't know where he was and when he came home he found her in the corner of the kitchen having a panic attack and ended up making herself sick. He never forgot that rule.

But the rule that was established by the both of them and arguably the most important rule of all: if the song was released after 1990 ... It couldn't be played in the car ever!

~' Rhiannon rings like a bell through the night and Wouldn't you love to love her?

Takes to the sky like a bird in flight and

Who will be her lover? '~

"you did not just say that to me!", came Alessia's outraged voice overlapping the velvety vocals of Stevie Nicks coming from the cruisers radio, Fleetwood Mac's 'Rhiannon' playing through the car as Alessia debated her father, "what you just said is absolute blasphemy, take it back!".

"I won't take it back, I meant what I said, 'don't stop' is the superior Fleetwood Mac song!". Came Charlie's retort as he pulled off the highway towards the airport.

"okay first of all, 'don't stop' isn't superior, the layout, 'Landslide' is their best, then 'Rhiannon', then 'Gypsy', then maybe 'don't stop'." Alessia said, leaving no room for Charlie to argue as he just gave her a look that said `we will finish this later.`

They pulled into the parking lot of William R Fairchild International Airport in Port Angeles just in time for the song to end and Alessia reached forward to change the CD. Fleetwood Mac was swapped out for The Foundations as the opening of 'Build me up Buttercup' flowed into her ears. A laugh was pulled out of Charlie as he and his daughter sang along while looking for a parking spot.

Leaning against the car as she watched her dad walk into the building to get to Bella's gate, Alessia let her nerves begin to creep back into her mind. Would Bella still be kind? Would she like her room? Would their relationship ever go back to the way it was when they were younger? Did Alessia even want that? Shaking those thoughts out of her head she felt an itching sensation in the back of her head, like someone was watching her. She looked behind her to the tree line and let her eyes focus. There was nothing there, maybe she was imagining it.

Her attention was brought back to her father walking back to the car with a suitcase in his hand and with a brunette following behind him. Alessia took this time to really look at her sister.

Bella looked like she was a little bit shorter than her. Her hair was around collarbone length while Alessia's was long, reaching the middle of her back when it was down, Bella's held a wavy curl in it while Alessia's was poker straight, the only similarity they shared was the colour, like chocolate. Bella wore comfy jeans and a shirt, a contrast to the blue and gold that was Alessia's cheerleading uniform. And funnily enough Alessia's skin held a richer tone than Bella's own pale skin, but not much.

Their eyes met and Alessia offered a soft smile to the girl she hadn't seen in four years. Her smile was returned but it didn't really reach Bella's eyes. This would take some time.

Pulling into the driveway concluded probably one of the most awkward car rides of Alessia's life. As soon as the engine cut out Alessia sprung out of the passenger seat and raced to unlock the door. After setting her keys down on the kitchen table she turned to see her father and Bella walk through the front door. "Want me to get started on dinner dad?" She asked already moving to the fridge. " I was thinking we should have a diner night tonight Al".

Alessia's mouth watered at the thought of her favourite desert at the diner, Cora's famous apple crisp with ice cream, after the weird day she had today, nothing sounded better than something familiar. "Sounds like a plan" she replies following them up the stairs to stand in the doorway of Bella's room "I tried not to decorate in here too much because I didn't know what you liked" Alessia explained looking around the room she had prepared for Bella. "No it's great, thanks Alessia" came the younger girls reply.

"ok well I'll be in my room if you need anything, dad, call me when we're leaving for food". Alessia took her leave and walked into the safehaven that was her bedroom. She adored her room. Her double bed had a homemade quilt that Leah and her grandmother had made for her 16th birthday and a bunch of pillows on top of a white bedspread. The walls were lined with photos of her friends going back through the years up until the most recent which stood on her dresser in a frame. It was taken two weeks ago in front of Emmet's jeep, Alessia and Alice were sitting on the hood laughing at each other while Emmet was staring at Rosalie with pure devotion written on his features and Jasper stood next to Alice, Edward had taken the picture. Her ceiling was covered in fairy lights and those glow in the dark stars that she put up when she was 8 which still helped her sleep at night (her most kept secret) and her desk housed her homework and her printer, next to her desk sat her bay window with a window seat that held more pillows and another blanket. The last thing that stood in her room was her bookshelf that held half fiction books and half historical books, all of which were well loved, with dog-eared and yellowed pages (her copy of 'Pride and Prejudice' was falling apart and stained with tea but she still managed to read it countless times).

Setting her backpack on her desk chair she walked over to her dresser and picked up the picture, observing it once more. It was the coldest day of February and everyone was wrapped up in coats and hats. Alice was holding Alessia's gloves hostage above her head and trying not to fall off the hood of the jeep. Rosalie was wearing her signature necklace and a pretty ring on her index finger and seemed to be engrossed in whatever Emmet was telling her. And Jasper... Alessia stopped in her tracks as she looked at the picture, Jasper was looking at her... How had she never noticed that before.

Her confusion was interrupted by a car pulling into her driveway, she set the framed picture back before walking over to the window and looking out only to see a very familiar black car pull up. An excited smile spread on her face like wildfire as she booked it out of her room and down the stairs, opening the door and running to jump on Jacob Black. "You didn't tell me you were coming! I would have planned something dastardly" she said while giggling as her best friend spun her around before setting her down and giving her his meanest look. "Absolutely not, you have gotten me grounded way too many times and it's never worth it" he said pulling her into a loving headlock while she whined and tried to escape. Once he let her go Alessia whipped her head around and her mischievous face caused Jacob so smile in a similar way. "Want to see what kind of trouble we can get into?" She asked poking him in the stomach, "oh god, we're going to die aren't we?", His response prompted a punch in the shoulder. "It's a Tuesday, I know how to restrain myself" Alessia replied like Jacob had just offended her greatly. The voice of Billy Black then came from over her shoulder, "you absolutely do not!".

Alessia zoned out as she felt that itching feeling coming from the woods again, looking out into the trees she still couldn't see anything out there, this was starting to freak her out. Her mind focused back in on her dad telling Bella that the old orange truck in front of them was her welcome home gift. This sparked a sickly feeling in Alessia's stomach, Alessia had been working her ass off doing odd shifts at the diner and even occasionally assisting Doctor Cullen at the hospital when he had patients but he needed his office sorted through and cleared up, all to save up for a car that she has needed for the past 3 years, and her sister shows up and just gets one handed to her.

Alessia stops her own train of thought there and banishes the jealousy in her mind. Jealousy was an ugly emotion that she hated seeing and hated feeling even more. Charlie hadn't seen Bella since she was 13, it made sense that he would want to spoil her.

The diner was reletively full for a Tuesday evening but it wasn't overcrowded, the atmosphere was nice, and Alessia thought that was why she liked it so much. It really felt like a friendly family restaurant. The dinner went by without much conversation other than sporadic conversations between Alessia and her dad about work and school.

"I normally get a ride to school Bella so you just need to worry about driving yourself there" Alessia said with a smile after finishing her lemonade. The conversation drew to a close when Cora came out from the kitchen with a tray of dessert, two berry cobblers and one apple crisp.

"Al, sweetheart, I've got a shift for you tomorrow evening if you are up for it, Sarah is attending a wedding" Cora told her with a kind smile. Alessia nodded through a mouthful of sweet, warm apple and Cora laughed walking away to put her name on the schedule. Bella's eyes looked up from her plate to meet her sisters, "you work here?"

"sometimes, I just do the odd shift because I don't want to get a proper job till after school, but I've gotta buy a car. Sometimes I work down at the hospital too which should help me with getting into medschool". The only thing that Alessia loved more than apple crisp was helping people.

After that eventful day drew to a close Alessia was finishing up some history homework when she thought back to her class today and how weird it was, she couldn't recall anything from the lesson but her conversation with jasper was playing on repeat in her head. He had never really spoken to her in the entire year and a bit that they were in the same class and group, but today not only did he have a full conversation with Alessia, he had started it. She thought back to the photograph on her dresser and how Jasper's eyes were very clearly trained on her face as she laughed with his sister.

This whole situation was very strange indeed.

Watching as Bella pulled into the parking lot the next morning, Alessia bid Alice goodbye and started walking towards the orange pickup parked in front of Tyler's van. "Hey Bells", Bella turned at the sound of her older sister's voice and a look of relief crossed her face at the familiar face approaching her. "I have no idea where I'm going, can you take me to the office, I have paperwork to finish", came the younger's quiet voice. Alessia shot her a small smile, she could imagine that this was nerve-wracking for Bella. She linked arms with her sister and started walking towards the building at the top of the lot.

Their quiet talking let them have time to catch up, Bella told Alessia about life in Phoenix and informed her sister that she brought her a tiny cactus that matched her own. By the time they reached the office doors they were laughing like they did when they were younger and their bond felt just a little bit stronger. "You know I missed you Bells" Alessia's voice grew softer as she looked towards the floor, for a confident girl she was never the best at eye contact when expressing her emotions. She was just about to panic at the silence that met her words until she felt her arms wrap around her waist in a tight hug, "I missed you too".

And so the next few days carried in like that, Alessia would get in the car with Rosalie, Alice and occasionally Edward, she would sit with them for lunch (catching her baby sister not-so-subtly stare at Edward, and watching him stare back), and Jasper sat next to her in every history class that week. It wasn't until Friday that things got strange.

"Honestly Bella don't worry about Edward he is so dramatic", rang out from Alessia sitting on the hood of the truck while trying to read 'Interview with a Vampire' for the millionth time in her life. Hearing Bella grumble under her breath is what made her jump off the hood and stand beside her. Their back and forth banter had Alessia standing at the bed of the truck with her back to the lot. She didn't notice it until it was too late.

Tyler's tires screeched against the ice that littered the ground and his car spun out of control. Alessia didn't comprehend what was happening until she felt a force push her out of the way making her fall and knock her lights out when her head hit the ground.

Waking up in the hospital was only something Alessia was known for once which meant that waking up with a splitting headache with Dr Cullens extremely handsome face looking down on her was thoroughly confusing for the poor girl. “did I fall asleep during my shift?”, her slurred words made the man in front of her laugh lightly before writing something on his clipboard. “No Alessia, there was an accident at the school, a van crashed into the side of Bella’s truck and you fell over and hit your head on the bed of the truck on your way down, you have concussion, everyone else is just fine”. The throbbing in her head grew worse at the words ‘hit your head’ and Alessia began to fight against the blanket that the nurse beside her was trying to wrap around her.

“Carlisle you are gonna have to walk me through that again, my ears feel like cotton” the brunette muttered at the man as he shined a tiny light into her eyes. She was still fighting against the nurses blanket which prompted Carlisle to dismiss the nurse entirely.

“Why do people keep trying to put this blanket on me ?”

“Because you’re in shock”

“That doesn’t mean I need a blanket. It means I need booze”.

The laugh that rang through the room didn’t come from Carlisle that time but from the opening door as the rest of the Cullen bunch came through the doors of her room. Esme, someone that Alessia considered a mother, came to her bedside and hugged the girl before Alice climbed into the bed with her and began petting her head. The rhythmic movements of the girls cool hand felt heavenly to Alessia’s poor throbbing head and she completely checked out of the conversation happening around her to lean into the younger girls touch. “you guys can afford so much expensive stuff but you cant afford blood circulation” she joked which prompted Rosalie to hit her shoulder lightly “Alessia, you are so loopy right now”.

Her eyes drifted towards the door where a lone figure stood, Jasper’s shoulders were stiff and he looked like he would rather be anywhere else but there at that moment. This caused Alessia to deflate slightly but she quickly snapped herself out of that mentally, it didn’t have to mean anything about her.

Maybe the guy just didn’t like hospitals.

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voltagesmutter · 4 years

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Bidders - Pregnancy Scare Head-Cannon [Fluff]

Head-cannon where the bidders and OC face a pregnancy scare.

*All happy, nothing dark or upsetting*

Cute fluff as well.

Eisuke:

You held your lower stomach, your cramps were getting worse as the days went on.

“What are you moping for now?” Eisuke muttered from his desk, not looking up from his documents.

“My cramps are bad, my boobs are sore and my back hurts,” You whined before adjusting yourself on the sofa unable to get comfortable. You sighed angrily and stood up to see Eisuke staring at you.

“What?” You asked, to no reply.

“Eisuke what?” You said again, walking towards his desk. He had just gone to say something when the doors burst open.

“Boss, we got a problem,” Soryu came bursting in. Eisuke stood straight up, great he took interest in that but no you and your whiney issues. Eisuke looked at you then Soryu.

“Go, it's fine, I’m gonna go and have a nap,” You replied. Eisuke gave your hands a squeeze before leaving with Soryu. You got your hot water bottle and filled it up before pressing it to your stomach, it felt like someone was squeezing it and tying it into knots. You only ever got stomach cramps on your period, but thinking about it you should be on now, but you wasn’t… Shit, shit you thought before running into your room. You grabbed your box where you kept your pills and scanned over them; you hadn’t missed a single one! You checked your calendar on your phone, you were a week late, oh shit.

When Eisuke returned home that night he was concerned seeing you was still up.

“(Y/N)?” He asked, entering your room and seeing you sat on the floor against your bed, slight tears in your eyes. You had debated for hours whether to tell him and the conflicting thoughts sent you down a spiral of negative thoughts.

“(Y/N) what's wrong? Did someone hurt you?” He asked, rushing to your side and gently holding your face. You shook your head before taking a deep breath.

“I’m late,” You whispered. He looked confused.

“I know you are, your normally asleep by now” He responded. God damn for a billionaire sometimes he had no common sense.

“Eisuke, I’m late,” You retried, emphasising late and it finally clicked.

“Ohmygod, do you? Do you think you're pregnant?” He asked, one hand reaching down to hold your stomach.

“I… I don’t know, I’ve taken my pill everyday but I mean it’s not 100% effective,” You say with a sigh. You loved Eisuke but being pregnant wasn’t a great time, you were getting married in 6 months, you didn’t want to walk down the aisle heavily pregnant in front of your family and Eisukes business partners.

“Are you not happy,” He said, keeping his hand on your stomach and looking up into your eyes. His gaze melt your heart and anxiety melt away, did he want to start a family? “Eisuke, I cant wait to have children with you, many hopefully, but I don’t want to be pregnant at our wedding, could you imagine what people would say about me…” You whisper. He pulled you in tightly into his chest and held you.

“I love you and that's all that matters, if we are pregnant we’ll move the wedding forward, hell I’ll marry you tomorrow night,” He said pressing kisses against your hair and you immediately relax into his arms. Hearing the words ‘we’ showed you that you was in this together and that was all you needed.

“Besides, it would show everyone even more than your mine,” He said, you knew there was a smirk on his face, causing you to chuckle. He somehow managed to wipe all your fears away and make you feel safe.

He had booked for you to see his good friend Luke who was a doctor first thing in the morning, cancelling all his appointments to be with you.

“I’m really sorry, but you are just late, you're not pregnant,” Luke says and you feel Eisuke hand tighten over yours. You wasn’t sad, there was nothing there to be sad over, it was just a scare.

“Are you under any stress?” Luke asks, going over his forms.

“I mean we’re planning the wedding, I’ve been helping Eisuke with some work as well, um I mainly think its the wedding,” You respond.

“You're stressed about the wedding, why didn’t you say anything?” Eisuke said, turning to you.

“Its… It’s just that it’s changed so much, I know you are who you are which is why we need the big event, but it’s like numbers have doubling all the time, we’ve invited so many people, I don’t even know who most are them are thats all, it’s fine though, honestly,” You say with a smile and squeeze his hand.

“But everything's good right, this is like normal?” You ask, turning to Luke.

“Yes, everythings in perfect order, you just need to focus less on stressing yourself out and your body will sort its self out,” Luke responded, Eisuke was silent. The only words he spoke was to thank Luke for his time.

“Eisuke, talk to me, I know you're disappointed but we have our future to create the most beautiful children,” You say as you step out onto the street.

“Why didn’t you tell me the wedding was stressing you out…” He asks, turning to you. You sighed a little.

“It’s just, it feels like it's becoming less about us and more about ‘Mr.Ichinomiya finally settling down’, you know I love you and respect your work but it’s feeling more like an event than our wedding, please don’t be mad at me I know how expensive this has all been,” You finally let out, not able to look at him.

“I’m not mad at you! I’m upset you never told me, your about to become my wife, you was more worried about upsetting me than what you wanted, your the most kindest and perfect woman, I hope you know that,” He said, pressing a kiss to your wrists and making you sob a little at his words. It wasn’t often that Eisuke shared his feelings so when did he always made you emotional.

“Let's keep the big wedding event, but let's get married, just us and those close to us, or whatever you want, we will do whatever makes you happy,” He said softly, tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear.

“You’d do that for me?” You manage through light tears.

“I’d do anything for you, besides the faster we’re married the faster we can get trying for our family,” He says with his trademark smirk. That smirk that made you fall in love with him.

“I think we might be good at the whole trying to make a baby,” You giggle as he wraps his arms around you.

“Oh trust me we’re going to be practising everyday before were married and everyday afterwards,” He smirked, placing a small kiss on your lips.

Soryu:

“(Y/N) are you okay?” Soryu asks with a concerned tone as he knocks on the bathroom door. You froze in fear, you didn’t expect him to be home, he had literally left for work.

“Y-yeah, I’m fine,” You managed, you had been throwing up for the past couple of mornings whilst Soryu had been at work. You had been sitting on the sofa with Eisuke before you felt a wave of nausea fall over you and you bolted for your bathroom and emptied your stomach. This ended up happening for more than a week, you had made the bidders swear they wouldn’t tell Soryu out of fear how he would react. He was extremely protective and would make a bigger deal out of it then it was. You were already anxious of it and didn’t need the added stress on top of it. You had been researching it and the first thing that appeared was ‘pregnancy’ and it almost sent you into overdrive. You were on the pill, you couldn’t be pregnant, you took it everyday exactly at the right time!

“(Y/N), please let me in,” He said, his voice filled with worry. You knew if you didn’t let him in, he would get the spare key from Eisuke or maintenance, so it was easier to just let him in now.

“I’m fine really its ju-,” You said opening the door before the nausea hit again and you flung yourself quickly over the toilet, spewing your guts up.

“Shh, it’s okay,” Soryu calmly reassured you, rubbing your back gently.

“Ugh god I’m sorry, I didn’t want you to see me like this,” You whined, standing up and washing your face.

“So how long has been this been happening, truthfully,” He asks, gently holding your shoulders.

“Just over a week,” You say, refusing to look at him. He gently took your face into his hands and looks at you.

“Do you-” He starts, you knew exactly what he was going to say.

“I don't know,” You interrupted him. You couldn’t help but shake a little, you were scared what if it was true? How would Soryu react? Would he stay with you? You loved him deeply and you knew he loved you back but in all honesty you didn’t know how he would react with a baby involved, you weren't married or even engaged. What if he didn’t want to be with you anymore? You didn’t know if you even wanted a baby yet, your writing career had finally taken off and a baby, you’d lose all you'd worked for.

“(Y/N), breath, breath!” Soryu said, his face pressed against your as he gripped your shoulders. Lost in your thoughts of panic, you forgot to breathe and caused Soryu to panic.

“Soryu, I, I’m scared,” You finally said after a moment of silence, your eyes filled with tears. He pulled you close and wrapped his arms around you.

“Hey, hey come, don’t get yourself worked up, we’ll… we’ll get a test and go from there,” He reassures you, stroking your hair as you gently cry into his chest. You would love to carry and bear Soryu’s children, but not right now, there's too much going on in both of your lives to have time for a child. You take a deep breath and go into one of your wardrobe draws, you reach into the back and pull out a small box.

“I always keep one, incase of an emergency,” You say with a swallow, showing Soryu the pregnancy test who looked just as frightened as you felt.

“Okay, I don't know how they work, what do we do?” He asks as he scratches the back of his neck.

“I, I have to pee on it,” You say, your cheeks flushing and Soryu chuckles slightly, the first time you’d seen him smile through this whole situation.

“Okay, you do that, I’ll wait here and we see the results together?” He responds and cups his hands over yours. You nod slowly before heading into the bathroom. Okay, here we go you think before holding the stick between your legs. A minute later you emerge from the bathroom.

“It needs three minutes before we know,” You say, too anxious to sit and you pace in front of the bed.

“I want you to know, whatever happens I am here with you, you are not alone,” He says, taking your hands and pressing a gentle kiss to them.

“Soryu, I, I love you so much, but I’m only 22, my careers it's only just starting I-... I’m not ready to be a mom,” You manage before collapsing against the wall, tears streaming down your face. Soryu leans down and comforts you.

“Whatever happens we're in this together, I love you so much, just calm down and we see what it says first,” His voice was calm and he stroked his thumbs over yours. He helped you to regulate your breathing before the timer went off on your phone. You both looked at each other and you took a deep breath before stepping into the bathroom.

“Its… It’s negative,” You say with a heavy sigh of relief, you even felt Soryu let out a sigh behind you.

“We have our whole lives ahead of us to worry about making and having babies, it’s okay you don’t want children now, I don't think it's wise with how hot everything at the Ice Dragons is, I couldn’t risk anything happening to you or our family,” He says, holding you tight and placing a kiss to your forehead. His reassuring words made you feel better, you were beyond worried he would be angry at you for not wanting children yet but it was fairly obvious he felt the same that it wasn’t the time.

“One day you’ll be called Mrs. Oh, we’ll have our own house, you’ll have a successful writing career and I’ll hopefully be out of the mafia business and two beautiful children, maybe a boy and a girl and it will be the right time,” He says as he holds you tight, his words melting your heart.

“You seem to have everything planned out,” You giggle, turning to face him giving him a smile.

“I see my future everyday when I look into your eyes,” He softly replied, placing a soft kiss on your lips.

Soryu made you go to the doctors the following day to find out what was happening, it turned out you were having a reaction to some new products that had been brought in the penthouse shopping. All your anxiety faded away about your little scare, you knew whatever happened in the future you were safe and loved with Soryu.

Mamoru: “But we’ve used protection, you’ve been taking your pill right kid?” Mamoru asked, he was pacing up down the living room of the penthouse.

“No, no I though one day, fuck it lets get pregnant for laughs and stopped taking it,” You hissed with sarcasm. You leaned over the sofa and took a cigarette placing it in your mouth. Mamoru watched you and pounced on you knocking it out of your mouth.

“You can’t smoke if you're pregnant!” He yelled.

“Who’s pregnant?” Eisuke asked, him and the other bidders came into the room after hearing the yelling. Their eyes settled on you.

“Ohmygod, I’m going to be an uncle!” Baba yelled with excitement. This is exactly what you didn’t want.

“I’m not pregnant, I’m just late!” You yelled and stood up, storming off in anger.

You were late on your period, you had started a new contraceptive pill two months ago and hadn’t had a period since. You were fretting about it, thoughts building up, you were extremely worried how your boyfriend Mamoru would react. You spent all day deciding whether to tell him or not, but in the end you felt it was best, you were beyond anxious keeping this to yourself and needed his support. But his reaction wasn’t what you expected.

“Come on kid don’t be silly,” Was his response. Come on kid, rang through your ears. Kid? You might be pregnant and he’s calling you kid.

“Mamoru this is serious! I’m late,” You managed but the detective walked out of your bedroom. You followed him, how was not he responding to you.

“Mamoru?” You cried.

“Look it's just a shock kid, I didn’t expect this when I come home from work,” He mumbled.

“And how do you think I feel? I’m petrified, I have no idea what is happening and I’m scared, you're not exactly helping,” You argued back, sitting on the sofa. That was when he then made his statement about ensuring you took your pill.

You slid down your bedroom, pushing your hands against your head and finally the tears began to stream down your face. You were frightened, scared and in all honesty felt alone. Remembering when you had been to the doctors to change your pill he gave you a number to ring if you had any questions or queries, it was only 6 o’clock at night, it wouldn’t hurt to ring. You locked the bedroom door, you didn’t want to see Mamoru's face right now.

“Hello?” A voice said as the phone picked up.

“Doctor Foster? Hi, its Eisuke’s friend (Y/N), I seen you two months ago about changing my pill?” You blurted out. You idiot, you thought, just hi its (Y/N) was all you needed to say.

“Ah yes, I remember, what can I help you with?”.

“I just wanted to ask, since I’ve started it I’ve not a period, this is the second one I’ve actually missed and I guess I’m just concerned,”.

There was a silence, oh god.

“Yeah, your taking (Made up pill name) right? That’s completely normal, the actual pill stops your periods so you won’t get them full stop, I thought you had been made clear of that?”. You let out a heavy sigh of relief.

“No… no this is the first I’ve heard of it but thats really reassuring, thank you, thank you so much, I feel like a right tit now, I’m so sorry for disturbing you,”.

“It’s fine, I’d rather you ring me then worry that pretty head of yours,”.

“Thanks Doctor Foster,”. You click end on the call and fall backwards onto the bed, you feel a ton of weight being lifted. You loved Mamoru, but neither one of you were ready to be parents yet, he was inline for a really big promotion at work and would mean more time away. How could you raise a child together if he was hardly here? You both had never spoke about the future and your plans, you just knew you were in love and enjoying every moment together.

“(Y/N)?” Mamoru said quietly and tried to open the door but not realising it was locked and walked straight into it. You burst into fits of giggles and unlocked the door. Mamoru stood here, before pressing his hands to your stomach and dropping to your knees.

“Mamoru-” You started but was cut off.

“I’m with you every step, we’ll get it all booked and sorted at the doctors, we’ll do this properly. We’ll get married as well, as soon as possible, I’ll find a different job, a better paying one where I can be here more for you and the baby. I am here for every step, your not alone, you don’t need to be scared because you have me,” He says and presses a small kiss to your stomach, it was all too much and you begin to cry.

“I’m not late, I just rang Doctor Foster, it's the actual part of the pill, I won’t have periods anymore,” You respond before turning your back and walking back into the room.

“Mamoru your the kindest, sweetest man, and I’m so grateful for everything you said but I don’t want you to marry me because we got into a situation, I want you to be with me and marry me because you love me,” You say with tears running down your face. His lack of response worried you and you turned around. There he was in front of you on one knee with a ring.

“I want to marry you, I want to spend everyday with you for the rest of my life, I want to look forward to creating a family with you, (Y/N) I love you, will you marry me?” He says, taking your left hand. You found it hard to breath.

“You really want to get married?” You manage it, coming out with a whisper.

“Of course I do darlin, I’ve wanted to ask you this since we first met,” He responds, gently squeezing your hand.

“Yes, ohmygod yes,” You cry with words and physically. Mamoru smiled and placed the ring on your finger before picking you up in his arms and twirling around.

“I love you sweetheart, so much, I can’t wait for our future to begin our family,” He says, pressing a kiss to your lips.

Baba:

“It split,”.

“Baba what do you mean it split,”.

“Like it’s split look,” Your fiancee said, rolling off the condom and waving it in your face.

“Mitsu! Please be serious for a minute, it split now or when you know inside,” You said with a blush on your cheeks. Mitsunari chuckled slightly, how was he not taking this serious.

“Princess I’m not sure, I mean it looks like everything is in there,” He said, holding it up to the light and tilting his head.

“Stop! That's seriously gross,” You gagged slightly turning your head, you couldn’t watch it.

“Baba, you know I stopped taking the pill, this is serious, we can’t just treat this casually,” You add.

“Clearly we fuck too rough to be using these,” He says back with a slightly grin of proudness on his lips. He was seriously infuriating at times, how was he so calm over this.

“Hey come on, it’s fine, whatever happens you know we will get through this together, come on just don’t overthink it,” He said, giving you a gentle kiss.

Don't overthink it. Possibly the worst thing he could have said to you, you were a nightmare for over thinking. It was roughly 8 weeks later and you had completely forgotten all about your ripped accident until it was 3 days into your period and you were late. You’d been throwing up the last few mornings like clockwork, it was becoming a worrying thing for you.

“Princess, are you okay?” Baba asked, getting out of bed to come to your side.

“Don't touch me, please I feel disgusting,” You pleaded and he respected your distance going to the kitchen to get you some water. Whilst you were busy throwing up, Baba was chatting with the other bidders about your state.

“I just, I don’t know what's wrong, she's throwing up,” Baba said.

“Well, is she late?” Ota asked. Baba looked at him hugely confused.

“She’s in the bathroom, I don’t think she’s going anywhere” He chuckled. The other bidders swapped a concerned exchange.

“No you idiot, is she, you late, late,” Mamoru said. Baba looked at the bidders before his pupils dilated as the realisation kicked in.

“I mean there was an incident a few weeks ago when the condom split, I don’t know if it happened when pulling out or not,” He said so casually, the other bidders making noises in disgust at his comment.

“I think you should take her to Luke, get a check up, you might become a dad old man,” Eisuke smirked.

“I did read in my horoscope, there would be big changes coming my way soon, may this is it?” He said a twinkle in his eye.

You were furious he had told the bidders about what happened, you were stressed enough about the situation, you didn’t need them adding to it.

“I just you know, it kinda slipped it out, anyway it’s nice for them to know they all be uncles!” Baba said cheerfully in the waiting room to see Luke Foster.

“Hunny, I know but don’t you think it’s kinda private right now like we don’t know what’s happening, I just don’t need the pressure of this on top of everything,” You say and squeeze his hand.

“I’m just excited you know, there might be a baby in you,” He says with a grin.

You knew how much he wanted to be a dad and that was no issue but it was only a few weeks ago he was on a mission that went wrong and was almost caught. If it wasn’t for Mamoru, he would definitely be in jail and it frightened you. What would happen if you was pregnant and he got caught on a mission, leaving you and the baby alone? It petrified you to your core.

“Mitsu, (Y/N), come in,” Foster said with a smile and the two of you went into his office. Luke took some bloods and was going to examine you cervix, Baba holding your hand through every step.

“Right, Miss (Y/N) you’ve recently started taking Zeno (made up drug) is that correct?” He asked, Baba looked at you confused and you bit your lip nodding.

“Zeno? What’s Zeno?” Baba asked looking at you confused.

“It’s a blood pressure drug, it lowers the blood pressure, your fiancée has been experiencing high blood pressure due to her contraceptive pill, that’s why she was taken off it,” Foster says, examining your notes.

“You said it was because you didn’t want to take it anymore,” Baba said stroking your face.

“I didn’t want to tell you, I knew you’d worry,” You giving him a sweet smile.

“That will explain the vomiting, it takes roughly 8 weeks to enter your system properly hence the vomiting and your period will be also be due to your blood pressure, it won’t be regular for a few more weeks as your body adjusts to the medication, just give it time and it will settle,” Luke adds, he turned to type on his screen.

“So, so she’s not pregnant?” Mitsunari asked, you could hear the loss of hope in his voice.

“Unfortunately not and I don’t recommend getting pregnant at this time, it won’t do you any good Miss (Y/N), I say give it 6 months let your body regulate and then try but everything’s in perfect condition there’s no signs of concern,” Luke finished.

You looked at Baba, you knew he was so excited.

“Come on, it’s all good, we have the wedding soon and then we can start officially trying,” You say wrapping your arms around him in the elevator.

“I just, I’m scared, what if it takes years to get you pregnant and then I’ll be old, I don’t want to be at risk of not being able to give you a family,” He says, you could tears in his voice.

“Mitsunari! You can run laps around those other bidders! And we try, and try, we try properly none of this splitting protection, we try all day everyday if we have too, I know you won’t complain! And if it doesn’t happen then we look into other options but that’s not for years from now, let’s just focus on the wedding and like Foster said in 6 months we can start trying to create additions for our family,” You say sweetly, pressing your chest against his back and holding him tightly. He turns and wraps his arms around you.

“How did I get so lucky to find the most perfect woman in the world?” He chuckles, placing a kiss to your hair.

Ota:

“Don’t call me Koro!” You snapped angrily at Ota. He had gotten on your last nerve and you couldn’t help but tell aggressively at him. Your mood swings off lately had become unpredictable and the littlest of things were setting you off. You stormed out the room.

“Jesus, what did you do Ota?” Soryu asked, looking up from the document he was reading.

“Who knows, it’s that time of month, she’s just constantly flipping and changing her moods,” Ota mumbled, he knew better than to follow you and anger you more, instead he’d let you calm down.

You had just gotten out the shower and pulled on your pyjamas when Ota came waltzing in.

“You’ve really upset your master today, you need to make it up to him,” He smirks and nods down guesting for you to please him with your mouth.

“Not happening,” You snapped ignoring him, you wasn’t talking to him. He had done nothing wrong, you was just pissed off.

“Koro are you ignoring your masters commands,” He growls and stalks over to you, before assaulting your neck with kisses.

“Ota stop it! I am not in the mood!” You yelled and pushed him back off you. You turned and broke down into tears, Ota quickly scooping you into his arms and allowing you to be embraced by him.

“Hey, it’s okays what’s up? I’m sorry I know it’s that time and your confidence drops but I still love you and think you are just as sexy as any other day,” He silently whispers as he strokes your hair.

“But I’m not on, I-I’m late,” You sobbed, finally revealing to him the cause of your constant mood flips.

“Y-your late? As in late? As in how late?” He quickly asks, holding you tight.

“A couple of days, I don't understand we’ve been using protection,”. You hear Ota gulp slightly.

“Ota? You have been wearing protection right…?” You ask, looking up to his face which was flustered.

“Well, there… there was one time, we didn’t,”.

“You what!”.

“It was that night you came to the studio and we had did it in the cupboard, I didn’t have anything on me and everything moved so fast!” He said and you felt your heart racing.

“Ota! Why didn’t you tell me!” You cried.

“You can’t just do that expect everything to be fine!”.

“I-I pulled out, I swear! Would a baby really be so bad?” He asked.

“Be so bad? Ota, we’re kids, we share a room in Eisukes penthouse, could you imagine bringing a child here,” You said to him.

“I think bringing a baby to a couple who love each other isn't all bad…”He mumbles and brushes your hair out of your face. You can’t help but smile at him, he was love of your life.

“And if you know, this turns out to be something more than just being late then we deal with it one step at a time,”.

“For someone so young, you're so sensible at times,” You say and press a kiss to his lips.

Ota had a gallery exhibition the next day which would run for a few nights. You agreed to wait until he was finished and if you were still late you’d take a test. On the final day of his exhibition you woke up, your stomach in knots. You looked down and saw blood staining your pyjamas and bed sheets, oh thank god. You rushed to the bathroom, you finally got your period.

“Ota?”

“Koro, I’m a little busy sweetie is everything okay?”.

“I got my period,”.

“You did?”.

“Yeah,”.

“Thats… thats good, I need to go. I'll see you when I’m home,” and with that he put the phone down. You could hear the disappointment slightly in his voice. You loved him, you really did but you knew deep down it wasn’t time for you to start a family. You waited anxiously for him to come home.

“Koro?” He said quietly as he crept into the bedroom, it was not long after minute.

“Hey, your home, I thought you’d be earlier than this…” You respond, sitting up in bed. Ota sat at the end next to your feet.

“Ota, I know you think a baby would be great, and it will be but right now it’s not right, we couldn’t bring a baby into Eisukes home, he can barely cope with Baba and you!” You say and he chuckles softly.

“I love you, I really do, I’m just so excited for our future and I kinda skipped ahead. I want to enjoy you all to myself Koro before we have a family, which is why…” He says, crawling up to you and place some documents in your hand. You scan over them.

“Apartment listings…?” You say.

“I want us to live together in Koro, have our own space,”.

“Oh Ota, I- of course oh this is so exciting,” You squeal with excitement. He leans over you and presses a kiss to you.

“I’m so excited to start our future together,”.

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Cherry Blossoms (Hanzo Shimada + OC) Chapter 12

Chapter 12 of Cherry Blossoms (Master List)

Pairing: Alpha Hanzo + Omega OC

Word Count: 2489 words

The long awaited day had finally arrived. And Jack Morrison was surprisingly into Halloween. Not that he would ever openly admit to enjoying the holiday.

“Wow!” Danny gasped when she saw the alpha’s costume splayed out alongside the copious amounts of fake blood and costume makeup he had bought for the occasion. What looked like it had once been a t-shirt was now just a tattered cloth with sleeves and a hole to put his head through, and some cargo pants had been cut within an inch of their life.

“Yeah, yeah,” Jack scoffed, waving his hand dismissively. “Just do my makeup, kid,” he commanded, and Danny sighed, motioning for him to sit in front of her. He did so, and Danny got to work. She first made his whole face pale with a powdery makeup he had gotten for the occasion, and then made the hollows around his eyes much darker. She added some purple on his cheekbones to make his face look more gaunt, and then stopped to study his face for a minute.

“Do you mind if I put the fake blood and gashes over your scars? They’d make good guides,” she asked, and Jack nodded, the corner of his lip quirking up.

“Go ahead,” Danny smiled at him and went to do just that. “You’re gonna be a badass zombie,” she muttered a couple minutes later, dripping some fake blood down his neck. He chuckled.

“I’m badass no matter what I am,” he countered, and Danny hummed in agreement, withholding her giggle so she didn’t shake and mess up his makeup.

“Alright, you still want to be a tree?” Danny asked, and Bastion nodded. “Lovely!” Danny beamed, handing Bastion a paint bucket. “Can you open this? Be careful and try not to spill it!” she asked, and Bastion nodded again, grabbing the paint bucket and gently prying it open. “Thanks love!” she chirped, and Bastion responded with a series of happy beeps. Bastion handed her the bucket again, and Danny gently placed it down on a table, before dunking her hand in the bucket. She began spreading the paint over Bastion’s arms and chest piece, putting little lines to make it look a bit like tree bark.

A little less than an hour later, Bastion had been painted brown. The paint would be easy to take off, they just needed to wipe it off with a hot face cloth. Danny glued leaves around Bastion before having them heat up. Bastion could regulate their temperature, and so they could heat themselves up to dry the paint.

“You look great!” Danny beamed, and Bastion chirped, giving her a thumbs up. “I’m gonna go get ready, remember the party’s at six!” she called over her shoulder as she left down the hall. Bastion beeped an affirmative after her.

After Danny had finished helping Bastion with their costume, she retreated to her room to put together her own. She put some earrings on, she had made them out of the gears Hanzo had gotten her. Danny quickly did her makeup, which just consisted of some eyeliner and bright red lipstick on her face, but then she added some gold and silver shimmering lines along her chest so they looked like veins. Some of them went down her arms and stopped just at the crook of her elbow. After spraying some setting spray all over the lines, she slipped into her sleeveless black dress, which was fitted around the bust and flew out in a bunch of layers of fabric around her legs. There was a long slit going up to her upper thigh that she had initially been nervous about, but she was feeling herself. It was Halloween! Anything goes! She placed her witch’s hat on her head. She had glued tiny gears all around the brim and the base of the hat. She then hung some goggles around her neck, and slipped on her clunky brown boots she had chosen to go with the costume.

After doing a quick twirl in front of the mirror, grinning from ear to ear, Danny exitted her room, peeking around the hallway before crossing to Jesse’s door and banging on it.

“Jesse!” she shouted through the door. “Are you ready?” It opened a moment later, revealing Jesse in a wolf ear headband and a big black overcoat with rips along the arms where some fake fur had been shoved through. His face, which had brown makeup running down from his hairline to make it look like he was much more hairy than he actually was, sported a scowl as he itched at the fur peaking through the coat.

“Yeah, I’m ready,” he said, his face pinching as he adjusted the coat a bit, before it relaxed. “There we go,” he muttered, and Danny smiled, reaching through the doorway and grabbing his hand.

“Great!” she beamed, dragging him out and into the hallway. “Let’s go!” Jesse chuckled, allowing himself to be pulled down the hall towards the common area, where Danny and Lena had set up the Overwatch Halloween Party. They had kicked everyone out early that morning and denied anyone access until 6 pm, when the party started.

“Danny!” Lena called from in front of the large archway leading to the common area. It had been covered by two heavy red velvet curtains, they had Winston to thank for hanging them.

“You ready?” Danny asked excitedly, making her way over to the woman, who had been on guard duty. She was dressed in some white leggings and a waistcoat. A pocket watch was chained to one end of the waistcoat and rested in the pocket on the other side, and on her head was a headband with two bunny ears sticking out from the top.

“Ready, love!” Tracer nodded, bouncing on the balls of her feet. Danny nodded, and dove through the curtain with Tracer.

“Come on!” Danny called back, and the other members of Overwatch, who had gathered in the hallway, slowly made their way into the transformed common area.

Everyone’s jaws dropped as they saw what Danny and Lena had done to the space in less than 10 hours. The tables had been pushed to the edges of the room, with spider web table clothes covering them. Snacks were scattered around the tables as well as a punch bowl with what looked like eyeballs floating around in it. The couches had been moved more towards the center, set up in a relaxed semicircle. A coffee table with a crystal ball in the center lay between a couple of the couches, with eyeballs on a tray right next to the crystal ball.

(The eyeballs on the tray were really just buckeyes, chocolate covered peanut butter balls, that Lena and Danny had painted with some edible paint)

Jesse let out a low whistle.

“Quite a set up,” he said, going to tip his hat to Lena and Danny, only to remember it wasn’t there. Danny and Lena both beamed.

“Thanks!” Danny chirped, before spreading her arms wide and addressing the crowd. “Welcome to the Overwatch Halloween Party! We got snacks, drinks, and fun drinks, so go crazy!” There were some cheers and people dispersed throughout the room. Lucio, sporting a classic buccaneer outfit and a large golden hoop dangling from one ear, went straight over to a DJ table Lena and Danny had set up for him. He had begged them to let him DJ and they had agreed, though they had a list of required songs he had to play for them:

Monster Mash

Thriller

Cha Cha Slide

He had agreed easily to their demands.

Jesse, who had stuck next to Danny, elbowed her in the ribs lightly.

“What?” she asked, looking up at him, but he said nothing and just jutted his chin towards the door. Danny followed his gaze and had to clench her jaw to keep it from dropping at the sight.

Hanzo and Genji had walked in. Genji was wearing a stereotypical ninja costume with a red sash around his head, and Hanzo…

Hanzo was wearing a nice black suit that was fitted perfectly to his body. A blood red shirt was under the suit jacket as well as a black tie, and over the knot of the tie was a skull. He was wearing a top hat with a sash around the base. The sash was covered in skulls, and two tails for the sash fell behind his head. In his hand he gripped a cane with a skull on the top.

He looked good.

Danny raced over to the Shimada brothers.

“You guys look great!” she gushed, looking between the two, however her stare lingered on Hanzo a little longer than it perhaps should have. Jesse made his way over a little slower than Danny, much calmer. She tilted her head back so she could look up and meet Hanzo’s eyes. “You’re a witch doctor?” she asked, and Hanzo nodded, a bit of pink dusting his cheeks.

“Yes,” he said, and Danny beamed.

“So we’re twinning!” she held up a peace sign, and Hanzo’s shoulders seemed to relax as he let out a chuckle.

“Yes, we are,” he agreed after a moment.

All four of them jumped when the music suddenly started up, and the Monster Mash started playing in the background. Danny grinned, turning around and giving Lucio a thumbs up. He nodded at her and smiled back. Danny then looked around, and gasped when she saw Reinhardt.

“No way!” she muttered before bounding over to him. Jesse, Genji, and Hanzo all exchanged looks as they slowly followed after her. “Reinhardt!” Danny called, and the knight turned to look at her. He was covered in a brown furry suit, and a sash was over one shoulder while a crossbow was over the other. “You’re Chewbacca?” she beamed, and Reinhardt nodded with a laugh.

“Of course!” he said, before reaching behind him and tugging. Torbjörn begrudgingly allowed himself to be pulled into view by Reinhardt. Danny’s grin widened when she saw his Han Solo costume.

“Oh that’s awesome!” she cheered. “Is there a Luke and Leia?” she asked, and Reinhardt laughed, pointing to the side. Danny followed his finger to see Brigitte speaking to Lena in an all white dress, and her hair was in two gigantic buns on either side of her head. “Hell yeah,” she muttered to herself.

Before they could converse any further, Danny was gasping and racing over to Winston, who had just crouched down and through the doorway.

“No!” she shouted, running up to the scientist. “No way!” she laughed, and Winston gave her a sheepish smile. Jesse and Hanzo exchanged exasperated, but fond looks as they changed directions and headed towards Winston, giving Reinhardt and Torbjörn nods in greeting.

“Athena suggested it,” he shrugged, and Danny’s hand rose to her mouth, trying to contain her sniggers.

“Athena suggested-” she had to cut herself off with a burst of laughter. “Athena suggested you be a jar of peanut butter?” Winston nodded his head, the giant teal cap on top tilting down with it.

“So, are you… chunky or smooth?” Genji asked, giggling, and Danny reached over to thwack him on the back of his head. “Ow!” his hand rose to rub at where she hit, and he shot Danny a dirty look. Winston just levelled them both with an unimpressed stare. He didn’t even grace Genji with an answer, instead turning and walking away to join Lena and Angela across the room. The blonde medic was wearing an elegant victorian dress, and her lips were painted blood red. Occasionally one could see two fangs peeking out from between said lips. Danny pouted at Genji.

“You jerk!” she groaned jokingly, heading towards one of the snack tables and pouring herself some punch,

“It was an honest question!” Genji shot back, and Danny rolled her eyes.

“Sure it was,” she giggled, shaking her head at him. She jumped when she felt a bit of heat at her back, looking over her shoulder to see Hanzo standing right behind her. He looked at her cup.

“What is that?” he asked, and Danny snorted.

“Blood,” she answered, only to be met with an unimpressed look by Hanzo. She pouted at his lack of response. “No fun,” the corner of Hanzo’s lips quirked up into a small .smirk.

“I’m fun!” he argued lightheartedly, and Danny narrowed her eyes at him.

“Whatever you say, sweetheart,” she said with a grin, pouring another cup of punch and turning to hand it to him. “Bet you’re more fun with some alcohol in you!” she chirped teasingly, shoving it into his hand. Hanzo sighed, raising the cup to his nose to give the red punch a sniff. Smelling nothing off, Hanzo took a sip of the punch, and let out a pleased hum.

“It’s good,” he said, and Danny grinned.

“Good!” she cheered. Hanzo smiled down at her, and Danny had the passive thought that he was quite handsome in a top hat…

“So this is something new, Casper slide part two…” Danny broke out into a grin, her free hand reaching out to grab Hanzo’s arm.

“Come on!” she cheered, dragging him over to the open space that they had allocated for dancing. Others were also lining up for the song, and Hanzo was staring at Danny, so lost. She giggled, and plucked his drink out of his hand, plopping it down on one of the coffee tables with her own.

“Everybody clap your hands…” people began to clap to the rhythm, and Hanzo jumped, looking at Danny questioningly.

“It’s the cha cha slide! A group dance!” she cheered, and he just tilted his head.

“What?” he muttered, and Danny giggled.

“It’s self explanatory,” she said to him, and he continued to stare blankly at her. She rolled her eyes playfully, grabbing his hand in her own. “Just do what I do!” she urged him.

“To the left!” Danny stepped to the left, pulling on Hanzo’s hand so he did it with her. “Take it back now y’all!” she stepped back, again dragging Hanzo with her. She accidentally bumped into Lena, who grinned at her. “One hop this time!” they both jumped in the air, though Hanzo stayed firmly on the ground.

“What is this?” he asked Danny, who stomped with the command as it came.

“A classic party dance!” she said to him, beginning to do a silly dance as the actual cha cha part came on. Hanzo just stared quizzically at her, but she shook her head, reaching over and grabbing his other hand to try and get him to dance with her. “Come on Hanzo! Dance with me!” she pleaded, pouting and widening her eyes. Hanzo stared at her for a moment, unmoving, before he started to nod his head a little. Danny grinned, giving him a quick hug before pulling back “I’ll take it!”

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ddixons-angel · 4 years

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Fated: Season 1

Summary: Gloria Rhee narrowly escapes Atlanta with her brother as the outbreak reaches the city. Luckily, they find a camp outside the city and together, they fend through encounters with the living and undead.

Starts a little before Season 1 and then follows the main storyline of the show.

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Glenn Sister!OC

Warnings: major TWD spoilers, language, violence (the typical TWD stuff)

A/N: I’m thinking of maybe posting this 2 times a week instead of just once, but I’m not sure. Any takers on this???

And...I’m not 100% sure what season the gif is from... might not be Season 1... but it fits so I’m using it still :D

Chapter 3:

It had been a few days since Gloria helped Daryl with his injuries when he fell in the woods. The two haven’t talked much since then, Daryl seemed to be purposely avoiding her and keeping his distance from the campsite in general. He had already went out into the woods to hunt fresh meat for the group. Gloria was sitting around the unlit campfire with Carol as she looked after her daughter, Sophia, and Carl, a boy close to Sophia’s age.

“So, how’s the end of the world treating you?” Gloria asks Carol, breaking the silence.

Carol smiles softly at her, “not too bad, we have a safe camp, and I have my daughter. What more could I ask for? What about you?”

“I’d like to think we’re pretty blessed, given the circumstances. Although... I do wish Glenn didn’t have to go into the city alone so often for supplies.” Gloria sighs, admitting her worry for her brother.

“He’s doing a very brave thing, your brother. We owe him a lot,” Carol pats Gloria’s back gently, “I also heard that they’re planning a big run with a few others into the city.”

Gloria looks at Carol, her eyebrow raised, “Really?”

“Well, that’s what I heard from Dale.” Carol shrugs, she then looks up to see Lori, Carl’s mother, walking by, “Good morning, Lori.”

Carol’s call out to her makes Lori stop in her tracks and looks over to her and Gloria sitting there with the kids. She gives a forced smile then carries on her way into the woods. Gloria frowns slightly but then notices that someone else is lurking in the woods, seemingly waiting for Lori.

Gloria turns to Carol and leans in to whisper to her so the kids don’t hear her, “what do you think she’s up to? I’ve seen her sneaking off quite a bit lately.”

Carol does the same and whispers back, “I can’t be completely certain, but I think I’ve seen her getting particularly close with Shane, I mean, they knew each other before I even met them.”

“But... Shane isn’t Carl’s dad, right?” Gloria asks, she never wanted to pry into any of the other inhabitant’s private lives but her curiosity was getting the best of her.

Carol shakes her head, “No, I don’t think I’ve ever heard Carl calling Shane dad, I think I heard that Lori lost her husband just before everything happened.”

“And she’s with another man already?” Gloria looks at Carol with a shocked look; she’s usually not one to judge another’s choices, but Lori really didn’t look the type to move on so fast.

“Well, who can really blame her? With everything that’s happened, I think she needs someone to lean on, I know I would. Not everyone is as strong as you are, Gloria.” Carol smiles at Gloria.

Gloria scoffs in embarrassment at Carol’s words and shakes her head, about to deny the older woman’s words until Sophia calls for her mother.

“Mommy, look!” Sophia excitedly exclaims, holding up a drawing she just created, “it’s me and you!”

Carol smiles lovingly at her daughter, “I love it, sweetie.”

Gloria leans her arms on her knees, leaning in while smiling at Sophia, “wow, you did that? It’s just as beautiful as your mom!”

Sophia gleems at her words, giggling and looking back at her masterpiece, and then it’s Carl’s turn to want attention, “look at mine!” he says, holding up his drawing of a dinosaur.

“Is that a t-rex?!” Gloria asks excitedly, wanting to hype up the little boy.

Carl grins proudly and nods, “Yeah! Look at it’s sharp teeth! Isn’t it scary?”

“Yep, super scary. Oh man, I don’t know if I’ll be able to sleep tonight after seeing that, I might have nightmares!” Gloria pretends to cower back and shiver, causing the boy to laugh.

Carl holds the drawing out closer to Gloria and makes a growling noise and Gloria growls back playfully, Carol and Sophia laughing at the amusing scene in front of them. Carol’s laughter is cut short by her husband, Ed, as he calls out to her and Sophia to return back to their tent. She looks to Gloria apologetically and goes off with her daughter. Gloria shoots her a sympathetic look as she watches the two walk away; she felt that there was something off about Ed the first time she laid eyes on him, but she had no proof that anything was happening within the small family.

“Hey,” Glenn greets as he sits down where Carol was sitting previously, “we’re planning a group run into the city tomorrow.”

Gloria nods, “I heard, Carol told me. Who’s going with you?”

“T-Dog, Andrea, Jacqui, Morales and... Merle.” Glenn sighs as he says the last name on the list.

“He’s going with you guys? Are you sure that’s a good idea?” she frowns at the mention of Merle as well.

“I don’t like it either, but Dale says that we should give the guy a chance to prove himself or something.” Glenn explains, a look of worry still etched on his face.

“Well... I guess we shouldn’t really argue with Dale. Plus, there are more of you than him, if he does start anything, you guys can back each other up,” Gloria says, putting her arm around Glenn’s shoulders, “you should watch your back though, if he can’t get revenge on me, he might target you.”

Glenn looks at her then nods, “I will.” he then turns his attention to Carl who’s adding more to his dinosaur drawing, “Hey buddy, is that a t-rex?!”

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Later that day, Daryl had come back from a very successful hunting trip as he brought back a deer for the group. The others had helped him skin the animal and prepare for a nice feast that evening. The fire was lit and the inhabitants of the camp had taken their seats around the campfire, even both the Dixon brothers had decided to join them.

“I can’t believe that after all this time, we still don’t know anything about our new recruits!” Dale proclaimed as everyone was enjoying their dinner, “Glenn, Gloria, why don’t you two talk a bit about yourselves?”

The siblings look at each other then the rest of the anticipating group, surprised and slightly embarrassed by the sudden attention.

“What about them?” Gloria says, gesturing to the Dixon brothers, “They’re new too, technically, they’re newer than us.”

“Nuh uh, ladies first.” Merle pipes up with a mocking grin on his face.

Daryl doesn’t say anything in protest, then Gloria looks to Glenn who shrugs and then gestures for her to start talking. Gloria scoffs at her brother and shoots him a playful glare.

“Alright then,” Gloria clears her throat, “where do I begin?”

“You could start with where you were before all this started. What you were doing with your life, stuff like that.” Shane smirked at her, clearly knowing that she did not want to talk about yourself.

Gloria squints at him then sighs, “Well, Glenn and I were born and raised in Michigan. I decided I wanted to go to school at the Georgia State University..”

“What did you major in?” Amy asks curiously.

“I double majored in health sciences and music. My parents didn’t really want me to go into the musical field so I had to negotiate with them that if I study to become a doctor then they’d have to let me study music at the same time.” Gloria explains, “I was also interning as a nurse at a hospital just before this all started.”

“We have a doctor amongst us!” Dale exclaims happily, raising his cup of his old liquor in joy.

The rest also raised their cups, expressing their thanks and happiness that they have a person with a medical background in their group. Gloria smiles shyly and looks to Glenn to take some of the attention away from her.

Glenn chuckles at her then clears his throat, “and while she was busy studying to be the first rockstar doctor, I’ve just been delivering pizzas all over the city.”

This information caused Merle to belt out a laugh, “so you’re just saying that you’re the blacksheep of the family? Letting yer sister do all the hard work while you’re just delivering pizzas?”

“Well... I...” Glenn’s face blushes a deep red in embarrassment, unable to find words.

“He’s not a blacksheep or anything close to that, alright?” Gloria speaks up, angry that Glenn is being put down, “He could have gotten his own education, he’s smart enough to do that on his own, but do you know why he decided to come to Atlanta with me? He wanted to make sure I had everything provided for me, so he worked his ass off to pay for my education. I wouldn’t have been able to study to become a doctor if he hadn’t sacrificed his own education for mine!”

Glenn puts his hand on Gloria’s back to calm her down, “it’s okay, stop.” he whispers into her ear.

Merle rolls his eyes at Gloria’s rant, “and yet he still needs his baby sister to defend him.”

“Merle... jus’ shut it...” Daryl mutters quietly so that only his brother can hear; he’d stopped eating and was just looking down at his plate ever since Merle opened his mouth the first time.

“You know what? Why don’t you tell us about you and what you’ve accomplished then because I’m sure you aren’t the blacksheep of your family.” Glenn says angrily, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

Now huffing with anger at Glenn’s words, Merle starts to lunge forward to him but Daryl catches him first before he reaches Glenn. Daryl holds him back then eventually pushes him back in the direction to the brothers’ tents.

“Merle, tha’s enough!” Daryl shouts, glaring at his brother.

Merle, still panting angrily, finally storms off to his tent but not before shooting Daryl a glare that clearly said he’s going to get it later.

Daryl sighs and sits back down, “Sorry ‘bout him, he never actually gets along wit’ anyone unless they’re drunk or high.”

An awkward silence is evident around the campfire when Gloria tries to lighten up the mood, “hey, I don’t think we’ve thanked Daryl yet for the deer, this is probably the most any of us have eaten since the world ended.”

“That is true! Let’s drink to that, to Daryl and his deer!” Dale says happily, once again raising his cup.

The others follow suit, all thanking Daryl for the fresh meat as he shifts uncomfortably, not used to the positive attention.

“Hey Daryl, do you have any hunting stories?” Carl asks excitedly, sitting in his mother’s lap.

“Uh...” Daryl hesitates then he catches Gloria’s eyes as she gives him an encouraging nod, “well, there was tha’ one time I was huntin’ for squirrels in the woods and I saw a chupacabra.”

“A chupacabra? What’s that?” Carl asks, looking up at Shane like he had all the answers.

Shane grins and leans forward, “Chupacabra? It’s like a vampire-dog, or something like that.”

This causes the rest of the group to start chuckling, making it obvious that they don’t believe Daryl’s story.

He looks around and glares at the group laughing at him, “ya don’ believe me?”

Trying to stifle his laughter, Dale responds, “well Daryl, you’re asking us to believe in a mythical creature.”

“I know what I saw.” Daryl says firmly, still glaring at everyone laughing at him.

Gloria tilts her head, “you know, that actually reminds me of the time we went camping and I saw Bigfoot.”

“Gloria, you did not see Bigfoot.” Glenn says as he facepalms in second hand embarrassment.

“Yes, I did. You, mom, dad, and Gena kept telling me it was a bear but I know what I saw, it was Bigfoot.” Gloria argues, the rest of the group now amused by the bickering of the two siblings.

“That’s because it was a bear! Gloria, you were 6, how would you know what you saw?” Glenn is adamant on his point.

“First of all, I was 7. Second, I showed you the footprints, they were this big,” Gloria holds her hands up and demonstrates that the footprint was close to 2 feet long, “no bear has this big a foot, but do you know what has a foot this big?”

Glenn is about to retort when Daryl beats him to it, “Bigfoot.” the others, including Gloria and Glenn, turn to look at him, “I believe ya.”

Gloria grins at him, “Thank you! I believe you too,” she raises her arm in expectation for a high five to which Daryl hesitantly but eventually reciprocates; the two of them share a look, hinting at a mutual trust towards one another.

The rest of the night carries on with stories of Dale's past and Andrea and Amy's fishing trips. The group drink and dine until it gets late and the children are falling asleep in their parent's arms.

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In the morning, Glenn is getting the planned group prepared for the supply run into the city. The others who are not going on the run had given them a list of items to look out for. Glenn is looking over the map of the city, going over which places to search and where to avoid. Everyone going, including Merle, were listening to his instruction and taking mental notes. Gloria’s leaning by the RV listening as well, she figured that in case things went sideways, she’d at least know what places to go to start looking for the group.

“Hey Gloria.” Daryl calls out as he walks towards the campsite, beckoning her to come over to him.

“What’s up?” Gloria says as she approaches him, “your wrist okay?”

Daryl hums and nods, not looking at her, “this ain’ ‘bout that. Are ya goin' on the run?”

“No, I’m not. Why? Is there anything you needed from the city? I can ask Glenn to-” she gets cut off by Daryl.

“Can ya go?” he finally looks up at her to see her blinking at him, looking confused at his request, “Merle’s goin’ with 'em, right?” Daryl confirms as she nods, “I need ya to go to keep him in check, make sure he don’ get himself or anyone else killed, ya know?”

Understanding what Daryl’s inferring, she nods, “You sure I can do that?”

“You’re the only one wit’ enough guts to kick his ass, so I’d say yeah, ya can.” Daryl smirks at her.

This earns a chuckle out of Gloria who finally agrees, “Alright fine, but I can’t guarantee your brother will be in one piece if he starts shit with anyone.”

Daryl scoffs and rolls his eyes, “just don’ kill him and we’ll be fine.”

“No promises,” Gloria chuckles again, “but how come you don’t go yourself, you seem to be fine with keeping him in check.”

Daryl makes a face and shakes his head, “Nah, I was plannin’ to go huntin’, wanted to go out further in the woods, see if I can get another buck or somethin’. I’ll prolly be out for a day or two.”

Understanding, Gloria nods, “Alright, you be careful out there though. Watch out for any creeks.” she teases with a smile.

Scoffing and rolling his eyes again, “yeah, whatever. Ya be careful too.”

Daryl turns and makes his way back to his and his brother’s tents and Gloria goes to Glenn who had just finished explaining the plan to the other runners.

“Glenn!” she calls out to her brother, making him turn around to face her, “what’s the plan, I’m going with you guys.”

Glenn frowns at this, “What? Why?”

Gloria glances around her and then back at Glenn, she starts to speak in Korean in fear of Merle eavesdropping on the two, “the loud idiot is going with you, I don’t trust him going with you guys.”

“I thought we talked about this, we’ll be fine. I’ll watch my back along with the others.” Glenn responds back in Korean.

“His brother thinks I should go with you because I’m the only one who can kick his ass. He asked me to go and keep him in check, I already told him I would.” Gloria explains, again in their mother tongue.

Glenn stays silent for a bit, thinking to himself then finally nods, responding back in English, “alright, fine, here’s the plan...”

Gloria listens intently to the plan Glenn had mapped out on the city map, taking in every detail to make sure as best she can that nothing goes sideways. The group gets into the truck and are about to head off into the city. Glenn makes it a very important point to not wander off alone and to keep as quiet as possible so as to not attract any unwanted attention, whether it be from walkers or other people. To put simple, the plan is to get in, get what they need, then get out.

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Next Chapter

So for this chapter, I really wanted to show a bit of bonding between Daryl and Gloria, and I also wanted to throw in come of Glenn and Gloria’s family background and culture there too, hope it all made sense!

I would really appreciate any comments left for me! I’ll be replying to any comments in a new post because this is a sideblog!

#Daryl Dixon X OC #TWD Fanfiction #Fated S1: Chapter 3 #The Walking Dead fanfiction #Daryl Dixon #Glenn Rhee #Fated: Season 1 #Daryl Dixon X Original Character #Glenn Sister!OC

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lovemychoices · 4 years

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The Lost Prince - TRR/TRH AU [Liam x MC] Mini Series - Part 1

After being married for three years and unable to produce an heir. Liam gets an unexpected news that changes his & Riley’s life forever.

Genre : Romance, Drama

*THIS SERIES PRACTICALLY THROWS CANON OUT THE WINDOW* YEET!YEET!

Characters except my OCs belong to Pixelberry, I am just borrowing them

Word count : 1500++

Chapter Summary: Liam and Riley struggle to get an heir forcing Riley to go with plan C. Meanwhile Liam gets some life changing news that could change his life forever.

A/N : So I had this series kept in my draft for quite sometime and finally decided to post it. I might regret this later. This will be a 5-6 part mini series and is going to be a prequel for another series I have planned called Heirs : A prince of Cordonia. I did not check for edits so forgive me for any grammatical mistakes.

Warning : Mentions of infertility and some pregnancy complications, that might be sensitive to some readers.

Riley nervously taps her feet on the carpet floor of the SUV while fidgeting with the fingernails, she was trying her best not to bite on them a habit she developed as a child whenever she felt nervous or uneasy. They were on their way to meet the OB-GYN for what felt like the hundredth time. Riley and Liam have been married for two years and were unsuccessful in producing an heir, something that they were being put under pressure for ever since they were married.

They tried the natural way during their first year of marriage when that didn’t work they opted for other options like IVF and IUI even some traditional methods but nothing worked. “Everything will be alright love.” Liam takes her hand assuring her. “Liam, I can’t go through with this again. What if it’s a false alarm again? What if I’m not pregnant.”

Liam wraps his arms around her shoulders, pulling her closer. “Then we try again, there are some couples who try ten year before they are able to conceive.”

“But we’re not like other couples, we don’t have time. The longer Cordonia doesn’t have an heir the more dangerous it will be for the monarchy. What if something bad happens?”

“Hey look at me Riley.” He tilted her chin with his fingers so she’s looking at him. “I will never let anything bad happen to us. Whatever it takes, remember?” Riley gives a grateful nod and leaned her head on Liam's shoulder. When they reached the doctor's office, the were both heartbroken to hear that their IVF treatment was yet again not successful.

At that point Riley had already felt like giving up and was considering a third option. “I think we should move to plan C.” She said in a perpetually tired voice, her eyes downcast. Liam is about to say something but she holds up her hand and continues. “Before you say anything, Hana and I already have a few candidates lined up and by the looks of it they seem pretty promising.”

“Love, I don’t want to pressure you into doing something you don’t want to.”

“But that’s just it Liam, I want this. I am just so tired with all the failed attempts, I just can’t do this anymore. I want to have a family with you even if it means I’m not the one who’s going to be carry them myself. It will still be our child and that’s the only thing that matters to me.”

Riley's request took Liam by surprise, he knew how much the whole pregnancy experience meant to her. He gets up from his chair and walks to where Riley is seated, he takes her hand in his and kneels in front of her, his eyes gazing warmly into hers. “My love, you know all I want is your happiness. If this is what you want, what you really want then you have my full support.”

If she was being honest, surrogacy was the last thing she wanted. What if something went wrong? Like the surrogate going rouge and running away with their baby? There have been such cases. But she didn’t want to be selfish, she knew how much having an heir meant to Liam and while he could wait the council couldn’t nor could the media.

Riley gives a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “I’ll have Madeleine set up an appointment for the candidates next week so the both of us can conduct the interview ourselves since we won’t have anything going on.”

Liam nods giving her a comforting squeeze. “I’ll be with you every step of the way.”

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Liam sat in his office going through some documents that required his attention though his mind wasn’t really paying attention. Riley’s request kept ringing in his head, he wanted to make her happy and he would move heaven on earth for her. It’s not a big deal, a lot of people who can’t have a baby often go for surrogates.

He is suddenly pulled out of his thoughts by the sound of his office phone ringing and picks it up.

“Your majesty, there’s someone on line it’s someone calling from the states. She says it’s important, something about Maya Reinhart?”

“Maya Reinhart?” He mimicked, he only met one person with that name Maya and it was 6 years ago when Leo took him for an impromptu brothers bonding trip to LA.

6 years ago…

The sound of live music filled the air of the rooftop party in downtown Los Angeles. It was after Liam just graduated from college and Leo decided they should celebrate with their annual brothers trip.

“Look alive brother because tonight we're going to party out ass off.” Leo grinned patting Liam on the back. “Now take your pick, tonight we're are not two princes only a couple of two normal but still handsome young men looking for adventure.”

Liam shrugs. “And by adventure you mean a one night stand with someone?”

“Who said it was just the one?” Leo gave a mischievous grin, making Liam shake his head. “ Oh, if anyone asks what we do, just tell them we’re models or something. Now go have fun!” He eagerly pushed Liam into the crowd and heads the opposite direction toward the bar where a few ladies were seated and were ogling their eyes at him since they arrived.

Liam scanned the room taking in the lively atmosphere of the party, it was nothing like the balls they had back in Cordonia. There were no formalities or protocol they needed to follow, everyone could just have fun and let loose.

“Are you lost?” Liam whirled around and saw petite brunette with the most beautiful smile sitting by one of the L shaped couch next to the edge of the glass banister holding a book. But that wasn’t the only thing about her that caught his attention, what caught his attention was the colour of her eyes. One of it was blue while the other was half blue and half brown.

“Um.. No. I was actually looking for a place to sit. Do you mind?” He gestured to the empty space beside her. The woman gave a shrug before nodding and returned to read her book.

Liam sheepishly took a seat next to her. “So..why are you reading at a party?”

“Because I’m studying for the bar exam on Monday. I would rather stay at home but my housemate insisted I come, so here we are.” She said and closed her book, turning her attention towards Liam. “So what about you? Why are you doing at a place like this, clearly this must’ve been your first choice in your itinerary.”

“What gave you that impression?”

“Because you’re here talking to someone who’s reading a very boring textbook instead of enjoying himself sipping champagne by the table of supermodels over there.” She gestured to where Leo was standing.

“You’re right this wasn’t the first place I had in mind when I came to LA but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t starting to enjoy myself.” He grinned then extended his hand. “I’m Liam by the way. Liam….” He paused when he remembered not to use his real last name. “Deveraux. Liam Deveraux.” She smiled and shook his hand. “Maya.”

“Only Maya?” He raised an eyebrow. “For now, if you can keep me interested until the end of the night I might just give you my last name.” She playfully winked which made him snort out a laugh. “So Liam, I assume from your accent that you’re not from the states. What brings you to this side of the pond?”

“I’m here on a modeling job with my brother.” He lied then pointed to where Leo was standing.“He’s the one standing by the bar talking to those women.”

“Why aren’t you joining him?” She looked at him curiously.

“Because I’m enjoying the company I have now.” He grinned. “By the way, you have really pretty eyes.”

Maya chuckled. “It’s called sectoral heterochromia. It’s sort of genetic but very uncommon in humans. My grandmother on my mother’s side had it. People normally stare at me weirdly when they first notice my eyes, like I’m some sort of alien or something.”

“Well I think it’s beautiful.” He smiled and her cheeks started to blush. As the night went on the two talked and drank, enjoying each others company. After four bottles later Liam finally worked up the courage to ask Maya to dance with him.

The two swayed rhythmically to the beat of the music with Maya’s back pressed in front of Liam, his hands moved along the silhouette of her body and his lips inches away from her neck. He spun her around to face him and capture her lips in a heated kiss ignoring the crowd around them. She pulled back letting out a soft giggle and gazed into his dark blue eyes, both smiling back.

After that, everything else went by quickly. Liam invited Maya to his suite for coffee but one thing lead to another and the next thing he knew they were both eagerly taking each others clothes off and having mind blowing sex. The next day he woke up and Maya was already gone, the only thing she left was a piece of note on the bed that said. Thanks for last night, Maya. Liam let out a sigh then plopped back onto his pillow and murmured. “She didn’t give me her last name.”

Present day….

“Put them on.” Liam said. “Hello am I talking to his majesty King Liam Rys or Cordonia?” The person asked it was a voice of a woman but it sounded nothing like Maya. “Yes this is he and please call me Liam, may I know who is on the line?”

“My name is Leah Sanchez, I am a friend of Maya’s.” She sputters. “I don’t even know if you even remember her…”

“Yes I remember Maya, we met that one time 6 years ago. What’s this call about? Did something happen to her is she alright?”

There was a short moment of silence before the woman said something. “Liam, Maya passed away a few weeks ago from ovarian cancer and I’m sorry for springing this information on you but there is something else you need to know. When she died she left behind a son. Liam, he is your son.

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Promises BONUS III | Peter Parker x Reader

So...this is it, guys. The end of the road. :’( On the bright side, though, I’ve had so, so, so much fun with this series and I feel like I grew a lot as a writer through this. I explored a lot of new scenes and emotions and POVs which gave me an idea for a new series I want to start with an OC (@dahliaspidey knows exactly what I’m talking about here), and I never would have felt confident enough to write it if I hadn’t written Promises. These bonuses were kind of a last hoorah for me to finish off the series because I had so much left to say about Peter and Y/N’s future that I couldn’t not share it.

I want to thank everyone who has shown me support through this series, and even though it doesn’t have as many notes as I’d hoped when I first started writing, it’s been good for me. Especially now that I want to write an OC, and we all know how those go. However, I know now how to write for myself and that I’m always going to have someone who supports me. So, if that’s you you haven’t gone unnoticed. I appreciate you so much, and even if you only stick around long enough to leave a like I want you to know I appreciate you, too. :)

Anyways...Onward! This is the bonus I’ve been wanting to write since the very beginning, so I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. It encompasses what this entire series was built off of: angst, frustration, tears, and a good dose of fluff to make up for it. I love you all!<3

Words: 6.6k

Warnings: Angst, tears, sadness, mentions of anxiety...then f l u f f

-Masterlist-

P R O M I S E S - B O N U S T H R E E :

“Mary-Jane Parker, you get back here right now!”

The four-year-old simply giggled from her hiding place in the closet, a large hand sneaking from behind her to cover her mouth. When it served no help in muffling the noise, which only seemed to grow louder at the attempt of being quieted, the hand offered her another one of her favorite cookies. She took it without hesitation, shoving it into her mouth and smearing chocolate on her white shirt.

“Oh, c’mon–did you really have to do that?” the cookie-offerer whispered in distress, attempting to brush away the mess she’d created. “We had a deal, Miss Virginia Parker, and now your mom’s going to kill me and it’ll be all your fault.”

Mary-Jane Virginia Parker smiled a toothy grin, tipping her head back to look at the man behind her. “Sowy Gwanpa Pops,” she said through the mouthful of cookie she still had, her words coming out jumbled and skewed but nevertheless warming the fifty-year-old’s heart.

“See? This is exactly what I’m talking about–how am I supposed to be mad at you when you say stuff like that? Please, please never learn how to pronounce your ‘r’s, because it’s the cutest damn–dang, sorry, and please don’t tell your mom I said that–thing I’ve ever heard.”

The girl giggled again and reached a hand out for the Chips Ahoy! package her grandpa still held. He rolled his eyes but gave her another, this time taking one for himself as well.

“How long aw we gonna hide fwum Mommy?” she asked after chewing and swallowing and grabbing another. Tony knew he was going to get into huge trouble by letting her have so many cookies and agreeing to hide her so she didn’t have to take a nap, but it was Christmas Eve and he just wanted as much time with his granddaughter as possible before the Parkers headed back home to Queens.

So, Tony shrugged. “Until nap time is over, I guess.”

The girl’s eyes widened as if she couldn’t believe it was possible to hide for so long. “But what if Mommy finds us?”

“You’ve played hide-and-go-seek before, right? The tag version?”

She nodded quickly, loving every opportunity she got to show her grandpa how much she knew. “I love that game, Gwandpa Pops! Sophia and Maggie and I play it all the time! I can wun fastah than anyone on the playgwound!”

Tony grinned, a sense of pride filling him even if there was no definite proof that was true. But with half of Peter's DNA in her, it was possible. Though, they wouldn’t know that for sure until she was older. Much older, hopefully. “Good. When your mommy finds us, we’re going to run faster than you ever have on the playground, all right?”

“All wight,” Mary-Jane nodded, now on a mission. “Can I have anothuh cookie pwease?”

Suddenly the closet door was yanked open and light filled the previously dark area. Mary-Jane reacted quicker than any of them could have hoped to themselves (except Peter, of course), snatching the package of cookies from her grandpa before squealing and sprinting through her mother’s legs into the hallway.

“Oh, I see how it is!” Tony shouted after her, now cookie and granddaughter-less. “Take the cookies and leave the old man to die!”

Of course, if the giant grin on his face said anything, he didn’t mean a single word.

There was a sigh and Tony sheepishly looked up, raising his hands in surrender. “Okay, before you say anything, I haven’t seen my granddaughter in, like, a whole month now, so if you want to steal her away from me on Christmas Eve to go take a nap like some wimpy little kid-”

Tony ignored the exasperated, “-she is a little kid, Tony-” from his wife and went on.

“-then maybe you should let her come stay at Grandpa’s more often. I’m just saying.”

While Pepper simply looked frustrated, a guilty look suddenly overtook Y/N’s face. It still didn’t change the fact that Tony was at the mercy of the two scariest women on earth right now, but at least he wasn’t alone. He had Peter, who looked oddly entertained but slightly guilty as well.

“Peter, can you go find our daughter, please?” Y/N said, sighing. “Tell her no nap, but we do have to have a family discussion in the living room.”

“Wait...” Tony said, looking between his wife and daughter-in-law with practiced caution. “Am I in trouble or not? Because on the one hand ‘no nap’ sounds like I won, but the family discussion part sounds like I’m walking to my deathbed.”

“Trust me, old man,” Pepper said with a roll of her eyes as she practically yanked him upright. “If we wanted to kill you, you’d have been dead ages ago.”

It was times like these where Tony was reminded just how terrifying his wife was. “Somehow, I know that’s absolutely true,” he agreed.

Pepper smirked, ushering Y/N to follow along behind them as they made their way to the living room. “Good to know old age hasn’t stolen all of your brains yet.”

Tony was about to protest when Peter and his granddaughter made their appearance, Mary-Jane sitting on her father’s shoulders while each of them chomped down on a cookie.

“Hey, Gwandpa Pops! Daddy wants to give you a cookie too since you only got one.”

Tony grinned and took the package Peter was stretching out to him, his eyes gleaming with mischief. Suddenly he wasn’t so sure about the situation but took the package anyway, looking inside it to find...nothing.

Tony looked up and glared. “You little sh-”

“Okay, that’s enough!” Pepper interrupted, giving Tony a dirty look. Tony winced and plopped down on the couch while Peter and Mary-Jane howled with laughter. Peter only shut up when Y/N gave him a nasty look of her own, which in turn made Tony snicker. Peter gently lowered Mary-Jane down and told her to go play in her room, then sat next to Tony.

“You’re whipped,” Tony whispered low enough so the girls (who were settling down on the couch across from them) couldn’t hear.

“At least I only answer to two women and not three,” Peter shot back, obviously referring to his wife and daughter. Tony chuckled, inconspicuously pointing to Pepper.

“I’ll believe that when I see you tell her no, Parker.”

Peter scowled but didn’t respond.

The mood in the room dropped from humorous to serious way too quickly for Tony’s liking, concern overtaking him when he saw Y/N holding Pepper’s hand and Peter suddenly leaning forward practically radiating anxiety. Although Tony knew there was nothing said that he hadn’t picked up on, he was positive he must’ve missed something that caused the mood in the room to become what it is. He thought about saying something but decided to let Y/N do the talking, which was probably the smartest choice considering his wife’s deadly stare.

“Okay, um…” Y/N looked at Peter, who nodded at her in support. “So, first things first, I guess. Um...well, the good news is that we’re pregnant again. A little girl.”

Tony simultaneously felt joy and dread fill his heart, and from the looks of it, Pepper was experiencing the same thing. This was nothing like the announcement for Mary-Jane, and the growing anxiety made his knee start to incessantly bounce.

“And?” Tony prodded impatiently.

Pepper’s jaw dropped. “Tony,” she hissed, her eyes aflame.

“What are you mad at me for?!” Tony exclaimed. “It was silent and I don’t do well with silence, you know that! And whenever there’s good news there’s bad news and I really don’t want to allow my head more time to dream up worst-case scenarios that keep me up all night! I was simply speeding the process along, that’s all!”

“Pepper, it’s okay,” Y/N assured her with a small smile. “Really. We all know Tony’s a blabbermouth, anyway. Were you really expecting anything else?”

“Hey, since when did it become ‘Gang up on Tony’ day? Because I elect to make it ‘Gang up on Peter’ day instead,” he said, ignoring Peter’s sputtered protests.

“Woah, that’s totally unfair!” he exclaimed. “And it’s so not cool.”

Tony shrugged, leaning back on the couch. “Yeah, well, life’s uncool. Deal with it, kid.”

“But you can’t just do that-”

“Of course, I can. I’m Tony Stark-”

“And I’m your son-”

“The doctor doesn’t know if the baby will make it through the pregnancy.”

The room fell deadly silent after Y/N’s interruption, and the hint of a smile that had started to form on Tony’s face dropped. His heart stopped beating for a minute and his head went blank, completely lost on how to process the information. When he finally snapped back to reality, he saw that Pepper had a hand over her mouth in shock but that her eyes were filled with tears, Y/N was wringing her hands in anticipation, and the boy next to him...well, Peter looked utterly defeated.

“How…” Pepper’s voice shook. “How far along are you?”

“Eighteen weeks,” Y/N answered, looking down at the floor. “We just found out the gender yesterday before we came here. I’ve been on strict bed rest for the past six weeks which is why...well, why we haven’t been here.”

Tony suddenly felt guilty for throwing his granddaughter’s missing presence in their face now. He’d meant it as a joke because he was sure they had their reasons and that they weren’t purposefully keeping her from him, but...he would’ve never guessed that their reason was this.

“Does Mary-Jane know you’re pregnant?” Tony asked, feeling some of his anxiety slip away at Peter’s shake of the head.

“No. We...we didn’t want to tell her yet in case...in case…” The rest of the sentence was never spoken but fell just as heavy upon the room’s occupants as if it were.

After a bit of silence, Y/N spoke up again. “It doesn’t mean that we will lose her, it’s just...it’s just not highly likely that we won’t.” At that she started to cry, no longer able to hold back her trembling jaw and dam in her eyes. Pepper immediately brought her into her arms, and Tony was about to make his way over as well when Peter suddenly jumped up and ran down the hall. He debated for a moment where to go and who to comfort, because it was plainly obvious Y/N needed all the support she could get right now and that meant that Peter probably did too, but he also wasn’t sure if Peter’s running off meant he wanted to be alone. Lucky for him, Pepper opened her eyes to see his turmoil and nodded her chin toward where Peter had gone. Following his wife’s instructions, because her instincts were always right, he shot up, placed a kiss on Y/N’s head, then went off to chase Peter down.

“Pete?” he called out after searching for him for what felt like ages. And, yes, he could’ve just asked FRIDAY, but this time he preferred to find him himself. “Peter, bud, where are you?” Tony didn’t get a direct answer, but he did see a certain room light on without any noise to accompany the sign of life inside. He took a breath before opening up the door.

Bright pink walls and a littered room floor filled his view, Barbies and stuffed animals and storybooks scattered all over the place like an intricate booby trap. Luckily there weren’t any Legos within the mess; he’d stepped on enough of Peter’s to last a lifetime. And, in the midst of it all, he saw the boy he’d been looking for.

Tony quietly lowered himself to the ground next to Peter, careful not to disturb the sleeping girl in front of him.

“She’s always needed her afternoon nap,” Peter said, his eyes not looking away from his daughter. Tony smiled at the Spider-Man toy she held as she slept, curled into a ball that made her look ten times smaller than she already was. “One time when she was two, she got so grumpy with us for not making her take a nap that she just laid down on the floor and took matters into her own hands. Slept hard as a rock,” he chuckled.

“And now here we are,” Tony said with a grin, not doubting for a second that the story wasn’t true. Mary-Jane Virginia Parker had been stubbornly independent since the day she was born, each passing day growing into a stronger leader than she was the day before.

“Here we are,” Peter agreed, a smile on his face. “Seven hundred and thirty days later and we’re in the exact same position.”

They both were quiet for a while, Peter eventually reaching out to brush Mary-Jane’s curly brown hair out of her face. It seemed that touching her was all it took for him to break, as his entire body immediately began to shake.

Tony didn’t dare touch Peter for fear he’d really start to cry and the four-year-old would wake up to the scene. “Let me get her into bed and I’ll meet you down in the lab, okay, Pete?”

Peter nodded and quickly stepped out of the room without a single comment; Tony thought it would be harder to get him to leave but, then again, Peter probably hadn’t wanted to wake Mary-Jane and cause her to ask questions they couldn’t answer about why her dad was crying.

Tony’s knees popped and his back protested as he picked up the little girl and carried her to her bed, tucking her in and giving her a kiss. He took a moment just to look and take her in—his only granddaughter and the only person he could love more than anyone else in the world. And now he was supposed to get two—two beautiful baby girls—and so was Peter and so was Y/N and so was Mary-Jane, but now it was possible she’d be taken away from them before they could get to know her and it wasn’t fair.

But looking at Peter and Y/N and how strong their first daughter turned out to be, he hoped—he knew—that that baby girl was going to live. She was going to defeat every odd in the book and come out stronger than anyone could have hoped; she was going to be the biggest miracle they’d ever experienced because there was no other option.

She was going to live. She had to.

Tony eventually made his way to the lab, feeling both hesitant and eager to get to his kid as quickly as possible. He wasn’t sure he would have the right words to say, but he could try.

He’d lost too much in his life, and fate be damned if it was going to try to take that baby girl away from him too.

When he got down to the lab, he half expected to see Peter sobbing in a corner somewhere he couldn’t easily be seen. However, it wasn’t what he got. Instead, he got what looked like a lifeless Peter sat on a workbench with head in hands, his body absolutely still. Tony carefully approached him, not sure what to do. He received no reaction as he got closer, leading him to perch himself on the seat beside his unusually quiet kid. Tony didn’t know if he was supposed to break the silence or not, but luckily he didn’t have to wonder long.

“Hey.”

Tony winced at the sound of his voice, raw and ruined. Maybe he’d stayed in the room with Mary-Jane longer than he thought he did–long enough, at least, for Peter to cry until his lungs gave out.

He lifted his hand and dropped it onto Peter’s shoulder, choosing to go with silent acknowledgment rather than verbal. Apparently that was all Peter needed to break down again, as his voice dropped to a whisper and he brokenly sobbed, “She’s the best thing that ever happened to me, Dad. I can’t-I can’t lose one of her. I can’t lose her, Dad, I can’t.”

It didn’t take a genius to figure out who Peter was referring to, and normally Tony would have made some sort of quip about his ingenuity, but now all he did was reach over and wrap his kid up in his arms. Peter laid his head on his shoulder, and his hands shook as he clutched onto Tony’s AC/DC shirt. Tony couldn’t help it when tears pricked his eyes and a lump formed in his throat; seeing Peter like this–so broken, so afraid, so helpless–hurt more than he ever imagined it could. And Tony was afraid too, because that was his granddaughter and his kid and his daughter-in-law the world was messing with, but he had to be strong now. If not for Peter and Y/N, then for himself.

“You won’t,” Tony said, his voice firm but quiet. “You won’t lose her.”

Peter didn’t respond at first. “How do you know that?”

“Because I’m a genius,” Tony automatically quipped and immediately regretted it when he felt Peter stiffen. “Sorry, sorry–not the time for my not-so-genius wit, I know.” He took a deep breath. “Look, Pete, I know it seems like this is the end of the world for you, but let me tell you something: That baby you’re mourning right now? She’s still alive. Her heart is still beating and her brain is still thinking, yet you’re acting like she’s already gone. She’s alive, Peter. She’s alive, and she’s yours, and she needs every ounce of love and encouragement she can get so she can grow.”

“She’s not a plant, Dad,” Peter mumbled, voice muffled by Tony’s shirt.

Tony rolled his eyes. “Hear me out, okay? Yeah, maybe she’s small right now or the doctor is expecting some sort of health issues, but even if she was born a little small or with six toes, you’d still love her, right? And you better say yes, because if you don’t this whole plan I had laid out in my head just went to shit.”

Peter smiled–just a little bit–and Tony felt accomplished.

“Of course I would. I do.”

“Then what are you doing sitting here crying for her?” Tony asked seriously, pulling Peter off his shoulder and looking him straight in the eye. He was simultaneously going for tough love and compassion, making his next few sentences come out assertive yet soft. “You love her, so act like it. Look–if Mary-Jane told you she wanted to play on the soccer team but was horrifyingly bad at it, you wouldn’t stomp on her dreams, would you? You’d encourage her, Pete; you’d cheer her on, no matter what. Mary-Jane is strong and brilliant and braver than I ever could be–what do you think makes this little girl any different?”

It was silent for a long time as Peter simply stared at Tony with eyes full of unshed tears. Then he started to smile–a watery smile but one nonetheless.

“She is brilliant, isn’t she?” he tearily laughed.

“Of course she is,” Tony said. “I’m her grandpa.”

Peter smirked. “Grandpa Pops.”

Tony playfully glared as he pulled Peter back in for a half hug, half noogie. “Get over here, you little twit.”

—

The call came in the middle of the night at approximately 2:33am, disturbing Tony’s and Pepper’s rest alike (though Tony had only been asleep for an hour now). Pepper stumbled out of bed to grab the phone–whether it was his phone or his wife’s he didn’t know. He was expecting her to simply decline the call and take care of whichever important business person forgot time zones were something that existed in the morning, but she instead of picked it up with a too loud, “Hello?”

Tony groaned and grumpily mumbled, “Who the hell-” but was interrupted by the ‘zip it’ motion given by his wife. He turned over and put a pillow over his head, grumbling to himself and fully planning to murder whoever was calling at 2:33 in the morning. That was until he heard the next words from his wife’s mouth.

“Right now? She’s in labor right now?!”

Suddenly Tony was more awake, moving the pillow off his head and shooting upright. He looked at Pepper to hopefully get some answers, but all he got was a frantic waving toward the closet. Luckily Tony picked up on it and threw the sheets off of him, nearly tripping over his own feet as he picked out clothes for the hospital.

“Peter–Peter calm down, okay, hun? Take a breath–Peter, slow down!”

Tony’s heart clenched and he finished slipping on his chosen AC/DC shirt (he still couldn’t believe that the kid mistook them for Led Zeppelin) only to leave his pants behind as he rushed to Pepper. She was still trying to get Peter to calm down–unsuccessfully, it sounded like–but before she could say anything further Tony impatiently stuck his hand out and said, “Give me the phone, Pep.”

She looked relieved, not even bothering to tell Peter she was handing over the phone before depositing it into Tony’s hand and going to get dressed herself.

As Tony put the phone to his ear, he immediately heard the ramble the kid was in the middle of, panicked and breathless. He didn’t waste any time in reacting. “Peter? Pete, it’s me, kid. Breathe. I mean it, Underoos. Breathe. Breathe, and then we can talk, okay? I’m not talking to you until you pause for a minute and breathe.”

The rambling died almost immediately, replaced by gasps for air that were partially caused by not breathing for a good minute and a half and partially by the anxiety Tony was sure was coursing through the kid. Tony let the silence go on for a few more seconds before speaking again. “Okay, kid, that’s a good start. Now, when you’re ready to tell me what’s going on, I’m listening.”

Surprisingly, Peter took a few more breaths before beginning to explain. “It’s Y/N–she’s in labor right now. We just got to the hospital and the doctors are getting everything ready and oh my go-”

“Breathe, Pete. Remember?”

He took in a choked breath. “Yeah–right. Right.”

Tony waited a moment or two, contemplating on where to lead the conversation. “What’s up, kid? Are you all right? Is Y/N all right?”

“I don’t–I mean, yeah, Y/N’s fine, I’m fine, but like–what if it’s not, Mr. Stark? What if it goes wrong and something happens?”

“Listen to me, Peter,” Tony said seriously. “Everything is going to be okay. Remember almost five months ago when you didn’t know if you’d even make it to today? Well, today is here, Peter, and it’s waiting for you to get your head out of your ass and pull yourself together to go be with your wife and soon-to-be daughter. You got that? I know anxiety can be a pain in the ass, but you cannot let it win this time, okay, bud? There’s too many people who need you in that room right now, your unborn daughter being one of them. So know that Pep and I will be there, but you’ve got somewhere to be right now, and it is not in the hospital waiting room. You go there after little Anthony is born, okay?”

That managed to get a small laugh out of Peter, and Tony smiled in relief. “We’re not naming her Anthony, Mr. Stark; we’ve been over this.”

“Sorry Pete, you’re cutting out and I totally did not hear what you just said. But we’ll be there soon to meet little Miss Anthony Junior,” Tony joked as he sat on the bed and worked on putting on the pair of pants that Pepper handed to him; she was rolling her eyes and shaking her head at where their conversation had turned back to, but she had a smile on her face which told him she wasn’t truly annoyed. Besides, it had only ever been a joke; there was no way Tony would let them really name their daughter Anthony, which was why he found it so humorous when he entertained it.

Peter laughed again, then went quiet. Tony frowned. Just as he was about to check the phone to see if the call had dropped somehow, Peter spoke up. “Thank you, Dad.”

Tony genuinely smiled and finished putting his sweatpants on as he replied, “Anytime, Pete.”

The call ended.

—

The waiting room ended being pretty empty when they got there. Tony guessed it had something to do with the fact that it was three in the morning, but he knew for a fact that nothing good happened after midnight (nonetheless on a Friday night) so he was pleasantly surprised when he found that the only people he had to share a waiting room with was Pepper, May, Mary-Jane (who was sleeping on May’s lap when they arrived), Rhodey, Happy, and one night shift nurse who seemed close to falling asleep at the lack of patients. Rhodey and Happy had shown up a couple hours later at a more respectable hour, but only because Tony hadn’t called them until then.

They all took turns dozing off, making sure at least one of them was awake in case Peter would make an appearance. So far it had been radio silence, which was either really good or really bad, but no one but Tony seemed overly anxious about that so he forced himself to relax. He took Mary-Jane from May when she excused herself to the bathroom and went on a coffee run at about seven o’clock, knowing that at this point no one was going to be sleeping anymore; it had been close to four and a half hours now, so in about an hour they could start taking bets on when the next Parker would show up. Of course, there were no guarantees it would even happen until late afternoon, but he knew no one would bet that in order to avoid jinxing it. They were all eager, and hearing absolutely nothing for almost five hours was hard for all of them.

The waiting room started to fill up as time went on, but for a Saturday morning it wasn’t too bad. The poor night shift nurse left at seven o’clock, and May winced in empathy when she tripped over her feet trying to get to the time clock.

It was approximately seven-thirty when they started taking bets: May with her best guess being 9:30, Pepper with an optimistic 8:15, Rhodey with a strangely specific 9:52, Happy with a not-so-optimistic 11:45, Mary-Jane with a wild guess of 13:13 not knowing what exactly they were all talking about but wanting to participate anyway, and Tony with a guess he never got to speak because a familiar, more exhausted version of Peter Parker showed up. No one seemed to notice but him yet, so at Tony’s questioning look and Peter’s nod of his head, he wore a smile as he spoke past his throat suddenly closing up, “Seven thirty-seven?”

All heads snapped to the doorway now and May was the first to react, jumping up and rushing to her nephew to give him a hug. Peter closed his eyes and accepted the action, practically sinking into her arms. Mary-Jane went next, shouting an excited, “Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!”

Soon the entire room followed, laughing and smiling through happy tears, and Tony had never seen Happy cry before, but now he was and he would hold it against him forever if not for the fact that he was crying too. All of those months endlessly stressing and worrying over Y/N and baby, praying that they would simply make it to tomorrow, finally could fade away. And the relief that resulted from that was enough to make tears arise in even the most emotionless man’s eyes.

“Not that I’m saying I don’t appreciate the hugs, but I think there’s some others who would like to see you as well,” Peter’s voice spoke, and suddenly everyone was stepping back and looking to him expectantly. He ran a tired hand down his face, accepting the coffee May handed him with a grateful smile. “There can only be two of you back there at one time for right now, excluding Mary-Jane. Everyone’s fine, but Momma and babies are exhausted and can’t handle everyone’s excitement all at one time.”

Only silence followed his statement, the only one not seeming to pick up on the heaviness of what Peter just said being the recently turned five-year-old currently clinging to her dad’s neck. Peter attempted a sly smirk, but it only came out as a half-smile.

“I’m sorry,” Tony said, still staring. “Did you just say babies? As in plural? As in babies, not baby?”

Peter’s smile grew slightly. “Oh, yeah–fun fact: Did you know it’s possible for an entire baby not to show up on a single ultrasound? Because I sure didn’t. Seems kind of ridiculous, right? But I guess that’s Parker luck for you. Leave it to us to beat the impossible; first becoming half-spider, then being discovered and mentored by the Tony Stark, somehow managing to get a girl way out of my league, then having a baby we weren’t even supposed to have, let alone two of them.”

May let out a breathy laugh and lifted a hand to her mouth to keep her cries muffled. Pepper did much the same, laughing as tears shone in her eyes. Rhodey simply laughed and clapped him on the back while Happy grinned and rested a hand on May’s shoulder. Tony still stood there, seemingly speechless, until Peter turned to him for a reaction.

“How do you miss a whole ass baby?”

Pepper gasped and hit him across the arm but he paid no attention to her, only staring at Peter as he threw his head back and laughed and May put her hands over Mary-Jane’s ears. Tony finally started to break out into a grin since the new announcement, itching to get his hands on his two new granddaughters.

When Peter finally settled down, his extended laughter probably due to sleep deprivation and complete and utter exhaustion, he held Mary-Jane closer to him and placed a kiss on her head before turning his gaze to Tony and May. He softly smiled, his eyes tired but never so alight with happiness. “Did you want to meet them?”

“Do you even have to ask?” May responded, using a tissue to dab at her eyes. Peter looked at Tony now, raising a brow inquisitively. He rolled his eyes, sniffing in an attempt to hide his previous tears (though he was sure there was no use, proven by Rhodey’s quiet snicker at the action).

“What Aunt Hottie said, kid.”

Peter nodded and turned to everyone else sympathetically. “I promise you’ll get to meet them soon. I just...we just feel like May and Tony should be the first considering…” He trailed off, his eyes begging them to understand.

Pepper stepped forward and kissed the boy on the cheek, smiling comfortingly at him. “Don’t worry about it, Peter. We understand, I promise.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Rhodey said with a smirk. “Letting the proud parents go first and everything–it’s tradition.”

Tony rolled his eyes at his friend and shoved him half-heartedly back toward the waiting room but didn’t attempt to deny it. After all, Peter was his son and Y/N was practically a daughter, and he knew May felt the same.

As Peter led them back to the room, Mary-Jane participated in making funny faces from her place in her father’s arms, facing her Grandpa Pops and Grandma May and currently competing with them both to see who could make the goofiest face. Peter looked behind him at one point to see Tony’s attempt and burst into laughter, May hurriedly telling him to shush (as though she wasn’t laughing) before they woke up the babies. And considering they were right outside the door, it was probably a valid concern. Not one that stopped Mary-Jane, however, from squirming out of her father’s arms and opening the door himself, running into the room and yelling, “Mommy!”

Peter cursed and quickly followed, grabbing her just in time to keep her from jumping onto Y/N. Y/N looked at her husband gratefully and relieved before smiling at her daughter and gesturing for Peter to lay her down beside her.

“Hey, baby,” she greeted, combing her fingers through her hair. “Did you have a fun time with your grandparents and uncles?”

Mary-Jane nodded and snuggled into her mother’s side, closing her eyes with a yawn. “We played lots of games and I won them all.”

Y/N now turned her gaze to Tony and May, who were standing in the door still, transfixed as they watched Peter walk to the other side of the room to carefully scoop up a tiny, sleeping baby with a pink hat. She smiled at them, her eyes even darker than Peter’s, and said, “Who would’ve thought that all this time we were worrying for just one baby Parker, we were actually worrying for two?”

May laughed and finally stepped inside, going over to her daughter-in-law and giving her a gentle hug. “You did good, sweetheart.”

“May?” Peter interrupted quietly. When she turned around, he nodded his head toward the bundle in his arms and asked, “Do you want to hold her?”

May hurriedly nodded and stepped back, sitting on one of three chairs beside the bed. Tears reappeared in her eyes as Peter lowered the baby girl down into her arms and she choked on them as she whispered, “She’s so beautiful.”

Peter smiled and lowered himself beside her, staring lovingly at his aunt and newborn daughter. “She is, isn’t she?”

May only laughed and ran a gentle finger down the girl’s cheek. “Oh, Peter. She’s perfect.”

Tony blinked and fell out of his stupor, stupidly stumbling forward until he could peer around May’s shoulder at the tiny bundle of joy. He didn’t have to stare for more than a tenth of a second to decide that she was, indeed, perfect. He smiled, biting the inside of his cheek to fight the tears wanting to flood his eyes.

“What’s her name, Underoos?”

Peter looked at May with a loving grin. “We thought Bailee May sounded pretty good to us, if it sounds good to you.”

May snapped her head around to look at both her nephew and his wife, her lip trembling. “You...you’re serious?”

Y/N spoke up, her eyes drooping but her mind still conscious enough to respond. “Never been more serious.”

May choked on a sob, reaching an arm to Peter to pull him into an awkward yet suffocating embrace. “Of course. Of course, it sounds good to me, you guys.”

When Peter pulled away he stood, nodding at his seat while he looked at Tony, obviously wanting him to sit. Tony obeyed but couldn’t ignore the wide grin spreading on Y/N’s face as Peter went to get Baby Girl Number Two.

There was only one problem.

When Peter lifted Baby Girl Number Two out of the cradle, it was, in fact, not a baby girl at all. A blue hat adorned this baby’s head, along with a little blue blanket, and Tony wondered why he thought that both of them had to be girls, but he didn’t care.

“That’s not a girl,” he managed to say as Peter handed the baby over to him. He took the third chair beside him, leaning over to tuck his beanie back over his ear.

“No, I’d say not,” Peter laughed, Y/N chuckling as well. It was only then that Tony realized Mary-Jane had been unusually quiet, chancing a glance over to see her fast asleep against her mother’s shoulder. He smiled, and looked back down at the other sleeping Parker he held in his arms. It was silent for awhile as the room’s occupants admired the view, and for once Tony was completely content with the quiet.

A tiny noise escaped the equally tiny lips of his only grandson (his favorite grandson, now), and his little fists clenched and unclenched as he sleepily wiggled around. Without a second thought, Tony gently reached for his hand and stroked the back of it.

“What’s his name, Pete?” May whispered, Tony just barely picking up the question as his attention was focused solely on his grandson.

“Benjamin,” Peter answered, looking at his aunt with a sad but content smile. “I think he would’ve liked that.”

May bowed her head with a matching smile, nodding ever so slightly. “I know he would’ve liked that.”

“His full name is Benjamin Anthony,” Y/N spoke, sensing that Peter was too lost in thought to finish and May was too deep into her emotions to recognize that Peter hadn’t fully answered her question. But Tony was listening. “Benjamin Anthony Parker.” He froze, staring at his daughter-in-law with wide eyes. She simply smiled and nodded once in his direction. “No, we weren’t going to name our baby girl Anthony, so when we got a boy...well, that was really a no-brainer.”

Tony stared for a few more seconds at a clearly amused Y/N before turning to Peter. Peter was wearing the same look. The only thing he had to offer was, “Dad, meet your namesake. Benjamin Anthony, meet your grandpa.”

Another noise escaped the boy’s tiny mouth as if in acknowledgment, causing Tony to look back at him. Suddenly the weight he felt in his arms wasn’t only physical weight but the weight of his love. And as he looked around the room at his ever-growing family, that weight only grew heavier. But he welcomed it, the weight warm and pleasant and filling his heart with light.

Tears pricked his eyes and he turned back to the bundle he was holding, sniffing as he murmured, “Hey there, Ben. Guess you’re our little miracle. I think you and I are going to have a lot of fun times together, but just remember to admit nothing and deny everything.” Ben started wiggling again, uncontent with his inability to move even while asleep, causing Tony to chuckle. “Your chance of not having ADHD was already screwed with your dad’s genes, but with me in your name it’s practically a double whammy and I can’t even say I’m sorry about that right now. God, the world doesn’t stand a chance, does it?”

Ben made a noise again, and Tony would’ve commented on it had it not been followed by the opening of his eyes. He was speechless, mesmerized by the baby blues that he knew would turn brown like his sister’s when he got older. But they were absolutely perfect now, as were the little fingers now wrapping around one of Tony’s own. The tears that were swimming in his eyes fell, and he didn’t even try to hold them back. He smiled wider and with more love than he had in a long time, leaning closer and whispering, “Let me tell you something, Ben: you’re my whole world–you and your sisters and your mom and dad and grandma. And I promise that I won’t let you go a single day without feeling loved, because I love you so much, buddy. I promise I’ll never stop loving you–not for a month, or a day, or even a single second.”

Ben’s eyes fluttered back closed and he fell back into sleep, but his fist refused to let go of its grip on Tony’s finger. Tony closed his own eyes and gently touched his head to Ben’s, being careful not to let any tears drip on his face.

“I promise,” he whispered. “I promise.”

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Cheer Challenge Prompt

(Thomas Hunt x oc*Amanda) for day 21 of @jlpplays1-41daysofcheerchallenge of anticipation

(Thomas x Amanda) and all the other pairs going even further in the storyline of And Then I Met You

A/N Not quite a Christmas theme but still anticipation worthy. After Thomas and Amanda were able to give Kathleen her Christmas Wish of a new baby coming soon, I wanted to further explore what happens when they decide to find out what they are having.

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Informal Living Room of The Royal Palace, Cordonia...

"Settle down everyone!" Liam called out. He waited patiently for his friends to cease talking. "Who would like to present their arguments first?"

Amanda nodded to Thomas. "After you."

"This is ridiculous." He muttered. "We do not need to base this decision on a vote!"

She glared at him while placing her hand on her very noticable baby bump. "I am tired of arguing this with you. We have reached an impasse. I am more than willing to bow down to the decision made here. If the majority votes for you, then I will not be angry nor hold it against you."

Thomas ran his hands over his face. He should have remembered how much more stubborn pregnancy hormones made his wife. "Fine." He stood up and went to the center of the room.

"This ought to be good." Olivia whispered.

Thomas cleared his throat.

"Come on, professor!" Addison yelled impatiently. She covered her mouth when he leveled the same disapproving look he used to give her when she was a film student.

Thomas looked around the room. His commanding presence made all still.

"I think we should wait. To not only discover we are pregnant once more on top of finding out that it's twins is an even greater gift. We decided to let Kathleen be a surprise--"

"I gave in." Amanda mumbled.

"Shhh." Liam ordered. "You can speak when it's your turn. Please continue, Thomas."

"As I was saying, Kathleen's birth was by far full of unending anticipation since we were unsure who we would meet. It was a moment I will never forget when the doctor held her up and said it's a girl. I don't want to miss out on that with our next two." Thomas paused for dramatic effect. "I know it is asking a lot, but I hope you will see it is the right way for us to go."

Liam nodded to Amanda. She struggled out of the oversized chair, thanked Ryan for his assistance, and took the spot Thomas had left. She cradled her belly and looked down. Color bloomed on her cheeks at having to speak before everyone.

"As sweet as it was to wait with Kathleen, I believe we should find out. We now have twice as much to plan for. Names, clothes, and I would like to have a nursery ready before bringing them home." Amanda looked up at Thomas. "The chance of us becoming pregnant after this is unlikely. If we do this then we will have had both types of pregnancy experiences: the excitement of the unknown and the thrill of planning everything."

Thomas released a deep breath. "Very well. We will find out."

"Wait! We don't get to vote?" Maxwell exclaimed.

Amanda swiped at the tears that fell down her cheeks. "Really? You won't be upset?"

Thomas got up and pulled her close for a sweet kiss. "How could I be upset with finding out who are children are?" He smiled softly when she hugged him tight. "I will admit now that I nearly caved with Kathleen."

She laughed and kissed him again. "So did I. Multiple times."

"I was ready to have a say on baby Hunt two and baby Hunt three." Addison cried out in frustration.

"Were we used for nothing but marriage counselling?" Drake teased. "And Thomas had my vote for the record."

"Mine too." Riley added.

"You must be joking. Amanda has mine." Olivia stated. "Preparedness guarantees victory. You're going to need it with twins and Kathleen."

"Oooh." Nadia grimaced. "I was all for Thomas until you reminded me of that. My vote is Amanda's."

"Clearly." Holly muttered. "She's the one thinking with her head instead of sentimentality."

Ryan turned around in surprise. "How can you expect a man to not be somewhat sentimental over the birth of his own children?"

Matt nodded. "Though we always find out because we have never been able to wait on anything." He winked at Addison. "We at least try each time and see if we can keep it a surprise."

"Three more for Lord Hunt!" Addison called out. "Liam, are you keeping score?"

"I am," he replied with a smile, "and added mine also to Thomas."

"You're winning." Amanda whispered.

"I know my audience." He whispered back, smiling when she started laughing.

Maxwell looked around the room and sighed. "Sorry Amanda, but Thomas's heartfelt speech won me over."

"Wow." Amanda looked up at Thomas. "Good thing I have you on my side."

"Yes it is." He grabbed her hand before she could poke his side.

"When do you find out?" Riley asked.

“I think what Riley meant to ask was, when do we find out.” Maxwell corrected.

"I have an appointment scheduled in three days." Amanda announced.

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Upstairs in the playroom of the Royal Palace...

Kathleen sat at one of the tables, coloring a picture she had been working on for her mother.

“Kat! Come on! I need you on my team!" Xavier Beaumont yelled from the top of the pillow fort he had constructed.

"I'm coming." She finished sprinkling some glitter and studied her creation. Her lips firmed in a frown as she tried to see if she left any of her vision for it out.

"Nuh uh! Kathleen should be on our team!" Prince Emerick yelled back."

I want her to play tea party with us!" Ashley Rodriguez, her little sister Ally, and Mia Beaumont glared at the ones in the pillow forts, trying to steal their friend away on some stupid war.

"Lightsaber battle!" Juliet yelled. "I need another sith, Kat!" Prince Ellis and Marcus Rodriguez stood ready to fight as Jedi.

Kathleen looked up when everyone started arguing. She couldn't tell what had started it nor what they were fighting over, having tuned them out as she worked. She slipped out of her chair then escaped the room.

"And where do you think you're going?"

She turned around and ran over to Thomas. "I was going to look for you and Mommy."

He swung her up in his arms. "You haven't learned where everything is here. I don't want you getting lost."

She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Where's Mommy?"

"Taking a nap. Mommies with babies in their tummies need a lot of rest." He explained.

“Oh." She mumbled.

"I have a surprise for you." Thomas told her, smiling at the excitement on her face. "We are going to not only see the babies in Mommy's tummy but also if they are a boy or a girl."

"Really?" She asked. "Then I can say I have a baby brother!"

"And possibly a sister. You might have two little brothers or two little sisters. We won't know until we see them." He set her down and kissed the top of her head. “Why don’t you play some more and I will come get you when it is time for dinner.”

The playroom door swung open.

“Kat! I nearly died from the attack Emerick and Jackson threw at me. Michael is holding down the fort. I came to find you and take you to safety. Come on! Hurry!” Xavier grabbed her hand and pulled her giggling back into the playroom.

Thomas watched it all unfold with a slight frown.

Matt soon joined him in the hallway. “Everyone still alive in there?”

“So it seems. Your son, Michael, might have a future in the military. He is brave enough to hold down a pillow fort while his fellow soldiers go off on special missions.”

Matt opened the door some more to peep inside. He saw his two daughters sitting calmly among the chaos with Mia Beaumont, gossiping and sipping apple juice from tiny tea cups. His younger son Marcus was teamed up with his best friend, Prince Ellis, as they fought against a formidable Juliet Nevarkis-Walker.

Prince Emerick and Jackson Nevarkis-Walker had somehow talked Phoebe Summers into being on their side for the great pillow fort war. Kathleen waved to her from the other fort and laughed when Phoebe rolled her eyes at the ridiculousness of it all.

Matt chuckled as he shut the door. “Ryan went to check on the smaller ones in the nursery. He won’t believe it when I tell him that his little no nonsense girl is helping a future duke and a crown prince fight a pillow battle.”

“And somehow mine got involved on the opposing side.” Thomas shook his head. “Xavier Beaumont is part pied piper when it comes to Kathleen. She always gives in to his plans.”

Matt coughed on his laughter. “From the childhood stories I’ve heard from both Amanda and Maxwell, it looks like history is repeating itself.”

Thomas frowned even more. If history was to repeat itself, then his little girl would one day be heartbroken over Xavier only loving her as a friend.

“Come on.” Matt motioned with his head. “Drake has suggested a Hollywood vs Cordonian billiards game.” He had a smug grin on his face. “They have no idea that you play so well.”

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The Night Before the Ultrasound...

“I’ve already begun a list of possible names.” Amanda explained.

“I always loved that part.” Riley sighed softly. “Thinking of the perfect name to match the new little one.”

“Making certain it is a name that they can carry into adulthood without embarrassment.” Drake added.

“Thankfully, we are pros at that.” Matt grinned at Addison.

“I’ve begun a list too.” Thomas remarked.

The children listened somewhat from their table as the adults laughed and talked.

“What’s the list for?” Ellis whispered to Kathleen.

“Mommy is having babies and she is trying to find names for them.” She whispered back.

“Oh.” He went back to his dinner.

“What are you gonna do?” Juliet asked.

“About what?” Kathleen looked at her friend in confusion.

“If it’s girls?” Her face scrunched up in disgust. “You should be the only girl.”

“Hey!” Ashley shook her fork at Juliet. “Having a baby sister is the best! It’s those brothers that can be the worst.”

Michael and Marcus stared at her for such a statement.

“Amen!” Little Mia exclaimed.

“Hey!” Xavier appeared hurt.

“Well, regardless,” Emerick said, trying to speak like his father though unsure what it meant. “Having babies changes everything.”

“Yes, they do.” Phoebe added. “They cry and don’t do anything fun yet. And mommy and daddy think Harper is so great. She can’t even talk!”

Ashley shook her head while wrapping her arm around her little sister Ally. “They are great!”

“You got her when you were too little to know better.” Phoebe countered. “It’s different for me and Kathleen. We’re more growed up and know stuff. Having a new baby is fun at first but they take too long to be able to play.”

Kathleen felt her initial excitement about her new siblings slowly die with Phoebe’s words.

“Yeah,” Jackson muttered. “Then parents keep telling you to wait while they take care of the baby first.” He grunted when Juliet kicked him under the table. “I remember some of it when you came!”

She glared at him once more before turning back to her friend. “You got to make sure you don’t lose your spot.”

Kathleen’s brow furrowed. “My spot?”

“With your parents.” Juliet explained while Phoebe nodded in agreement.

“How will I know if I lost it?” She asked, worry worming its way into her little heart.

“You’ll know.” Phoebe predicted ominously.

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“Are you excited?” Amanda whispered to Kathleen as the ultrasound technician applied the KY jelly to her protruding belly. “You are about to see your siblings?”

Thomas chuckled when Kathleen nodded nervously. “I know I am.” He lifted Kathleen in his arms so she could see better. He slipped his hand in Amanda’s once their babies appeared on the screen.

Kathleen watched silently as measurements and such were taken.

“Ready to find out what these two are?” the tech asked.

“Yes!” Amanda and Thomas exclaimed at the same time then laughed at doing so.

“Twin number one is being modest, lets check on Twin number two. Oh. Do you see that?” The tech pointed at the screen.

“Is that his--” Thomas smiled when Twin two was announced as a boy.

“A boy!” Amanda covered her mouth as tears built up. She squeezed Thomas’s hand. “I get to have a miniature you running about.”

He bent down and pressed a sweet kiss to her lips.

Kathleen wiggled out of his arms and waited on finding out what twin one was. A baby brother wouldn’t make her lose her spot. Only a--

“There we go! Twin number one has decided to let us in on her secret. It’s a girl!” The tech began to pick through images to print off.

“A girl!” Thomas kissed Amanda again. “I see that I am still destined to be outnumbered by beautiful women.”

She laughed and looked for Kathleen. “Sweetheart! You will have a baby brother and a baby sister!”

“Oh!” Kathleen stared at the screen that had just destroyed her life.

Once Amanda’s belly was cleaned and they left after an appointment, the couple looked down at their little girl.

“My only hope is that they will be as sweet and perfect as you.” Amanda said to her.

“We know that you are going to be the best big sister. They will need you to always look out for them.” Thomas added.

Kathleen smiled at them as she thought of what she should do now. There really was only one option. She should run away before she lost their love. They would have a new daughter to take her place. A son would also take special time she had with them away. Why did I ask Santa for this?

_____________

While the parents of the children celebrated the future Hunt’s, Kathleen confided to Xavier her plan.

“But,” He began. “Kat, they will still make time with you. Phoebe’s parents still do her.”

“Yeah, but mine are having twins. More time away from me.” She mumbled.

He rubbed the back of his neck and looked around. “Where will you go?”

She shrugged her little shoulders. “I don’t know.”

Michael came over when he noticed Kathleen’s sadness. ‘What’s wrong?”

“Uh...” Xavier began.

“I’m going to run away.” Kathleen admitted.

Michael stared at her in shock. “But...you can’t! I want you to stay!” His little cheeks turned red at admitting to such love. Ashley would tease him nonstop if she knew he liked Kathleen like his dad liked his mom.

Kathleen dropped her head as tears fell silently. “I don’t want to leave you or mommy or daddy. I have to go. It was my wish that messed it all up.”

Before either could try and convince her not to, she hugged them each. “Bye.” Then she ran out of the playroom.

Michael ran out after her and looked down the hallway. He didn’t know which way she went.

“We have to tell!” He whispered to Xavier.

“Who though?” Xavier asked.

Emerick who had been spying on them in case they spoke of the next fort battle, joined them. “We’ll tell my dad.”

_______________

Liam snuck out of the room when he noticed the three boys trying to get his attention. He followed them to his study and sat down as each explained what and why this had happened.

“You did right in telling this. Kathleen could get lost or hurt. I’m very proud of the three of you making certain this does not happen.” Liam called Bastien in and formulated a search around the palace. “I don’t want to distress Amanda and Thomas with this until we are certain that Kathleen is truly missing. I will go outside and see if she is anywhere nearby. She might have decided to go to one of the places the children like to play.”

“She loves the wishing well.” Michael spoke up shyly. “She says that it really is real and hopes that one day it will give her a wish come true.”

Liam smiled softly. “Then that is where I will go first.”

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The Wising Well in the Palace Maze...

Kathleen climbed the slippery rocks and propped her elbows on the wishing well’s rim. “Uncle Liam told me stories about you.” She looked down at the stars twinkling in the water. “I know you have helped princes and princesses. I’m not one and I won’t wish for it. I just want to change my Christmas wish.”

She shivered as the temperature began to drop. She hoped the treehouse in the maze would be warmer when she moved in. “I still want my baby brother and sister, but can I wish that my parents love me just as much as they do now when the babies are here?”

She closed her eyes and whispered her wish a few more times. “How will I know if it was answered?”

“I know it has.” Liam spoke from behind her. His smile was tender when she turned around and ran into his arms.

“How do you know Uncle Liam?” She asked with tears falling.

He gently wiped them as he propped her on his lap. “I’m the king. Every king is granted the ability to know if wishes to this wishing well will come true. Your parents are going to not only love you just as much as they do now, but I believe that their love is going to grow more over time as they watch you and the twins grow up.”

She sniffed and looked up into his kind blue eyes. “You do?”

He nodded. “You must love the twins very much already to not want them to disappear.”

“I do.” She admitted. “I’ve been wanting a brother or sister for a long time.”

“Then you have nothing to worry about.” He promised.

Kathleen hugged him. “Do you think Mommy and Daddy will be mad that I was running away?”

Liam gently patted her back. “I haven't told them. And I won’t unless you decide to try this again. We all have moments where we sometimes want to run away from things that scare us or changes that are to come. What matters most is what we do about it. You wished for your family to be together and still love you. That was an unselfish wish. It is one that makes me very proud of you. I will reward such by letting this be our secret.”

She wiped her tears and thanked him. He smiled while standing up and wrapping his jacket around her. “Will you allow me to escort you back to the palace, Lady Kathleen?”

“Yes, please.” She murmured. She took hold of his hand and walked out of the maze.

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“Liam? Have you seen--Kathleen!” Amanda hurried over to her. “Sweetheart, you can’t leave the playroom until you know your way around the palace. What would I do if I lost you?”

Kathleen’s face scrunched as tears started falling again. She threw her arms around Amanda while burying her face in her side.

“What’s wrong?” Amanda sat down in a nearby chair and looked up in question to Liam. “What happened?”

“I believe she is in need of reassurance.” Liam motioned to Amanda’s belly.

Understanding came swiftly. Thomas came around the corner and paused in concern. “What is it? What’s wrong?”

Liam whispered about Kathleen’s fears, leaving out her plan on running away. He noticed the three boys watching in concern from behind a suit of armor. He motioned for them to follow as he left the family to some privacy.

“Kathleen,” Amanda said softly. “Do you know why your father and I wanted to have another baby?”

She shook her head.

Thomas knelt down beside them both.

“Because of all the joy you have brought us.” Amanda replied. “We knew that if we got someone as wonderful as you then having another would be a blessing. We didn’t want you to feel alone in this world. Now you will have two that will look up to you and be a source of comfort whenever you need them. I know you will do the same for them with your loving heart.”

Kathleen sniffed and wiped her tears. “But you will have another girl. Will I still be your sweetheart?” She looked at Thomas. “Your darling or will she become those?”

“You will always be that.” Thomas promised. “Your new sister and brother will be just as loved as you are, but they can never take our love for you away. Our love for them will never be stolen either.”

Amanda kissed Kathleen’s forehead. “Just like we are trying to choose names for these two, we will end up choosing special names for them. You will be our only sweetheart and darling. They will be called something just as unique to them as yours are.”

Kathleen hugged them both, feeling reassured by their holding her close. She could feel the babies moving in Amanda’s tummy and smiled. “What are we going to call them?”

Thomas and Amanda shared a look. “We are still debating that. Do you have any suggestions?”

Kathleen tilted her head to the side as she looked down at her mother’s pregnant belly. “Hmm. I like Elizabeth.”

“Elizabeth Hunt.” Amanda smiled. “That is a very pretty name.”

Thomas nodded. “I think that would suit the one I saw this morning.”

Kathleen’s brow furrowed. “Ian for my brother.”

“Ian Hunt.” Thomas muttered. “I think that’s the name.”

“Elizabeth and Ian Hunt.” Amanda smiled with delight. “It’s perfect.”

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Home: Jacob Seed/OC Chapter 40

Sorry it has taken me so long to update this. Hope you enjoy!

Warnings: Sex, Swearing, Drug use, Alcoholism, Pregnancy, Attempted suicide.

(1 Week Later: John, Joseph and Faith are in the kitchen at John’s ranch. They are all cooking together for Sunday dinner.). John: Is Mara coming? Faith: I think so. She said she was. John: I didn’t see her at the sermon. Faith: She overslept. She said she was tired. John: Tired? Do I need to mark her with Sloth now too? Faith: No silly. She has been doing so much around the compound and for me and Lexi. I think we can forgive her for being a bit exhausted. John: Hm. (Akers enters the kitchen.). Akers: Mara’s here. Faith: Oh. (Faith goes to the lounge. Mara is sitting on the sofa. Jacob is sitting in the armchair flicking through one of John’s books.). Faith: Sis! (Faith rushes over and hugs her.). Mara: Hey. Faith: Are you okay? Mara: Yeah. Great. (She’s wearing black leggings and her long baggy black top that hangs off her shoulder. She is also wearing a large grey cardigan that has been knitted for her by Evelyn. Mara doesn’t mind that it’s too big as it hides her body. Not that she has much to hide right now. But she soon will. She curls up on the sofa and rests her head on her arm.). Faith: Are you still tired? Mara: I’m exhausted sis. Faith: Have you still been struggling to sleep? Mara: Nope. I seem to be sleeping a lot. Faith: Hm. Maybe you should see the doctor. Mara: Let’s not. Faith: Sis there is something wrong with you. We’ve all noticed you know? Mara: Noticed what?

(Mara’s heart starts to race. She is aware of Jacob sitting there looking at them from over the top of the book.). Faith: You’ve been sleeping in for one. You don’t usually. You’ve also been eating more at breakfast then at dinner you don’t want anything. Mara: What are you talking about? You’re doing my fucking head in sis! I think there’s something wrong with you! (Mara gets up and leaves slamming the front door behind her. Faith looks confused.). Faith: I don’t understand. Why is she mad at me? Jacob: I don’t know. (John walks in.). John: Who keeps slamming my door? Faith: That would be my sister. She’s in a mood again. John: Want me to talk to her? Faith: Would you? John: Of course. (John leaves the chalet. He looks around as he walks around the grounds. He sees Mara over by the shed sitting on one of the sun loungers. He goes over to her and sits down on the other one. She is smoking a cigarette.). John: Now where did you get that from? Mara: Lonny. John: Really? Mara: Yep. I caught him drinking whiskey and I told him that I’d keep my mouth shut if he gave me some smokes. John: I see. So he’s still drinking? Mara: Everybody’s addicted to something. Everyone needs something. John: Hm. Why are you angry with your sister? Mara: I’m not. She just keeps banging on asking what’s wrong with me. There is nothing wrong with me I’m just tired. It annoys me when people keep asking the same fucking question. ‘Are you okay?’ ‘Are you okay?’ Uh it does my head in. (He chuckles.). John: Little Miss Wrath. Mara: You make it sound cute when you say it like that. John: It is cute. Like you. (He smiles at her. She smiles back.). Mara: Really? Thanks I guess. (There is silence for a moment. Mara thinks about telling John. He is the one who everyone confesses to after all. He listens to all. But would he understand? Would he help her? Would he look after her? She also wonders if Joseph would look after her. Because she knows Jacob isn’t going to. Suddenly she has tears rolling down her cheeks before she can stop them. John looks at her frowning before reaching over and taking hold of her hand.). John: Hey. What’s wrong? Mara: Nothing. John: Tell me. (She pulls her hand away from his and wipes her eyes.). Mara: Okay. But you have to promise not to laugh. John: I promise. Mara: You won’t laugh? John: I won’t laugh. Mara: It’s...That time of the month. I’ve got it really bad this time. They’re sometimes like that. That’s why I’ve been so tired this past week and I’ve been moody and hormonal and snapping at everyone like an alligator. Then randomly I just find myself crying over nothing like a complete mad woman. (John chuckles. She smacks him playfully.). Mara: You promised not to laugh you dickhead. (But she is laughing too. He chuckles.). Mara: You know what would help? (She smiles at him and takes hold of his hand again. He raises his eyebrows and grins.). John: Oh? Mara: Nothing like that you saucy git. (He chuckles.). John: How do you know I was thinking about something saucy? Mara: Because I know you. You are insatiable Jonny Appleseed. (He glares at her.). Mara: No don’t be like that I told you that’s your nickname now. Like mine is Little Miss Wrath. It’s our little thing now. John: Is it? Mara: Yep. (She squeezes his hand. He smiles and raises their hands to his lips pressing a soft kiss to the back of her hand.). Mara: What are you doing? John: Kissing your hand. Like a true gent. Which I am obviously. (She laughs. He grins like a child.). Mara: Oh I love you. (She laughs again. He raises his eyebrows.). John: What was that now? Mara: No. Nothing. John: You just told me that you loved me. Mara: No. No I didn’t. I said no such thing. (He leans over placing his lips close to her ear.). John: Yes you did. You loooove me. (She giggles.). Mara: It’s my hormones you see. John: Oh yeah? Mara: Yeah it is. Honest. John: Um. (Their lips are inches apart now. His eyes travel down to her lips then back up again.). Mara: You gonna try and kiss me again? Coz you remember what happened last time. John: Um. It was worth it though. To feel the softness of those beautiful lips. (Mara’s heart clenches tight and she feels a flutter in her abdomen. She wishes that Jacob could be like that. Showering her in compliments and holding her hand like John is. Though last time she spent the night with Jacob he did call her beautiful.). Mara: Uh huh. John: But I am dangerously close to sinning now and I must stop myself before I go too far. (He moves away from her and lets go of her hand.). John: So what was it that would help you with your awful menstrual cycle. (She laughs.). Mara: The way you said that. Most people call them periods you know? I could go into detail if you like. John: Oh? (He chuckles.). John: I think I know how it works. Mara: Well I was just thinking that after dinner and after the others have gone I could use your bathroom coz you have a proper bathtub and I haven’t had a proper bath in ages. I could have a nice hot bath which would help with the cramps and this constant feeling of being filthy that I have. I could also get a very good night’s sleep in that cosy spare room of yours. I usually sleep in a barn with a wall missing and five other people two of which snore loudly. Stop me if I’m being cheeky or taking the piss. John: Hm. You want to stay here the night and have a nice hot bath? Mara: That...Would be nice. Look forget I asked okay? It’s fine. (She throws the cigarette butt on the ground and gets up. He gets up and grabs her arm.). John: Hey. You can stay. Just as long as you don’t leave cigarette butts all over my lovely garden. Mara: Thanks. (She bends down and picks up the cigarette butt. John stares at her ass. Damn.). Mara: I’ll put it in the bin. Promise. (She smiles then wraps her arms around him.). Mara: I do love you, you know? You’re a good friend. John: Thank you. (She laughs.). Mara: You’re meant to say love you too. Dickhead. (She laughs and smacks him playfully. He grins.). John: Love you too dickhead. (She laughs harder. He chuckles. They go back inside and Mara goes to the kitchen putting her cigarette butt in the bin. She goes over to Faith and wraps her arms around her. She whispers in her ear.). Mara: I’m sorry I got all stressed out with you sis. I’ve got my monthly and it’s bad this time. It’s made me feel really ill and I’ve been moody and snappy and not feeling like eating and I’ve felt all hormonal and the slightest thing makes me cry seriously. I feel like a mad woman. I’m sorry sis. Faith: Why didn’t you just tell me that? Mara: Coz I’m an idiot and hormonal and snappy like an alligator. I just told John all about it and he didn’t even seem embarrassed you know? I couldn’t imagine explaining to Joe why I’m hormonal and moody. (Faith laughs.). Faith: Sis you do make me laugh. (Mara laughs.). Mara: Glad to be of assistance. Faith: You can start chopping the vegetables if you like. Mara: Oh yes let the raging hormonal moody cow use a knife. (Faith giggles. Mara smiles and starts chopping the vegetables. Joseph suddenly stands up from the table and goes over to Mara.). Mara: Joe seriously how long have you been sat there and why didn’t I see you? Wizard see? He’s got an invisibility cloak like Harry Potter. Faith: What? (Faith is giggling.). Mara: Joe’s a wizard. Joseph: I am not a wizard. Mara: You are. Just accept it Joe. (She smiles at him. He is wearing a white shirt with a black waistcoat.). Mara: I like that waistcoat by the way. It suits you. Joseph: Thank you. Are you unhappy Mara? Mara: What do you mean? Joseph: You seem to be unhappy I just wondered why that was. Mara: It’s...Hormones. Really not something a young girl speaks to her father about. (Faith giggles again.). Faith: Oh sis stop it! You’re making me spill water everywhere. Mara: Don’t be so clumsy then. Joseph: I see. Hormones. Mara: Yes us women are forever cursed with this thing called a period Joe. Gods way of taking the piss out of us women I’m sure. It makes us snappy, moody, hormonal and we feel like crying one minute and screaming the next. Joseph: I see. (Joseph decides to ignore the way she spoke about the lord. He really has no clue what to say to that anyway.). Faith: Lexi says that they are your bodies way of reminding you to hurry up and get pregnant. (Mara freezes.). Mara: What? Hurry up and get pregnant? Oh I see coz we’re women we have to pop out a few kids do we? Damn it’s like we don’t even get a fucking choice anymore. Faith: What are you on about now? Mara: Well don’t you ever feel like that sis? That being a woman is bloody hard in today’s society. Apparently we’re lower than the men, weaker than them and are only good for popping out kids. Makes me wish I hadn’t been born sometimes. Or that I’d been born a boy. (Faith is looking at Mara with a funny face.). Faith: Just ignore her Father. Hormones. (Mara giggles.). Mara: What it’s true. That’s how I feel. That because I am unfortunate enough to be a woman that means I have to have kids. Faith: You don’t have to have kids sis. Mara: Too right I fucking don’t. I won’t either. I’d need to find a man that wanted me first. (Mara laughs, Faith giggles and shakes her head.). Faith: Ah sis you are so strange and random. Mara: Oh thanks. Hear that Joe? I’m strange now. John: What on earth did you have in that cigarette Mara? (John has appeared in the doorway.). Mara: It must run in the family this wizardry. (John frowns.). John: What? Mara: The way you and your brothers just seem to appear out of nowhere. I think Joe is a wizard. (John laughs.). John: Seriously what was in that cigarette? Faith: You’re smoking again? Mara: What do you mean again sis? I never stopped smoking I just ran out of smokes. Faith: Where did you get them from? Mara: Lonny. Faith: Lonny gave you cigarettes? Mara: Yep. I caught him with whiskey so I said I’d keep my mouth shut if he gave me his smokes and he did. Though I haven’t kept my mouth shut so I am a tell tale and a liar. I’m doing so well today aren’t I? John: You were right to tell me about Lonny’s continued drinking. It must be addressed. Joseph: He continues to disappoint himself and the rest of us. Mara: Look I know he can be a dickhead but go easy on him okay? I know how hard it can be to change. How hard it can be to let go. I smoke coz it’s something to do and something to keep me sane. I think that I need a cigarette when really it’s just the addiction to the nicotine talking. Like Lonny with the booze. It’s really hard to quit something when you’ve depended on it and been addicted to it so long you know? John: Yes. It is. (Mara finishes chopping the vegetables and puts them in the pot.). Faith: Thanks sis. (Mara boils the kettle and makes herself a tea. She usually likes coffee but lately it’s been making her want to gag. She suddenly can’t stand the smell or the taste of coffee.). Mara: Anyone else having a hot drink? John: I’ll have coffee. Joseph: Tea will be fine. Mara: No sugar right Joe? Coz you’re sweet enough? Joseph: Yes. John: Are you trying to flirt with my brother Mara? (Faith tuts.). Mara: No. It’s just something people say innit? (Mara makes the drinks trying her best not to inhale the scent of coffee. She then picks up her tea and goes to the lounge. Jacob is still sat flicking through the book. He is sitting on the sofa now though. She sits down next to him and watches as he scratches at his chin. She sees a rash there.). Mara: Scratching it will make it worse you know? (He grunts.). Mara: You need some Sudocreme. Jacob: Don’t need nothing. Mara: Stubborn. What are you reading? Jacob: You can read can’t you? (He shows her the cover. She feels her cheeks turning red. She smiles.). Mara: Alright. You be all moody. Jacob: Hm. This coming from you. You’ve been in a mood since you got here. (She looks at the floor. She really wants to tell him. Maybe she should do it now. He can’t get mad and beat her if his brothers are here can he? If her sister is here? They wouldn’t allow it would they? Who is she kidding? Like that would matter to Jacob. Maybe she has him all wrong. Maybe if she simply tells him, if she simply talks to the guy he’d be alright with it. Maybe he’d accept it. Or maybe he’d just tell her he didn’t want nothing to do with it and that would be that. Maybe he wouldn’t get all mad and violent like she thinks he would.). Jacob: What’s up with you? You’ve gone really pale. Mara: I’m fine. Jacob: You’re a terrible liar. (Tell him. Just fucking tell him. But she’s so fucking scared.). Mara: I’m scared. (Jacob blinks at her.). Jacob: Fear is a weakness. Mara: You don’t understand. (Tell him! Just tell him now is your chance.). Mara: Jacob...I’m- (Joseph and John walk in. John is laughing.). John: Faith wants you to lay the table Mara. Mara: Yeah...Sure. (Jacob frowns staring at Mara. She looks so sad and defeated all of a sudden. Mara gets up and goes to the kitchen. She returns with cutlery and plates which she starts setting out on the table. Jacob gets up and puts the book back on the shelf where he found it and watches Mara lay the table. He watches as she wipes a tear from her eye. He frowns. She then straightens up and turns pulling the large grey cardigan around her. She smiles at him. John walks over.). John: That’s my best cutlery. We are not using my best cutlery for a Sunday dinner. Mara: Then when are we meant to use it? John: You’re not. Mara: Then what’s the point in it? John: That is a three thousand dollar cutlery set. Mara: What? Well they saw you coming didn’t they? I reckon you’ve been had. John: No I have not been had. Joseph: That’s enough John. They are only knives and forks. John: Yes Joseph. (John returns to the kitchen.). Mara: It’s so sad that he thinks he has to have all this expensive stuff to make himself happy. He thinks he has to always be better because he isn’t good enough and yet he is just fine the way he is. (Joseph regards Mara before smiling slightly.). Mara: What? Did I say something wrong? I’d just ignore me Joe I’m probably chatting a load of shit with all these hormones I’ve got raging away in me. Joseph: No. You said it just about right actually. Mara: Oh? Well that’s a first for me. (Faith comes in holding plates of food. John follows her and they both put plates on the table filled with meat, vegetables, potatoes and Yorkshire puddings. Faith then brings in a dish filled with stuffing. Once the table is set John brings in a jug of water. Mara finishes her tea and takes her mug to the kitchen. When she returns the others have sat down at the table. Faith has moved some of the plates and cutlery around. Joseph sits at the head of the table. Jacob sits to his right, John to his left. Faith sits next to John. She indicates the chair next to Jacob and Mara sits down next to him. Joseph then takes his brothers hands. Faith holds John’s hand then reaches over the table and takes Mara’s hand. Jacob places his hand on the table palm up and Mara places her hand on his. Joseph then says grace and they start to eat. Faith keeps glancing at Mara. She frowns as she watches Mara put stuffing inside her Yorkshire pudding then dip it in mince sauce before eating it. Mara sees Faith looking at her funny.). Mara: What? Faith: Nothing. Was that actually nice? Mara: What? Faith: The Yorkshire pudding, stuffing, mince sauce sandwich. Mara: Yep. (Faith then watches as Mara dips just about everything in the mince sauce before eating it including her carrots and potatoes.). Faith: You like mince sauce don’t you sis? (Mara shrugs. Once they have finished eating Faith takes the plates and cutlery to the kitchen. She returns with a strawberry cake and some ice cream.). John: What’s this? Faith: Dessert. John: We never have dessert. Faith: I learned how to bake. I’ve been practising so I thought I would make something as a treat. John: Hm. (Faith cuts the cake and places a slice on each of the small plates. Mara has never really liked cake. The look of it now makes her feel sick. Then she wishes that she had some mint ice cream instead of the vanilla that Faith has got. She suddenly really wants mint ice cream. She suddenly feels light headed and she really needs to pee. She constantly feels like she needs to pee lately. She sighs.). Mara: Excuse me. (She gets up and leaves the room going upstairs to the bathroom. She uses the loo then washes her hands. She then splashes water on her face before drying it with the towel. She sighs and stands in front of the mirror staring at herself. She has no idea what to do. She has thought about leaving. Disappearing. But that would mean abandoning her sister. She can’t do that. She lets out a sob and lifts her top staring at her stomach. She then stands side on. She looks bloated. Her breasts are falling out of the top of the bra. Her bras are all too small now. They were a little small on her to start with as they were Franky’s old bras. Her breasts are killing her. It doesn’t help that her bra is now cutting into her skin. She decides to just take her bra off. As soon as she does she lets out a small sigh of relief. That feels so much better. She drapes her bra over the towel rail before going back downstairs. She gets herself a glass of water and returns to the dining table. She sits back down next to Jacob.). Faith: Are you alright sis? Mara: I’m fine. Faith: I know you don’t like cake which is why I got the ice cream. Mara: Thanks sis. (Mara eats two small scoops of ice cream.). Joseph: Thank you for a lovely meal Faith. John: Thank you Faith. Mara: Thanks sis. (Jacob grunts and gets up leaving the room. Mara hears his thudding footsteps going upstairs.). Mara: Do you want me to help you with the washing up sis? Faith: Yes. Mara: I think John should help too though. Seeing as it’s his precious cutlery. (John glares at Mara.). Mara: What? This is your house so you should help with the washing up. Come on we’ll all do it it’ll be fun. (Mara gets up and picks up the plates and spoons taking them to the kitchen. Faith grabs the rest and joins her. John sighs before going to the kitchen. Mara fills the sink and grabs the sponge. Once the sink is full Mara dips her hand in it and splashes John.). John: Hey! (Faith giggles. Mara smiles. John steps forward. He grabs Mara and shoves her into the side. She cries out and grabs her stomach. Faith frowns.). Faith: Sis are you okay? You don’t need to be so rough John she was only messing around. John: So was I. I hardly touched her. Mara: I’m okay. Just...Be careful. (Faith frowns.). Faith: Sis are you hurt? Mara: What? No. I would have been the way he was shoving me into the counter. John: I hardly touched you. (Mara glares at him before splashing him with water again. She laughs before reaching up and spiking some of his hair up.). John: Hey! Off the hair! Mara: But it looks so good like that don’t it sis? Faith: I don’t know. Mara: Oh come on. (Faith giggles.). Mara: Spiky hair. (Jacob comes down the stairs to see John with his arms around Mara pushing her against the counter. She is giggling and messing with his hair. John starts laughing as Mara starts tickling him. Poking him in the ribs.). John: No. Stop. Stop it! (John laughs harder. Jacob has never seen his brother laugh like that. He feels weird though. Seeing John with his hands on Mara makes him feel weird. He has no idea why, it makes no logical sense to him. He isn’t interested in her. She was just a fuck. So why does he feel weird? Jacob clears his throat. John turns to him.). Mara: Jakey Baby. (John raises his eyebrows.). John: Jakey baby? How come he gets a nickname like that and I get...Johnny Appleseed? (Faith laughs. Mara smiles.). Mara: Coz he’s better looking than you. Faith: Oh! John: What? What? I don’t think so. Mara: I do. John: What has Jacob done to you? You can tell me. Did he pay you to say that? Did he threaten you? Mara: Jacob threaten me? (She laughs.). Mara: I’d like to see that. John: Oh. Brother she is asking for it. (Mara smiles at Jacob. His lips twitch slightly. Mara then turns back to the sink and starts washing up. A minute later she splashes John with water again.). John: Hey! I won’t let you stay. Mara: Oh. You want me to stay. John: I won’t let you if you keep ruining my clothes. Mara: What? They’re not ruined. It’s only water. You need more chill John. (Faith giggles. Mara continues washing up. Suddenly John walks up behind Mara and dunks her head in the sink. Faith gasps.). Faith: John! (John chuckles and lets go of Mara who straightens up coughing. She wipes her face on the tea towel then turns to John.). Mara: Dickhead! (John laughs harder. Mara finds herself laughing too. Jacob chuckles and shakes his head. Faith giggles. Joseph enters the kitchen and John immediately stops laughing.). Joseph: What is all the ruckus? Mara: We were just having a water fight. Well not really a fight. I kept splashing John with water and he got all annoyed so he dunked my head in the sink. John: Washing away some more of those sins. (Mara laughs before continuing to wash up while Faith dries. Jacob makes himself a cup of coffee. He feels weird again at the thought of Mara staying here with John. He can’t describe the feeling nor does he know what it means. He doesn’t even care about her. At all. So why would he be bothered? He feels someone poke him and turns to see Mara gazing up at him.). Mara: You okay handsome? (Jacob grunts and picks up his coffee before returning to the lounge. Mara shrugs and finishes washing up before drying her hands. Joseph walks over to Mara and lightly touches her arm. His fingers soft and gentle against her skin.). Mara: Why are you feeling me up? Faith: Sis! Mara: What? (Mara pulls away from him and Joseph sees how uncomfortable she is.). Joseph: Can we talk? Mara: If you like. Joseph: Outside. Mara: Okay. (Mara goes outside with Joseph following her. She takes a cigarette out of the pocket of her cardigan and lights it. Joseph regards her sternly.). Joseph: You should quit that awful habit. Mara: Um. Should. But I won’t coz I’m me. Lonny should quit drinking. But he won’t. That’s people for you Joe. Always doing shit that’s no good for us. (She walks across the grass then sits down on the ground cross legged. He does the same sitting opposite her.). Joseph: Put the cigarette out my child. Mara: You gonna spank me if I don’t? (He grits his teeth.). Joseph: There is always attitude with you. Mara: No there isn’t. That’s just how you see it Joe. It was a joke. Jeez you have no sense of humour. (She sighs.). Mara: Everyone is so serious. Joseph: The collapse isn’t a joke. We must prepare not waste time fooling around. Mara: But if you don’t have a laugh you’ll end up going mad. Everyone needs to crack a joke now and then. Everyone needs to laugh too it’s good for you. Maybe that’s why you and your brothers have such sad eyes. All you’ve had is drama and rubbish. You need fun and laughter for a change. Joseph: I have a purpose as do we all. The lords will must be done and those that can be saved must be saved. Mara: I’m sure the lord would understand if you took some time for yourself. To relax. After all I do think it slightly cheeky of him to ask this of you in the first place. I mean it isn’t exactly fair to ask one man to save the world not really. If God wants it saved so badly why doesn’t he help? Because he just doesn’t care not really. Joseph: You are not a believer? Mara: Not in God. I mean okay he exists but I don’t believe in him. I think the only person you can truly believe in is yourself. Coz everyone else just lets you down. Joseph: That is why we have faith. Mara: Must be nice. To be so sure of everything. To be sure everything will work out. (She takes another drag of the cigarette.). Joseph: It will. You will see. Mara: What is it you wanted to talk about anyway? Joseph: I wanted to talk about you. Mara: Me? Why? I think I’d bore you pretty fast Joe. (She smiles. He gazes at her and she feels like he is reading her mind again. She wonders if she should just tell him now while they are alone.). Joseph: I find you interesting. Mara: Really? No one’s ever interested in me. Joseph: Faith told me that you showed true faith. Mara: I did what? Joseph: You took the leap of faith. Mara: You mean when she drugged me again? Joseph: The Bliss is useful. Mara: It’s drugs. All drugs do is destroy. You lecture me on cigarettes and booze yet you want me doped up on some hallucinogenic? Joseph: Attitude. Mara: I’m just saying it like it is Joe. I don’t understand how you can have a problem with me smoking but not have a problem with drugs. Joseph: The Bliss is useful. It is more than just a drug. It is a path to the garden. It soothes those that are afraid. That are unsure. Mara: Ah you mean brainwashing now. Joseph: No. Merely making them see. Mara: Yeah well I’d rather not use it if it’s all the same to you. It just makes me very ill for days on end. Joseph: It effects everyone differently. Though I was pleased to hear that you showed faith in me. Mara: Should I have faith in you? Joseph: Yes. Mara: Can I trust you to look after me? Or are you just going to abandon me like all the others? Joseph: A father does not abandon his children. (She finds herself looking at the tattoo on his arm. It is of a pretty dark haired woman. She slowly reaches out and lifts his arm turning it slightly to see the tattoo better.). Joseph: She’s beautiful isn’t she? (Mara pulls her hand away. She wonders if a man would ever talk about her like that. What it would feel like if they did.). Joseph: She was my wife. (Whoa! She never would have guessed that this guy was married. This surprises her.). Mara: Did she leave you? Joseph: She died. In a car accident. Mara: Sorry. Has Jacob ever been married? (The question is out of her mouth before she can think. Joseph looks a little surprised.). Joseph: No. He hasn’t. Mara: Hm. He isn’t really the social type. Joseph: Jacob brought many demons home with him from the war. Mara: He told me. About some of it. Joseph: He did? Mara: Yeah. (She stares at the floor as she finishes the cigarette before putting it out in the grass.). Joseph: I am surprised he told you anything. He is usually a private person. Quiet. Mara: Very guarded you mean? Yeah I got that from him. He doesn’t do emotions either. It’s like he has no feelings for anyone or anything. The word nihilist comes to mind when I think about Jacob. I think he only told me stuff coz he was...Never mind. Joseph: What? Mara: Nothing. Joseph: Was he drunk by any chance? (She smiles at him.). Mara: See? You can read minds Joe. Wizard. (His lips twitch.). Joseph: I just know my brother. Mara: There’s nothing wrong with alcohol as long as you don’t drink too much too often. Otherwise it becomes a problem. Joseph: It should not be drunk at all. (She shrugs.). Joseph: Have you read my bible yet? (She is silent.). Mara: Not yet. Joseph: I am disappointed in you my child. Mara: Told you so. (He frowns.). Mara: What? I told you that I’m no good at anything. That I’m useless. That you wouldn’t want me. That it wouldn’t be long before you got rid of me. You didn’t listen. Joseph: Because that isn’t true my child. You just don’t help yourself. You must read it. You must understand. You must know your purpose. I fear that you won’t be saved if you continue to ignore what is coming. Mara: I’m not ignoring it. (She gets up.). Mara: Nice talk. (She walks off heading back to the chalet. Joseph sighs and follows her. Everyone is sitting in the lounge. Mara sits in the armchair. Joseph goes upstairs to use the bathroom. As he is leaving he notices the black lacy bra hanging on the towel rail. He frowns staring at it. Then he feels the familiar disappointment creep through him. John. He sighs and picks up the bra before returning downstairs. John is sitting with his arm draped around Mara and they are laughing together.). Mara: No seriously that’s how it goes! John: I don’t believe you. Mara: It does. (Faith giggles.). Joseph: John? John: Yes Joseph? (Joseph holds up the bra. Mara stares at it and she feels her cheeks turning red.). Joseph: Who’s is this? (John frowns looking confused.). John: I don’t know. Joseph: Is it Holly’s? John: Holly’s? Why would it be hers? Joseph: I know you have spent quite a few nights with her I am not blind John. John: It was a long time ago. I have been doing well. I am sin free I swear. I’m doing everything you want me to. Joseph: Then what is this doing in your bathroom? Do not lie to me brother. Who’s is it? (Mara’s face is burning. She sighs.). Mara: Mine. It’s mine. (Faith gasps. Joseph stares at her.). Joseph: Yours? Mara: Yeah. Now do you mind not waving it around? Jeez embarrass me much. (Mara gets up and snatches the bra off of Joseph.). Mara: Then I guess that’s what fathers are meant to do. Embarrass their daughters. Joseph: This is not a joke Mara. You must atone for your actions. Mara: What actions? Taking my bra off coz it’s too fucking small coz I can’t afford clothes that fit? It was cutting into my skin and my tits are already sore so I took it off. I left it in the bathroom coz I didn’t exactly want to carry it around the house with me. (There is silence. Mara sighs and shakes her head.). Mara: It’s always gonna be like this innit? I just constantly get accused of shit. Coz I must be up to no good at all times right? Joseph: I apologise. I made the wrong assumption. Mara: Yeah you did. Big time. To think that you go on at Holly for jumping to conclusions! Hypocrite! (Mara goes upstairs. Joseph goes after her. He sees her go into the bathroom and he follows her.). Joseph: Do not walk away from me my child. (He stands in the doorway staring at her.). Mara: Sorry. It was just...Embarrassing. I wasn’t expecting removing my bra would cause drama. Joseph: I apologise. Mara: It’s okay. You know it looked kinda funny. You standing there waving this bra around. (He stares at her.). Mara: You never smile Joe. Why do you never smile? (He smiles at her. She smiles back.). Mara: That’s better. Joseph: You should smile more often too. You always look so unhappy my child. Are you not happy with us? Mara: I guess I’m just waiting for it all to be ripped away. Everyone I get close to either dies or leaves me. So... (She shrugs.). Joseph: Nobody is leaving you. You are part of our family now. A part of us. You have a purpose here. You have been saved. You will join us in the new world. In the new Eden. (She wonders what he would think if he knew she had been fucking his brother. If he knew her secret.). Joseph: You look like you don’t have much faith. Mara: I guess not right now. I’m new at this...Trusting people thing. Having a family coz I’ve never had one before except for Bonnie and my sister. I’m just scared that you’re going to realise one day that you don’t want me after all. Then I’ll be alone on the streets again. (He wraps his arms around her pulling her close to him.). Joseph: Have faith. That is not going to happen. You are wanted here. You are welcome here. You have given up your sin and been cleansed. You have given yourself to me. To us. To the church. I have not forgotten how you protected us against that attack. Mara: That’s what you do for family isn’t it? (He smiles at her before pressing a kiss to her forehead. He then turns and leaves the bathroom. She hears his footsteps fade down the hall then the stairs. She closes the door and uses the loo before splashing water on her face. It’s so hard to know what to believe. The people in town telling her that these people are evil. Joseph doesn’t seem evil. He seems...Kind, calm and caring even. But then she remembers that men are the best manipulators. Her own father managed to hide the fact that he was a drug dealer for years. That priest hid the fact that he was a paedophile. She then remembers how John enjoyed hurting her. How he enjoyed every slice he made into her skin. How he nearly drowned her in the river. The pieces of human skin stapled to the wall. Jacob and the cages with people in them. She can see why some would call this family evil. But it’s so hard to see just one side. Especially when her sister is one of them. Then she reminds herself that she is one of them now too. She has defended them, fought for them, given herself to them. She sighs and goes back downstairs. Joseph and the others are saying goodbye to John. Mara hugs her sister.). Faith: What’s this for? Mara: You’re going aren’t you? Faith: Yes. Aren’t you coming too? Mara: No. Faith: Why? Mara: I need to speak to John about something. Faith: Is everything alright? Mara: Yeah course it is. (Mara smiles. Faith smiles back.). Faith: Okay. I’ll see you tomorrow. You could bring the truck over to my bunker from the compound. Steve’s loaded up some supplies for me. Mara: Um...I’ll try. Faith: What do you mean silly? (Mara looks embarrassed and awkward.). Mara: I’ve never driven a car before much less a truck. Faith: Oh. Well maybe you could take Steve with you and he could give you a driving lesson on the way over. It’s easy sis. Mara: That sounds awesome. Faith: Great. See you tomorrow. Mara: You will. (Joseph smiles at Mara. She smiles back before going to the kitchen. Jacob looks after her frowning not failing to notice how she was avoiding looking at him. Not that he cares. He then remembers that she was going to tell him something earlier before the others came in. He doubts it was anything important. He turns and leaves the chalet with Joseph and Faith. John closes the door behind them and goes to the kitchen. Mara has made herself a cup of tea.). Mara: Do you want a hot drink? John: I’ll have a tea. (She makes another cup of tea in his plane mug.). John: So...What did you want to talk me about? Mara: What? (She looks confused.). John: You told Faith that you needed to speak to me about something. Mara: Oh. No I just said that to shut her up. John: What do you mean? Mara: Well if I’d have said oh I’m staying here for the night they might have accused us of sleeping together again so I thought if I told her I just needed to talk to you it would sound less weird. John: I see. But you don’t need to lie Mara. We have nothing to hide. Mara: I know. But you know what people are like. Gossip. Gossip. Gossip. Jon: Oh yes. They do. Mara: It doesn’t help when Holly is constantly stirring. You know she accused me of sleeping with Jacob too? Right in front of Joseph. (Though Holly was right about that one. Oh if only she knew.). John: Did she? Mara: Yeah. I don’t know what her problem is John. I don’t understand how someone I barely know can hate me so much. John: She doesn’t hate you. Her sin is envy. She thinks that we are more than what we are. So she doesn’t like it that you and I have been spending time together. Mara: She’s in love with you. John: No. Mara: Why else would she be so bothered? She clearly cares for you John. I know the other night she waited up nearly all night for you to get back to the compound after going to find Lonny. She waited for you to get back so that she knew you were safe. Because she cares about you. John: It was...Just sex. Mara: For you maybe. That’s what you men don’t seem to realise. For you it’s just sex but for all you know for the woman it’s much more than that. We have feelings you know? John: I know that. But I believe I made it clear that we were not serious. Mara: I wasn’t blaming you for anything or trying to say you did anything wrong. You don’t need to explain to yourself to me John. It’s fine. It’s your business. I’m just saying that sometimes...Even when it starts as just sex...It can lead to more. One person starts to develop feelings and... (She shrugs. He frowns at her.). John: You sound like you are speaking from experience. Mara: Me? No. Nobody’s ever...No...Not me. I am not the girl that gets the guy. (She lets out a small laugh before picking up her mug and going to the lounge. He follows her and sits down.). John: I find that hard to believe you know? Mara: Well it’s the truth. There was only really Alex. I didn’t know any other guys and the one’s I did were...Not very nice. I thought Alex was nice and I thought he liked me. He gave me that impression you know? He genuinely acted like he liked me. But it was a joke. To him it was a joke. He found it funny when he kissed me and I thought...It hurt. (She shrugs.). Mara: So that’s what I am. Just the joke. You know I often wonder what it would be like to have someone that loved me. Someone that thought I was beautiful. John: I think you’re beautiful. (She looks at him and he can see that she looks so sad. He frowns.). Mara: Thanks. (She takes a sip of her tea.). John: Is that why you are sad? Because you want someone? Mara: Doesn’t everyone? I mean that’s life isn’t it? Everyone else seems to meet someone and get married and have...Kids. I just wonder if...That’ll ever be me. What if...There isn’t anyone for me? What if I never find that one person I am meant to share my life with? Or worse what if I meet him and he doesn’t want me? John: How would he not want you? He would be foolish not to want you. (She sips her tea and looks at the floor.). John: Besides you don’t need to worry about things like that. You don’t need a man...Or have lustful thoughts entered your mind? Mara: No. It would just be nice to have someone that loved me. Haven’t you ever wondered if you would ever get married? (He smiles and lets out a breath.). John: Marriage? Oh I don’t know. I hardly think it’s in the cards for me. I am far too busy helping my brother with the project. Mara: But do you want to get married? To find that someone who loves you and completes you and makes you happy. It must get lonely in this big house all by yourself. John: Yes I suppose it does at times. But marriage...I don’t know. It’s a big commitment. Mara: Not if it’s the right person. I don’t get people who talk about it like it’s awful and a chore. It tells me that they have married the wrong person. If two people love each other and make each other happy they will do anything for them, they wouldn’t see it as a chore would they? (He smiles.). John: You’ve been giving this a lot of thought. Is that what this is, a marriage proposal? (He chuckles.). Mara: No. Just forget I said anything. Must be the hormones. John: Ah yes. Blame them for everything. Mara: I will. (He chuckles. She finishes her tea and puts her mug on the side table. She then leans back and closes her eyes.). John: Tired? Mara: Yeah. John: I thought you wanted a bath. Mara: Is that okay? John: Of course. Mara: Thanks. (She gets up and goes upstairs. He takes the mugs to the kitchen and puts them in the sink. He then goes upstairs and into his study. He sits down at the desk and picks up a small paintbrush and finishes painting his latest finished plane model.

---Mara lies in the bath with her eyes closed trying to just relax for one minute. But she can’t. Because she knows she can’t hide this for long. She doesn’t know how to tell anyone, she doesn’t know what to say. She could see one of the doctors and just tell them to sort it for her. But then they might tell Joseph. Maybe she could go to Missoula and see a doctor there. She looks down at her stomach then places a hand on it. Tears fill her eyes. Maybe she should just tell Jacob. She suddenly finds herself imagining him smiling at her then kneeling down and pressing a kiss to her stomach. A sob escapes her throat. She knows it wouldn’t happen like that. She isn’t stupid she knows the kind of man Jacob is. Angry, broken and deranged. Locking people in cages and...Killing. Why did she have to like him?! She curses the day she met him. There has to be something wrong with her for her to like a man like that. But when she lay in his arms she felt safe and warm. It was nice. She liked it. She sighs as she tries to think of some plan but she has none. Would people even understand how she feels about Jacob? Would they think her mad for liking a man like that? Because she does have feelings for him. She’s only known him for three months but she’s somehow managed to develop feelings for him. She lies there sobbing. She finds herself thinking for a moment about just sliding under the bath water and staying there. She wouldn’t have to worry about anything. It will all be over.

---John has finished painting the plane. He leaves it to dry and gets up going down the hall. He passes the bathroom and sees the door wide open. He frowns. Mara must be in his en suite. He goes into the bedroom and knocks on the bathroom door. There is no reply. He knocks again.). John: Mara? (Still no answer. He knocks again.). John: Mara? Have you fallen asleep in there again? (Still no answer. He tries to open the door but it’s locked. He bangs on the door hard.). John: Mara! (He stands there for a moment then he sighs angrily and kicks the door open. The lock falls to the floor and part of the frame splinters. He steps into the bathroom.). John: Wake up! You’ve made me break my door now! (He freezes as he sees Mara lying in the bath under the water. Her eyes are closed and she isn’t moving.). John: Mara! (He yanks her out of the bathtub and lies her on the bathroom floor. He then starts pumping her chest before giving her mouth to mouth.). John: Come on. Come on. (He continues to pump her chest before giving her mouth to mouth again. Just as he thinks all is lost she coughs and splutters. He rolls her onto her side and grabs a towel draping it over her. He can’t help but notice her naked body. He has seen everything now. He has seen all of her. His jeans are suddenly way too tight in the groin area and he reprimands himself for having such thoughts and feelings. This is really not the time. Mara moans as she lies there gasping.). John: Mara? Mara: Um? John: Are you okay? (She lies there then rolls onto her back. She blinks up at him frowning.). Mara: What are you doing in here? (She realises she is naked and sits up pulling the towel around her.). John: I had to kick the door in. Mara: What? Why? John: You wouldn’t answer me. It was lucky I did. You nearly drowned. Mara: What made you kick the door in? John: I told you. You wouldn’t answer me. I wanted to use my bathroom. My toothbrush and shower gel is in here. You were lucky I did. You could have died. Mara: I guess. I must have fallen asleep and slid under. John: You really need to stop falling asleep in bathtubs. It’s actually quite dangerous. Mara: So it would seem. Well...I’m gonna get dressed now. (She gets up and coughs again. He pats her on the back and wraps his arms around her.). John: Are you sure you’re okay? I can get a doctor. Mara: No. I’ll be fine. John: You know you could still drown. It happens. Someone nearly drowns and they say they are fine but then later they are found dead. All it takes is some water in your lungs and- Mara: I’m fine okay. You can stop worrying. (She starts to dry herself off. John stares as he watches her...Her large breasts, the curve of her hips. Her bare ass. He swallows hard.). John: What are you doing? Mara: Getting dressed. John: Showing me your naked body...Teasing me again. Mara: I’m not teasing you. You’ve already seen everything now so there’s no point trying to cover it up is there? (She throws the towel on the floor before putting her knickers and leggings on followed by her baggy black top and the cardigan. She sounded annoyed.). John: You are beautiful. (She freezes staring at the wall. Oh how she wants to hear Jacob say that to her.). Mara: Stop being an idiot. John: But I am not an idiot. Mara: Whatever you say. John: Aren’t you going to thank me for saving your life? Mara: Yeah great. Thanks. (She empties the bathwater then looks at herself in the mirror. She then picks the towel back up and starts drying her hair. It’s so long it always takes her ages to dry it even with a hairdryer.). Mara: Do you have a hairdryer? John: Yes. (He opens the cupboard under the sink and takes out a hairdryer. He plugs it into the wall socket.). Mara: Thanks. John: Are you going to be long? I need to take a shower. Mara: It takes ages to dry my hair. Can’t you use the other bathroom? John: This is my bathroom like I told you. I want to use this one. Mara: Okay. Have your shower. (She switches on the hairdryer and starts drying her hair. He stares at her frowning.). John: I said I’m going to have a shower! (He has to shout over the noise of the hairdryer. Mara turns it off.). Mara: Yeah I heard you the first time. Have your shower then. Don’t let me stop you. (He stares at her.). Mara: Oh I see. So it’s okay for you to have seen my entire body in all its horror but you won’t get undressed with me in the room coz you’re what? Shy? Seriously I ain’t even looking at you. I’m drying my hair. (She switches the dryer back on and turns away from him. He stands there for a moment then he smirks slightly. He then removes his shoes and socks, then his jeans and waistcoat. He then removes his shirt and his boxers. He stands there naked staring at Mara but she isn’t looking at him. He turns and opens the shower door and turns on the water. He closes the door and looks at Mara through the glass. She still hasn’t looked over at him. He shouldn’t even be doing this. If Joseph knew they were in the bathroom...Like this. It isn’t like they’ve done anything but he doubts his brother would see it that way. He sighs. He needs to stop these thoughts. He looks down at his erection before making the water colder. A cry leaves his lips as the ice cold water hits him. He stands there shivering willing himself to stop thinking about Mara’s breasts. The problem is now that he has seen them...Now that he has seen all of her...It is now twice as hard to resist her. He can still hear the hairdryer. He looks through the glass at Mara. She isn’t looking in his direction. She’s too busy drying her hair. He sighs and picks up his shower gel before making the water warmer. He then showers and washes his hair before switching off the water and stepping out of the shower. He grabs a towel and wraps it around his waist. Mara is still drying her hair. He supposes it’s so long it must take ages for it to dry. Her hair almost reaches her backside. He leans against the counter. She turns and looks at him before laughing and turning away. He frowns.). John: What’s funny? (She switches off the hairdryer and still laughing turns to him.). John: What? Mara: Your hair. (She laughs again.). John: What about it? Mara: You look kinda cute with your hair all stuck to your head like that. (He grins like the Cheshire cat.). John: You think I’m cute? I believe you have called me that before. Mara: Have I? I don’t remember. John: I am pretty sure you have. Mara: Whatever. Let me guess you are now going to tell me that you need the hairdryer. John: Yes actually I do. Mara: Help me dry my damn hair then. It’s so fucking long it’s unreal. (He chuckles.). John: You could always cut it. Mara: Cut it? No. I always regret it when I cut it. Besides how could you cut my hair? Look at it it’s so long and lovely. John: Hm. (She hands him the hairdryer and he takes it from her. She then turns around.). Mara: I think it’s only really the ends that still need drying. (He stands there for a moment. She wants him to finish drying her hair? He has his own hair to dry. But then he realises that he has the perfect excuse to run his hands through it. He smiles to himself before switching on the dryer and taking some of her hair in his hand as he dries it. Once he is done he switches the dryer off and puts it down. He then runs his fingers through her soft silky hair.). John: There. All done my dear. Mara: Thanks. (She turns to him and smiles. He leans against the counter.). John: So...What do you think? Mara: About what? John: About me. Mara: What do you mean? John: Well now that you have seen me naked what do you think? Mara: You what? I haven’t seen you naked you idiot. John: Alright. Fine. Mara: Are you worried about how you look or something is that it? I don’t think anyone is happy with how they look. I know I ain’t. I hate my body. It disgusts me. John: What? Why? There is nothing wrong with you. I have told you that you are beautiful. Mara: Only you seem to think so. John: I’m sure that’s not true. Mara: There’s nothing wrong with how you look either. So if you’re worried don’t be. Anyway haven’t you had like a hundred women? Surely that must tell you something. John: A hundred women? Who told you that? Mara: Everyone talks about you like you’re some womanizer always fucking everything that moves so... John: I see. So you are listening to rumours. Mara: It’s not a rumour if it’s true though is it? John: I suppose not. But it wasn’t a hundred! Mara: Okay. John: Actually it was probably more than that. (She sighs and shakes her head.). Mara: You are terrible. (He chuckles.). John: I was. I’m different now. Joseph has saved me. He has helped me see. Mara: So you are no longer taking drugs? John: No. Mara: Drinking? John: No. Mara: Fucking everything that moves? John: No. Mara: Holly begs to differ. John: I admit that yes I have...Slipped a little but... Mara: Hey it’s okay. It really doesn’t bother me. You do what you want. I do. (She shrugs. He raises his eyebrows at her.). Mara: What? You gonna get dressed or what? John: I don’t have to. (She stares at him then sighs and shakes her head.). Mara: You know...For someone who goes on about sin- John: No you’re right. I shouldn’t have said that. Mara: Look...I’m sure that one day you’re going to meet a woman and she’s going to love you and you’re going to love her. (She smiles at him.). Mara: Sometimes you just have to be patient. John: You think so? Mara: Yes. Bonnie always used to tell me that one day I would meet the right person and it would be right and good. I don’t know if I believe it though. Doesn’t seem like it’s in the cards for me. John: Hm. Mara: You should get dressed John. I’ll go and make you hot chocolate. (She leaves the bathroom. He sighs and dries himself off and dries his hair with the hairdryer. He then goes into his bedroom and opens a drawer. He takes out a pair of dark blue silk pyjama bottoms. He slips them on not bothering about underwear before going downstairs to the kitchen. It’s empty. He goes to the lounge and sees Mara lying on the sofa with her eyes closed. He walks over and nudges her.). Mara: Um? John: Tired? Mara: Yeah. (He sees the mug of hot chocolate on the table and picks it up sipping it. She moves so that he can sit down. She leans against him. He chuckles.). John: You are very confusing. Mara: How am I confusing? John: You try to tell me that you have no interest in me and yet...You keep getting close to me and wanting to stay over. (He smirks.). Mara: I don’t fancy you. I just...I like being with you coz you’re my friend. It’s been years since I’ve had a friend. My sister calls you her brother so I guess I kind of see you as a brother now too. John: Hm. Yes. We are all brothers and sisters here. Mara: Can I tell you something? John: You can tell me anything. Do you have a confession to make? Mara: I guess. (He looks down at her. She slides her arm through his and takes hold of his hand. He puts his hot chocolate down before putting his arm around her so that her head rests on his chest.). John: Tell me. (Her eyes fill with tears.). Mara: When you found me in the bath... John: Yes? Mara: I didn’t fall asleep in the bath. (He frowns.). John: What do you mean? (He thinks he already knows though.). Mara: I didn’t fall asleep in the bath John. (There is silence for a moment.). Mara: It wasn’t an accident. John: You tried to drown yourself? Why would you do that? Why would you throw away this gift we have given you? Mara: What gift? John: The gift of a new life. You have been saved. You have been given the Fathers blessing. You have been welcomed with open arms into our family. Why would you turn your back on that? Mara: I didn’t do it because of you silly. John: Why did you do it? Mara: Because I am unhappy. I am lost. I feel like I’m drowning all the time actually. John: Why? You are throwing away a great gift. You are turning your back on the Father and his teachings. You are turning your back on your sister. Does all this mean so little to you? Mara: No. I’m just a coward. But... (She looks up at him and their noses are almost touching she is so close to him. His breath catches in his throat. He can see her eyelashes and the tears rolling down her cheeks.). Mara: Clearly you were meant to save me from myself...Again. I never really thanked you did I? (He gazes at her. He can smell alcohol on her breath. Then she kisses him softly on the lips. He closes his eyes and kisses her back. Then she pulls away from him and stares at him.). Mara: I’m gonna go to bed. Don’t stay up too late. (She stands up.). Mara: Thank you...For saving me. Again. Night John. (She leaves the room. He sits there staring into the fire sipping his hot chocolate. She says she doesn’t fancy him yet she kisses him. She is very confusing. He finishes his hot chocolate and takes his mug to the kitchen. He then makes himself a coffee and returns to the lounge. He picks up a book and sits back down. He sits reading for a good few hours before his eyes become too heavy to continue. He puts the book down and takes the empty mug to the kitchen putting it in the sink. He then returns to the lounge and puts out the fire before going upstairs. He walks down the hall. Several of his spare bedrooms have their doors wide open except for one. He stops at the door staring at it. He then slowly opens it. Mara is lying in the double bed asleep. Her clothes are on the floor next to bed along with her shoes. He stands in the doorway staring at her before he closes it again and goes down the hall to his bedroom. He really needs to stop this. He goes into his bathroom and yanks his pyjama bottoms down before wrapping his hand tightly around his hard cock. He closes his eyes and tilts his head back as he starts pumping furiously.).

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